I guess that’s what people who do great things should do!
Once again, Andrea Jones felt that the rumors about this man at school were true to their name.
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Lewis Brown was the host and invited Andrea Jones and her family to dinner at South of the River in Seven Colors.
Andrea Jones called several times to ask Klein Williams to come with her, but Klein Williams refused to come, saying he wanted to knock her off alone. So she gave up and let him do what he wanted. In any case, his capitalist had been exploited by her in the past.
Sammy Jones had a case on his hands, so he arrived late.
Andrea Jones walks towards the restaurant lobby with Charleen Davis on her arm. Lewis Brown walks beside them, smiling down and talking to them.
Gentle, courteous, calling for a sideways glance.
Entering through the revolving door, Andrea Jones subconsciously looked around and surveyed the luxurious décor of the entire restaurant.
A straight and tall back, just unobtrusively appeared in the eye.
The man stood there elegantly, listening to the people beside him whispering, he did not speak, only occasionally nodded. andrea jones for her own recognition at this time, really feel some strange. The person she had seen twice, looking at the back, she could immediately recognize who he was. Before this, she had always felt that she was personally blind.
“What, see someone you know?” Charleen Davis followed her daughter’s line of sight and also saw only a back.
Lewis Brown also cast a glance and smiled a little, “It’s brother-in-law. The same one I met last time at my house Andrea, and also the very president of IG.”
“Really? Then what are you standing around for? Go up and say hello.” Charleen Davis pulled her daughter.
Thinking about the last time she and Neal Williams had been restrained, Andrea Jones gave Lewis Brown a look of help.
Lewis Brown curled his lips in a smile and took her hand, “And you’re afraid he’ll eat you?”
“Brother-in-law.” Lewis Brown raised his voice and called out.
The man slowly turned his face and seemed a little surprised to see them. After turning his head and whispering two words to the person next to him, he sank his steps to them.
“What a coincidence.” Neal Williams’s eyes, which only glanced over Andrea Jones’s face, dropped to Lewis Brown without a second’s pause.
“Andrea received an offer from your IG, so she came over to celebrate. That’s Andrea’s mother.” Lewis Brown gestured backward.
Neal Williams’ eyes skimmed over them toward Charleen Davis. He smiled and nodded with just the right amount of humility, a sort of greeting.
Charleen Davis responded with a generous smile, sighing at the young man’s elegant demeanor, which reminded her of someone from her youth.
“Andrea Jones did a great job and it’s rare for Garret Miller to initiate a request for someone.” Neal Williams made no secret of his appreciation.
Although a little rushed, but Andrea Jones heart is still happy, “Thank you Mr. Williams, I will work hard.”
“Official work starts tomorrow?” Neal Williams asked.
“Hmm.”
It was not appropriate to stand here all the time, so Lewis Brown invited Neal Williams, “Why don’t you join us for dinner, brother-in-law?”
Neal Williams has not yet answered, but called aside Andrea Jones stunned.
She had expected it to be a family dinner with a relaxed atmosphere.
Neal Williams was, after all, an outsider and, as far as she was concerned, they were not of the same world.
If he had been involved, I think the atmosphere would have been much more awkward.
But, who let him be her top boss and Lewis Brown’s brother-in-law, can she refuse?
With that thought, Andrea Jones smiled knowingly and echoed Lewis Brown’s words, “Mr. Williams, join us?”
Neal Williams glanced at an uncomfortable Andrea Jones and raised an eyebrow slightly, meaningfully, “No need, next time.”
How could he not see Andrea Jones’ reluctant look when he had so much experience? It was hard for her to pretend to be welcoming.
He had already refused, and Lewis Brown was not forced to do so.
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The private room in the Smoke and Rain Small House.
The food was almost ready, but Sammy Jones hadn’t arrived yet.
Charleen Davis poked her head in, “This girl is so busy that she can’t even take two bites of her meal?”
“Mom, you take it easy. I just called to say it’s downstairs, so I’ll go out and check.” Andrea Jones soothed, spoke to Lewis Brown again, and went out of the box alone.
When she reached the corridor, she stopped in her tracks.
The line of sight stops.
Not too far away, Neal Williams is seen leaning against the luxurious glass wall. Seems to be a little drunk because of the wine, look slightly drunk.
The décor here is a continuation of the Jiangnan style. The lights are slightly dim, shadows are scattered on his three-dimensional features, looking slightly ambiguous.
Andrea Jones was inexplicably fascinated, not expecting him to suddenly turn his eyes sideways as well. The two eyes, separated by a few meters, collided in the air.
“Mr. Williams…” she immediately greeted in a bureaucratic manner.
He did not respond, but only stood up straight. The slightly drunken look just now, now gone, has returned to the previous indifference.
Andrea Jones stopped lingering and was about to turn around.
“Sky! Look out!” A shout from the waiter came, and Andrea Jones turned her head and could only stare in shock as the other party pounced over with a large plate of hot, chopped fish heads, unable to brake.
She was also completely confused. Unable to avoid it, she simply closed her eyes and prepared to endure the boiling hot soup and water.
The body was violently tugged a backward, Xin soft body was a strong arm half hold.
“Pop”, the large plate clanged on the floor.
At the tip of the nose, there is the smell of cologne, accompanied by the fragrance of fish. In the ear, there is a muffled grunt of pain.
There was a barrage of soldiers.