Justin had a lunch meeting here at noon.

On the second floor of Hotel Finest, the conference hall was on the left and the restaurant on the right.

As soon as he walked out of the elevator, he heard the commotion at the entrance of the conference hall.

He originally wasn't paying much attention to it, but when he glanced over, he spotted a familiar figure.

His footsteps paused for a moment.

When he heard the service staff chasing them away impatiently, he frowned and said to Sean, "Let's go over and take a look"

No matter what, the Andersons were, after all, acquaintances with the Hunts.

The previous generation of the two families had been closely acquainted with one another; how could he allow others to bully and humiliate them? Sean nodded.

"Yes, sir.’ But when he was about to walk over, he heard that deep and clear voice going "Wait a minute.

Nora picked up her cell phone.

Her fair and slender fingers tapped a couple of times on it and she opened her email inbox.

Sure enough, there were a few invitations lying within.

As the most prestigious surgeon around, organizers of various conferences held in different countries would send her token invitations.

Sure enough, the organizers of a formal conference like this one had also sent her one.

However, she needed a bit of time to find the invitation from her junk mail...

At this time, someone beside her spoke.

"Miss Smith?"

Taken aback, Nora lifted her head and looked over—it was a woman that looked about 30 years old.

Her curly hair rested on her shoulders and she was wearing formal business attire.

She frowned.

After a moment's hesitation, she asked, "You are?"

A displeased Tina York frowned.

They had obviously met in the hospital before, but she was actually pretending not to know her...

she had been wondering why Justin had brought a young doctor

turned out that she

were gradually falling into decline day

solely relying on formulas from twenty years ago and selling

as a last-ditch attempt, right? Unfortunately, all that credit had

a distinguished individual here.Since the Andersons haven't received an invitation, if you make a fuss here, it won't reflect well on

start speculating in low voices: "My goodness, I thought the Andersons just forgot their

share has expanded.There's basically no

the point where they can't even

else for that.What can anyone do if they don't improve themselves? I heard the drugstores and hospitals working with them have returned their goods recently and switched to the

I'd have quickly sneaked off with my tail between my legs by now.What are they

Simon's expression change again and again, and he felt as if he had never

she sighed and said, "Everyone's here for a good time today.If you simply have to go in...Uncle

"Won't disturb the others"...

it was as if they weren't fit to be seen in public! Simon felt as if

that he turned to leave, a cool

"The Andersons receive a lot of invitations, so I took a while to find it and ended up causing a short delay.Sorry

go

"..This way, please!"

of them from

the door,

clearly remembered that her teacher hadn't sent an invitation

she remembered

had taken a couple of steps toward the Andersons with the intention of helping them out of the embarrassing situation, was taken

looked back at

to need

“Justin’.."

Anti, so how could she possibly not have

Andersons receive a

turned and started walking toward the

silently, was rendered speechless.Boss, you don't need to explain anything! An explanation is no different from a cover-up!

Andersons can’ t sell their drugs at all.If this continues, I'm afraid they'll go

didn't reply, he nevertheless looked rather thoughtful when he heard the

service staff knew their boss,

place's layout was arranged like a

male guests were in suits and formal shoes while the women wore formal

white T-shirt and a pair

his eyes slightly and walked

he approached, he heard Melissa ask,

treatment of Mrs.Hunt's

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