Monica nodded and agreed with Brandon's arrangements.
Brandon's lips curled into a smile, even though Monica did not notice it.
"Is there anything else?" Monica frowned when she saw that Brandon had not left.
"There's a dinner party tonight. The pharmaceutical company from Europe has invited you to dinner, so it's up to you whether you want to attend or reject the invite."
"Hasn't he invited me many times now?"
"Yes, and you've rejected him many times," Brandon said bluntly.
"I don't have anything on tonight, so I'll go."
"Alright." Brandon said, "I will just be him and his assistant from his side, and from ours–"
"It'll just be the two of us. Also, give them a heads up that they should act within their means with the alcohol."
"Yes."
Having reported his work, Brandon was prepared to leave.
The moment he left, he paused again and said, "If you don't like this bouquet of flowers, you can give it to me."
