These few minutes were a complete 360-degree turn for Will.
Siqin's arrival was obviously to support him, which made Will feel flattered. Why?
He was well aware of the importance of the Berkeley family, but he had only met Mr. Sitchin once and had never spoken to him. Their status was so different, why did the other party favor him?
In the midst of his excitement, Will suddenly thought of his boss.
"Is it Mr. Victor?"
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Victor yawned outside, suddenly felt a little cold, and started muttering in his heart.
"My subordinates are eating roast chicken in the warm banquet hall, and the boss is eating bread outside and getting cold. How can there be a boss as good as me in this world..."
This little episode was basically over. Alger took out the document and asked Will, Jason and three other gentlemen to sign it.
He showed the signed documents to everyone, announcing that the five people had officially become members of the Huimin Chamber of Commerce.
Seeing that the matter was settled, Victor left his seat by the window and went for a leisurely stroll.
Now that the big problem is solved, Will has to rely on himself next. Victor is going to take a nap in the carriage.
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In the banquet hall, the music sounded again, the waiters cooperated with the chefs to serve the guests, and the dinner officially began.
People exchanged cups and cups and discussed various topics.
But Jason had a gloomy look on his face. When he was sitting at the table with Pierce, he heard people around him talking about him.
The topics almost always include words like prodigal, dog gambling, or liar, which are very harsh.
He picked up the cup and took a swig, and became even more angry when he found that there was no wine left.
"Damn Prohibition, damn Floyd, I can't even get a good drunk."
Pierce leaned on a cane and reached out to comfort him: "Calm down, Jason, there is no loss for us. We have also joined the Chamber of Commerce, right?"
"But where is my reputation?!"
Jason slammed the table so hard that he knocked over the wine glass filled with grape juice, and the juice immediately splashed onto his white suit.
"Fuck! Son of a bitch!"
He couldn't help but uttered a foul language, which aroused the dissatisfaction of several other guests at the same table, and they voluntarily left the table and went elsewhere.
Jason ignored the looks of others and raised his hand to point to Will who was chatting with several old members.
"That guy must have licked Siqin's stinky feet to get Siqin to support him! Look at the group of cowards around him who are following the trend."
Although Jason's words were unpleasant, his judgment was sound.
Since Sitchin appeared on the stage and publicly supported Will, many people have begun to speculate about Will's relationship with the Berkeley family, so they took the initiative to talk to him to build relationships.
Will kept using polite words to evade. He noticed that Siqin did not sit down to eat, so he stood up and went to him with a glass of wine, but was stopped by the other party's two bodyguards.
"Mr. Siqin, I...I want to thank you..."
Siqin didn't take off his coat and hat. It was obvious that he didn't plan to stay at the banquet venue much longer, let alone sit down and dine.
Leaning on an ebony cane, Siqin glanced at Will indifferently and said.
"I'm just helping my friends. Now I'm leaving. You can take your time and play with these people."
It was obvious that Siqin was not interested in this kind of gathering. When Alger found out about it, he and several other big guys came over and asked him to stay. However, Siqin sent him away after only a few words of conversation.
Watching the Berkeley family leave, many people breathed a sigh of relief.
"I finally left..."
"It would be great if Mr. Dutch is still alive..."
Will watched Siqin leave, and then sat back to his previous position, and his movements were seen by Jason, like a ray of light on his back.
At this time, a middle-aged man suddenly came to Jason, lowered his head and said to him.
"Mr. Johnson... about the investment plan you talked to me about before the banquet, I think... I'd better withdraw."
Jason turned to look at the man and was about to speak, but the other man didn't give him a chance to fight for it and left after speaking.
This scene made Jason even more depressed. He clenched his fists tightly and said to Pierce through gritted teeth: "That bastard Siqin, what he did will make it impossible for me to negotiate any business. What's the use of joining the Chamber of Commerce?"
As soon as he finished expressing his annoyance, Jason suddenly stood up and walked straight towards Will, but was grabbed by Pierce halfway.
"Don't stop me, I have to teach that country bumpkin a lesson!"
"Don't be like this, Jason, if you hit him, everyone here will look down on you even more."
Jason was immediately furious.
"Then what do you want me to do? I won't tolerate this tone! This Will Evans, not only did he humiliate me, but even his coachman humiliated me!"
Pierce grabbed Jason's hand tightly: "Listen to me, friend, there are other ways to vent this bad breath, and it will be more humiliating to this Will Evans."
Jason paused and looked at Pierce with squinted eyes.
"Our people are all outside. It would be too easy for them to take advantage of this dinner to do something."
Jason seemed to understand, with a sinister smile on his face.
"Okay, I'll leave it to you to deal with it. I know you brought them from the east, and you're pretty ruthless."
Pierce nodded and limped out of the venue with a cane.
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On the other side, Will sat upright and talked with other people at the same table.
He is different now than he was at the beginning.
He is quite famous in the Chamber of Commerce, and many people want to get to know him and are willing to communicate with him.
At this moment, a waiter suddenly came over and secretly handed Will a note.
Will picked it up and glanced at it, then frowned.
"Sorry everyone, I need to keep you company for a while."
"Then you have to come back soon. I have a few friends who also want to get to know you."
Accompanying Smiley, Will left the table and walked along the back corridor to the second floor, where he met Jofur Depelin in an uninhabited corner.
"Oh! My dear, you are so wonderful. I was really worried about you...I'm sorry, I couldn't..."
"Mrs. de Perin, thank you for speaking for me tonight. I will repay this favor in the future."
"Um...what's wrong with you, my dear, why do you call me Madame de Perin."
Will's expression was cold, without any of the infatuation or fanaticism he had before.
He avoided Jofur who was about to hug him, stopped him and said: "Mrs. Depelin, as a married lady, please be more reserved."
Will couldn't stand that old face and fat figure for a moment.
I originally wanted to use Joful to turn a deaf ear to Alger and let him reserve the spot for me, but in the end not only did he lose his virginity, but he almost became a laughing stock.
In the end, the boss has to rely on his connections to save the day.
There is no need for him to endure this tone any longer. Now that he has the Berkeley family as his backer, this Jofall is no longer of use to Will.
"You...what do you mean? Are all the things you said to me false?" Yoful suddenly became a little angry.
Wilhelm immediately replied righteously: "Please don't talk nonsense. When did I say anything to you? Madam de Perin, we just met for the first time today, and your husband is still down there. Do you want to...
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"So you are afraid of Alger." Jofur seemed to have misunderstood, "Don't worry, he is not in the banquet hall down there, so please stop pretending and say you still love me, okay?"
After hearing this, Will's expression changed slightly. He held on to the railing and glanced secretly below. At first glance, he did not see Alger.
He is the core figure of this banquet and the rotating chairman. Where is he now?