Chasing My Pregnant Wife

The meeting lasted around one and a half hours. Leaders of the city, officials overseeing key industries, and executives of the finance industry were gathered in the meeting room. After the meeting ended, Christopher stood around the hall chatting with some people.

"Mr. Jackson, do you want to join us for lunch?"

Christopher saw Sydney approaching him from a distance, and said, "You guys go ahead first."

After a while, Sydney stood before Christopher with a bag in her arms.

Christopher surveyed her from head to toe.

"Why do you look so listless? Did you not rest well?"

He noticed her looking distracted during the meeting.

Sydney shot him a weak smile. "I slept a little later last night. Mr. Jackson, I learned a lot from what you shared at the meeting just now."

At the very least, he didn't just spout politically correct clichés.

Many leaders seem to say much, but in fact say nothing at all. They are usually unable to articulate themselves without a script.

Christopher was a man of few words, but the few words he spoke were always useful. He was also capable of speaking his mind without a script, regardless of the scenario. "They're getting together for lunch," Christopher said. "Do you want to join them?"

with a smile.

case,

stunned to hear

to enjoy my lunch in peace and

moment, Sydney asked, "What

used to other

a local restaurant nearby

this place.

at it. "It's not too far from here. Let's head

with a smile, "Are you asking me to have

"Yes.

anyone

private Christopher said; he sounded very relaxed, as if it were just

given her rebellious streak. Christopher, however, asked very courteously, which

"It's fine if you don't want to. I just

anything else. I just find it an honor that you want to

as he

didn't appear elated at Sydney

them got