Chapter 124 Good Service
Who knew what kind of invitation was needed just for a drink, there wasn’t a banquet with a bunch of
rules.
"Wesley Smith invited me here, would you go in and announce it?" Harriet rk spoke with patience.
However, the security guard said strictly, "Sorry, Miss Harriet. You can''t go in without an invitation."
Harriet rk was so angry that she couldn''t help but smile. Wasn''t it obvious to embarrass her? The
security guard had known her name was Harriet. Wesley Smith should have told him before, but now
he deliberately refused to let her in and let her make a fool of herself at the door. Who believed it if it
wasn''t intentional.
"Are you going in? If you don''t, please excuse me.” Someone was there to urge.
Harriet rk had to give the way. Len Davis said when he saw the situation, "Let''s go back since Mr.
Wesley doesn''t wee you?"
"No way!" Harriet rk frowned, "I can''te back without doing something."
Besides, she was determined to get some information from Wesley Smith. She heard what he said
before; it was obvious that he had found out the whereabouts of her brother.
At this time, an impatient voice sounded behind her, "Who is so ignorant of the rules to block the door?"
Harriet rk turned around and found out that it was Camille Brown''s personal assistant who was
leading the way, she was trying to push her away impolitely, but Camille Brown said with azy tone,
"be polite, this is Miss Harriet."
The personal assistant was stunned, then humbly bowed her head and stopped talking, while Camille
Brown looked at the situation and immediately got a general picture.
"Miss Harriet, did you forget to bring the invitation?"
Harriet rk didn''t expect that this woman would help her out of embarrassment, so she didn''t
hesitate, "Yes, it''s a hurry to go out." Camille Brown waved to the security guard. "Are you blind? How
dare you stop Miss Harriet?"
With that, she stepped forward and looked at Harriet rk, "Let''s go in together. I''m also looking for
Boss Wesley. Don''t you mind? "
"No.”
She would have a chance to talk to Wesley Smith alone as long as she can get in.
Naturally, the security guard did not dare to stop them. They entered the bar together.
To be exact, it was more like arge-scale high-ss club. The decoration was elegant and fresh on
one side and noisy on the other, the upstairs was suitable for chatting, and the downstairs was suitable
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for indulgence. The superior sound instion ss and pattern distribution made the two venues with
different styles looked surprisingly pleasant.
Harriet rk sighed that it was a ce where only rich people could afford to y. It was estimated
that ordinary bars can only afford a fraction of the cost of decoration and space.
"Why help me?" Harriet rk couldn''t help speaking as she was about to go upstairs.
The only few encounters with Camille Brown were not pleasant, Harriet rk could see the disdain in
her eyes, but it was undeniable that she did help to solve the problem just now.
Camille Brown turned her head. "You''re Boss Wesley''s ex girlfriend. Even if I don''t respect you, I
should respect Boss Wesley."
Harriet rk was skeptical about this exnation. "You said I was an ex, and Mr. Wesley and I are no
longer rted. You don''t have to do that."
Camille Brown covered her mouth and chuckled, "Don''t get me wrong. I don''t want to help you, but I
know you muste here to find Wesley. To be honest, I''m curious about how you seduced him, so I
specially let you in. Don''t let me down."
Didn''t she just want to see who Wesley Smith liked better? She was so honest.
Len Davis stayed downstairs in silence. He stayed in a card seat to watch the changes after receiving a
reassuring look from Harriet rk.
The door of a private room upstairs was opened by Camille Brown, The air in the room was still fresh in
addition to some alcohol, which was different from the smoky environment in other rooms.
"Boss Wesley, it''s really a great honor for you toe here today. All the expenses today will be
recorded in my ount. Just enjoy yourself."
Harriet rk heard an ingratiating voice as soon she as entered the door.
"Oh, isn''t this Miss Camille? Come in please.” The bar owner looked at the door, greeted warmly, then
he looked at Harriet rk followed and didn''t know what to say.
Harriet rk didn''t care. She nodded politely and entered the room.
"Camille, how did youe here? You arete. You''ll be punished to drink."
Some of the men here looked about the same age as Wesley Smith, each of them was bright and
beautiful, and their appearance was excellent. It seemed that all of them were heirs or new owners in
the rich or noble circle, and none of them could be provoked. It was just one young, exuberant man
who was gloating over Camille brown''s beingte.
Camille Brown was not annoyed. She took a red wine ss and said with a smile, "OK, I''ll punish
myself."
She was about to drink, but a young man next to her grabbed her ss and drank it all away, then
raised the bottom of the cup for several people.
"It''s not good for a girl to drink too much. I''m willing to be punished instead of her, Camille, sit down
quickly. "
Everyone understood what the man meant, but there was a slight irritation in Camille Brown''s eyes,
and she sat next to Wesley Smith in the middle.
Harriet rk knew that the development of people in the entertainment industry was inseparable from
the funding of the sponsor since she was involved in the entertainment industry. The promotion of
people depended on these big men in the business circle. Therefore, as a qualified entertainment
person, she could recognize several familiar faces in addition to Wesley Smith.
For example, the man who drank for Camille Brown was called "Song Junfeng". He was the
representative of the Song Group and had the final say in the Song family, and also appeared in the
financial magazines as frequent as Wesley Smith.
"This is --" Harriet rk was finally noticed by someone.
Camille Brown volunteered, "Boss Wesley, Miss Harriet said she came to see you. I don''t think she
brought an invitation, so I brought her here. Is there anything wrong with it?"
Wesley Smith finally raised her deep eyes and gave Harriet rk a stingy look.
People also looked at her with surprise and disdain. Harriet rk let them examine and looked directly
at Wesley Smith. "Boss Wesley, you said you would give me an answer as long as I came here."
Wesley Smith satzily on the leather sofa, his slender fingers were rubbing the edge of the white wine
ss, which made him just like the king in this territory, and said in a voice that couldn''t be ignored,
"drink it."
With that, He raised his ss to signal.
Harriet rk was stunned. She looked at the high concentration of "vodka" in the man''s hand and
hesitated a little. However, she took it after thinking about "good service" he said before.
Although she drank some due to social intercourse. In fact, her drinking capacity was not good, which
was limited to low-degree alcohol such as beer and red wine. She really seldom drank this kind of
alcohol.
The others looked at each other with aplicated look.
Wesley Smith didn''t let the woman sit down or give her a good respect, and he wanted to embarrass
her. People had known who she was without thinking.
Harriet rk took a sip and was about to put it down when Wesley Smith said, "Drinking it up."
The air seemed to be coated with ice.
Harriet rk looked at arge ss of alcohol left in her hand and said with difficulty, "I''m not good at
drinking."
On one side, Camille Brown immediately said, "Boss Wesley, forget it. It''s a bit stomach damaging to
drink such arge ss. Miss Harriet already looks pale. Why don''t you..."
"Don''t let me repeat it a second time." Wesley Smith ordered mercilessly as if he didn''t hear it.
Harriet rk''s face was really ugly. After all, she didn''t eat at night, and now she was embarrassed by
this man. So it was strange that this ss of liquor didn''t hurt her stomach.
"Will you tell me the truth when I finish drinking?"