Chapter 17 Partners Again, Not In Life Though

Before saying this, Rosemary Johnson was ready to be rejected. However, Walter Cameron just thought about it for a while and nod his head in agreement, "I just have time to talk to you for 20 minutes." Rosemary immediately took the opportunity to invite Mr. Cameron to the rest area next to her to make a good conversation. The two walked side by side. She didn't know that there was a pair of gloomy eyes staring at her closely behind her, almost crushing the glass in his hand. The person next to him was shaken by Charles Hockley, and asked carefully, "Mr. Hockley, are you okay?" Charles pulled back his gaze, his face was indifferent, and replied coldly, "I'm okay." Rosemary brought the contract and pen with her, and she almost talked to Mr. Cameron according to the requirements of the contract. She bent slightly and put her arm on the glass coffee table. Walter Cameron's gaze tilted towards her neckline. The longer he watched, the fierier his eyes became, even with some obscenities. "Mr. Cameron, I finished." Rosemary straightened up, stretched out her hand and teased her hair, her charming face became more glamorous and dazzling under the light, "If you think there is something wrong, you can tell me. I will go back to talk to my boss." Mr. Cameron picked up the contract and pretended to read it, as if he thought it was pretty good. He nodded, "Your MR offers really good conditions, but you are now bankrupt, so working with you is very risky." "Don't worry, MR will never go bankrupt." Rosemary smiled, confidently. "MR has been taken over by Charles Hockley. I believe Mr. Cameron also knows Mr. Hockley's ability. It will definitely surpass Diamond Pictures in the future!" Walter Cameron was stunned for a moment and jokingly said, "You have much confidence in your president." "It's Mr. Hockley who has good abilities. Everyone in our company believes in the abilities of the president. As his chief secretary, I naturally believe in his abilities more." "Secretary Johnson is a talking person, your Mr. Hockley hired a good assistant." Walter Cameron said cheerfully, calling the waiter and asking him to open three bottles of red wine. After the three uncorked bottles of red wine were brought over, Walter Cameron pointed at them, but looked at Rosemary, "As long as Secretary Johnson can finish the three bottles of red wine, I will sign the contract immediately!" Rosemary's willow brows frowned slightly, she was a little unhappy. Mr. Cameron spent a long time taking, just planning to use the contract to suppress her and force her to drink? Seeing Rosemary not speaking, Mr. Cameron sighed and smiled apologetically, "If Secretary Johnson can't hold your drink, it's okay. It's almost twenty minutes. I have something else to do. I'll go there first." "It's okay, I'll drink!" Rosemary gritted her teeth, and picked up a bottle to fill her glass. Red wine is not a high-degree white wine, so it won't scare her. In front of Walter Cameron, Rosemary was drinking glass after glass with red wine. The violent appearance made everyone in the venue look sideways, wondering if this woman is crazy and treats red wine as water to drink. Even Charles, who was standing at the corner, frowned slightly, his expression became colder. In less than half an hour, Rosemary finished three bottles of red wine. Except for the two pale pink on her cheeks, she was very conscious and handed the contract and pen to Walter Cameron, "I have already drunk three bottles of red wine, and please Mr. Cameron keep your promise." Walter Cameron's face changed slightly, as if he didn't expect that this woman had drunk three bottles of red wine and was not drunk. But the words had already been spoken, so he had no choice but to sign the contract. After signing and contract, Walter Cameron quietly closed to Rosemary, ready to say something, while a tall figure suddenly shrouded, it seemed that there was a chill that followed, which made people's hearts tremble. "Mr. Cameron, long time no see." The low voice made Rosemary's body tremble, and she hurriedly lowered her head, put the contract in her bag. When she stood up, she staggered and left here a little unstable hurriedly.