Have I Told You Lately

Miles blinked at Rachel with a composed look, and Rachel even had a feeling that he was quite accustomed to such an occasion.

They just picked up some food from the dishes on the table and began to raise their glasses to toast each other.

Someone stood up and said to Rachel with a smile, "Ms. Lewis, you are the only lady today. We should toast you first."

"Oh, Mr. Sampson, you're so courteous. How could I let you toast me?" Rachel also stood to her feet politely. Although there was a smile on her face, she felt worried in side.

The meal just began, yet they gave her no chance to decline the toast as it was a director who toasted her. Even if she was their guest and no matter how many excuses she could find, she could by no means decline it. Moreover, if she started to drink, then she, Miles and Magi would probably have to come back drunk.

Comparing to these people who had been engaged in the business world for so long, apparently she was more inexperienced. And obviously these people wanted to bully them secretly.

But... She had no choice. After all, Magi and Miles didn't know that she couldn't drink liquor now.

Mr. Sampson laughed wholeheartedly and said, "We're friends. It's the same no matter who initiates the toast."

Rachel thought of something in her mind for two seconds and then curled her lips into a light smile and raised her glass to clink glasses with him, "You're right Mr. Sampson. Now that Vantage Inc. has reached cooperation with your company, naturally we're friends."

After finishing the words, she slightly lifted her chin, took a deep breath, closed her eyes and gulped down the whole glass of liquor.

Most of them were quite accustomed to such a social banquet and they disdained to drink red wine. It would be much better to drink strong liquor in their points of view.

As she gulped down the cold liquor, she felt the burning sensation from her throat.

Rachel tried to withstand it, but the strong uncomfortableness still caused her to furrow her brows uncontrollably.

"Ms. Lewis, you have a good liquor tolerance." The smile on Mr. Sampson's face became brighter and his gaze towards Rachel became more unrestrained.

Rachel suppressed the uncomfortableness raised from her throat, curled her lips into a smile and spoke in a joking yet serious tone, "Since you guys toast me the first glass of liquor, it would be regarded as no showing respect to you including Mr. Sampson if I didn't gulp it down. But I'm a woman after all and therefore I'm naturally not a match for Mr. Sampson. Sir, please do not be hard on me this time. I will ask my leader Mr. Lopez to drink with you next time."

Rachel deliberately mentioned about her leader Mr. Lopez. As they were all cleaver and cunning in social contact and Rachel had said those words, if they still forced Rachel to drink the liquor, they could just press the case to the company.

But those men seemed to have not understood Rachel's connotation, Mr. Antonio wiped away the oil stain on his mouth, put down his chopsticks and said with a smile, "Ms. Lewis, don't have our spirits dampened. The meal just begins. Since you are new to City J, we as a host must entertain you. If your leader Mr. Lopez is here, we will only come back home until all of us are drunk."

Rachel subconsciously gritted her teeth and cursed inwardly, "These sophisticates!"

Even if the three of them were all drunk, these men would not feel dizzy. Apparently, they didn't plan to let go of them easily tonight.

Just as Rachel was thinking about how to handle with it in her mind, the man at her right side suddenly stood to his feet. He was over six feet tall and was much higher than Rachel. Miles casually raised his hand to pat her shoulder and quietly pressed her back onto her chair. He then curled his charming thin lips into a smile and spoke to Mr. Antonio, "Ms. Lewis is a lady and definitely she's not capable at drinking liquor as she is at work. Mr. Antonio, since you're so courteous, please allow me to toast you."

Mr. Antonio was a bit stunned and then burst into laughter at the next moment, "Young boy, great, great..."

He had drunk without numerous young staff and young people like Miles always got drunk easily.

A touch of disdain flashed across Mr. Antonio's eyes as he gulped down the whole glass of liquor in one go.

Rachel's gaze turned cold. She looked at Miles worriedly.

If they kept drinking like this, they would have to be sent to the hospital after several glasses.

When she looked up again, she found that Miles had put down the empty glass. He wiped his mouth, took a breath and smiled unrestrainedly, "The liquor tastes so good. But please forgive me, misters. If I drink too much today, I'm afraid that I'll not be able to visit Dragon Age tomorrow."

Rachel knitted her brows when hearing the words. Dragon Age?

They didn't schedule to visit Dragon Age this time.

"Dragon Age?" Those men sitting opposite to them were also a bit stunned.

Mr. Sampson sat down and smiled, "Which Dragon Age are you mentioning?"

Magi asked in confusion, "Are there many Dragon Ages in City J?"

A trace of light flashed across Mr. Antonio's eyes and his smile gradually disappeared, "You also have cooperation with Dragon Age?"

Dragon Age was a venture capital corporation that ranked among the top list of the industry, so many companies were eager to have cooperation with it. How could a simple company like Vantage Inc. be favored by Dragon Age?

Miles picked up some food and put them in Rachel's bowl while narrating nonchalantly, "Of course we have cooperation. A branch of Vintage Age is located opposite to our company. Most importantly, our manager Rachel and Mr. Shawn are friends. She'll pay a visit to her friend tomorrow and will not talk about business affairs. Mr. Antonio, since they have made an appointment, it would be inappropriate to get him stood by, right?