The man named Zheng Ling had a bad feeling for Sally. At first, he was sure that she was dangerous in this place. He thought that he might not be able to get the job. He had to find a time to leave this banquet.

　　JiMingshao ignored Zheng Ling's words. He wiped the chopsticks he took from Zheng Ling's hand with a tissue and handed them to Sylvia.

　　Taking the chopsticks from Samuel's hand, she felt a little sorry. It was Samuel who was talking about work here today. As a small assistant, she was even more unable to hold on than a big boss. She was really incompetent.

　　Looking...