The VIP room on the sixteenth floor is spacious, equipped with a bar and microphones; those who like to sing can choose their songs, those who prefer drinking continue to drink.
Laura Quincy had no mind to join their revelry, only thinking of finding an opportunity to slip away.
Chester Chadwick, her schoolmate and senior, walked over with a wine glass, "Junior Sister, do you want to get to know a few of our group's seniors?"
Laura could only muster the courage to go along; after a round, she still couldn't fully recognize everyone, just knew some of them were quite famous.
"I'm the new translator, Laura Quincy, I hope all seniors will guide me more in the future."
"New? Do you drink?"
"I..."
Laura was about to say that she couldn't drink, but Chester nudged her with his elbow. It seemed she had no choice but to drink...
That's how company dinners are; once you have the first drink, there'll be a second, a third...
It never stops.
