Sylvia turned around and wanted to leave.
She had already recognized that the persons sitting there were the domestic and international business leaders attending the business meeting tonight, and the man sitting next to Arthur must be the Vice Minister of Commerce.
The situation she tried to avoid was suddenly before her.
"Minister West, I would like to introduce to you Miss Daisy, an internationally renowned perfume expert. She is a talented woman with unique research on perfume. She is a rare talent." But at that time, the man who had already begun to introduce her to Minister West came and led her to the Minister.
"Hello, Miss Daisy. I welcome this perfume expert back to France as she aims to develop her career." Minister West immediately extended his hand to her enthusiastically.
Sylvia had no choice but to reach out and shake his hand, and smiled: "Minster West, I am not very knowledgeable and I am not an expert. I am just on the average. I just want to carry forward my mother's career."
"West, Miss Daisy's perfume is now popular in Paris. She is really awesome. Even an old man like me wants to cooperate with her and enjoy her success and products."
"Mr. Francis, you are a leader in the rich world. Please help us young ones." Minister West joked.
"Sure."
Sylvia stood feeling extremely uncomfortable. When she raised her eyes, she saw Arthur's unpredictable eyes falling on her face. It was unclear whether they were mocking or approving.
Alas, she sighed secretly.
If she had known this, she might as well have stayed in the room and waited to follow the man back to Bridgewater Mansion. Now, she was really in a dilemma.
"You guys talk first, Miss Lancelot and I will go over there to discuss cooperation related matters." At that time, the man finally led Sylvia to the conference room next door.
Sylvia's tense string finally relaxed.
"Mr. Francis, may I ask your surname?" As things got to this point, Sylvia already knew that this middle-aged and elderly man named Francis must not be an ordinary person, but a big person. She was really curious.
The middle-aged and elderly man sat down next to her and said calmly, "My name is Francis Flipo. I went to the United States for development in my early years. I was recently invited to visit Paris. I happened to meet you at the banquet that day."
Sylvia followed.
In the Western-style banquet hall, the long red table is filled with all kinds of desserts, delicacies, and fine red wine, which complement each other and fill your nose with aroma.
When Sylvia walked in, the people inside were holding red wine glasses and talking and laughing in low voices with happy smiles on their faces.
She immediately saw Arthur standing under the lamp on the palace roof. He was chatting and laughing happily, and was full of energy.
"Aren't you coming to the dinner?" Arthur also saw her. After talking to the people around him, he came over and clinked glasses with Francis while asking sarcastically in Sylvia's ear.
Sylvia felt so miserable that she couldn't express it.
Could she say that she got lost while running away from him and met Francis by mistake?

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