The Invisible Rich Son-in-law
Chapter 22
Britney played her eyes, and immediately laughed. You guys are a bunch of useless guys just jealous of Cheryl being taken. Look, Benjamin can accept it with open arms, why can't you do the same? Britney said it was to help Dr. Cheryl eases the tense atmosphere.
After all, it was a reunion meeting. Dr. Cheryl had no choice but to look at Alex apologetically and tell him to sit down.
Everyone started talking again. But the topic revolves around flattering Benjamin.
Alex wouldn't bother listening to those flattering words. Instead, she enjoyed the delicious food from Urasawa Restaurant "
Alex, this steak is so good. Try it!" Dr. Cheryl gave him a piece of steak with a big smile on her face.
Alex nodded. "M." Mmm."
Tastes good This fish is good, This is a morel fish It's good for your medical device."
"okay! Here Eat this.
It'll help keep your kidneys healthy." Dr. Cheryl answered.
Well Dr. Cheryl and Alex continue to party regardless of what is going on around them
When Benjamin saw Dr. Cheryl and Alex enjoy their dinner, she looks at Alex with fiery eyes. The main reason Benjamin organized this reunion meeting was to pursue Cheryl He couldn't bear watching Dr. Cheryl and Alex enjoy their sweet moments at dinner.
Bootlicker Benjamin noticed his anger. Then, they turned around and looked at Dr. Cheryl and Alex, Britney said, "Hey, your name is Alex, right? Have you never tasted such delicious food before? Do you usually have lunch at construction sites? What's yourjob?"
After Alex finished swallowing a piece of meat, he replied, "I don't work at a construction site, I'm unemployed."
Everybody laugh.
Benjamin looked at Dr. Cheryl with a deep mind. Because Benjamin has been chasing Dr. Cheryl for years, she knew that Dr. Cheryl is a kind person, She has great insight in choosing the best partner for herself.
Dr. Cheryl would not choose a person under the social hierarchy like Alex as her partner. Benjamin thought, maybe Dr. Cheryl and Alex are in action to test her patience. So, he pretended to be generous.
"Is the food enough? Let me order more for you, Are you looking for a job? A real man should be responsible for his future." Everyan smiled.
Britney looked at Alex and said, "Benjamin, it's hard for some people to get a job in this competitive society. Didn't Golden Light Group recently set up a new subsidiary? Maybe you can help Alex by arranging for him a cleaner position in that company. Better than being Unemployed, staying home all day.
Benjamin shook his head, "No, I can't. Cheryl's friend was my friend, too. He should at least get a white collar job. "Hey Alex, what's your profession?" Let me set a position worthy of you.
Alex feels Benjamin's sarcasm. Benjamin was just trying to console himself at the expense of Alex. He rolled his eyes and said, "No, thank you. I'm fine."
Britney sneered and said, "You really can't tell chalk from cheese. Or do you really enjoy living at home without a job?" "He's greedy and lazy. You are useless. Stop dreaming of being Cheryl's boyfriend! Cheryl, where did you find this junkyard? Are we stupid for you?" Insults after insults sounded from the crowd.
Let's talk about a new subsidiary. This new subsidiary is a partnership with Thousand Miles Conglomerate It is a big company. We are hiring five thousand employees and we are still short on managers. If anyone is interested, let me know. I'm sure we can offer you some decent positions.
One woman replied, "I never knew it was a partnership with Thousand Miles Conglomerate. Thousand Miles Conglomerate is the largest and most powerful group in the California underworld. Benjamin, I'm interested!"
"Count me too. Benjamin, you're our lifesaver" Flattering words continued to flood the hall.
Benjamin looked at Dr. Cheryl is arrogant, but Dr. Cheryl put the tableware in her hand and stood up. "Sorry, I'll excuse you. I have an evening assignment to attend to"
Cheryl, why are you leaving so soon? "Benjamin frowned. She's confused. It turns out that different from what he thought.it should continue his acting with Alex and wait for him to ask permission from her to be his girlfriend.
"I'm sorry, my patient is waiting for me. Alex, let's go!" said Dr. Cheryl.
Alex stood up, nodded, and burped after dinner. Alex completely ignores all ridicule and focuses on her actions as Dr.'s girlfriend. Cheryl, eat for free!
Just then, there was a shout at the door, kicked by the sound of a slap. Then, a woman ran into the room in a panic, her clothes torn. Britney went to the restroom. A man came and was cursed.
"Britney, what's going on?" Benjamin frowned as he stood up and asked.
Britney tried to cover up her tight-fitting clothes that revealed her skin. He pointed at the middle-aged man who entered and shouted, "B*star that, molest me."
The man bellowed furiously, "B*star, who harassed you? Quick, take it for me.
Before he could finish his words, a Benjamin sycophant, Dylan Minette, jumped up and kicked the middle-aged man in the chest. The man fell to the ground.
"Damn it, who let go of this maniac?
How dare you persecute Britney Why don't you molest your own sister" Another man stepped forward as well. They punched and kicked the man. Then they kicked the man out of the dining room.
Dylan laughed and said, "You're b*star's boy! Let me teach you a lesson. Don't you dare do it again.
"Good, Dylan!" crowd cheering.
Alex shook his head Others might not notice it, but he noticed that the middle-aged man was no ordinary man. He was wearing a handmade shirt from Italy with a small dark plum blossom, cuff.
His father used to own one of them he knew that it was worth three million dollars. For someone who can afford these clothes is nobody. Moreover, she knew Britney was lying from her expression. It can't be that simple. Many beautiful women would voluntarily present themselves to a man who could afford a shirt worth three million dollars like him. How could she like Britney with such an ordinary appearance?
To prevent them from falling into the bad, Alex reminds them, "He may be an amazing person, I think you guys should back off.
