President Nan Rui felt like he was about to explode.
'This worthless salesman I despise... shoving his PDA right in my face!'
'I can't stand it. I really can't. But I can't blow up in front of Bai Lu—it would ruin my image in her eyes!'
He was thinking too much. Bai Lu had been talking to Chen Xiao the entire time. When she occasionally acknowledged them, it was always the group as a whole. She hadn't spared President Nan Rui a single glance since she sat down.
Several rounds of drinks had already gone down, but Chen Xiao hadn't had any. He wasn't much of a drinker, and since the company gala wasn't likely to serve Maotai, he decided to pass.
Table One was now a hub of activity, with many people going over to offer toasts. President Nan Rui, probably figuring 'out of sight, out of mind,' decided to get away from his current table.
He picked up his wine glass and, along with a few others whom Chen Xiao had mentally blacklisted, went to Table One to offer a toast.
