"Yes, sir." Chris obeyed.

...

In the evening, Martin arrived at a luxurious restaurant, went straight upstairs to Booth 302, greeted Mr. Cruz, and then started dining.

In the adjacent Booth 301, when Elisa hastened over, Steve was already there. They greeted each other, ordered dishes, and chatted while waiting for the meal.

Steve handed a stack of files to her, "These files cover the current operation of Gorilla Group and some project details, check them out."

"Mm." Elisa took the files and read them carefully.

After reading them through, she got a general plan in mind and spoke to Steve, "Start from these projects and interfere with Gorilla Group step by step. When it's almost done, we'll acquire it directly."

"Mm, I share the same view." Steve nodded in approval.

Elisa also nodded and continued, "It's not convenient for me to approach Gorilla, so I need your help with all of this. I'll send relevant files to you tomorrow morning, and the funds will go into your bank account by 3 p.m. tomorrow."

"Yeah, sure." Steve agreed and looked at her with more tenderness in his eyes, "The funds are not needed. I'll buy Gorilla and present it to you as a gift."

He had born the little beauty in his heart for so many years and found it reasonable to present her a gift.

"It's okay." Elisa declined, "Thank you for your kindness, but Gorilla is rightfully mine. Besides, I'm qualified to own it and want to get it back through my own power."

Although a little injured by the rejection, he knew about the little beauty's obstinate personality. Feeling less inadequate, he decided to honor her will, "Okay, your call, sweetheart."

"You are my boss, and I'll do everything as you command." Steve said indulgently.

Despite her helplessness, Elisa didn't take the appellation and his words to heart. She blurted out, "You're doing it again."

Since the two knew each other well, they could get along easily. The subjects and atmosphere could always be saved.

Then they talked about the detailed plans of acquiring Gorilla Group. After making sure no loopholes existed, they started the dinner and chatted about life.

Halfway through the meal, Elisa excused herself, "Excuse me, I need to use the bathroom."

"Mm, sure, go ahead." Steve responded.

Elisa nodded, stood up, and got out of the booth.

In Booth 302, the dinner party was almost over. Since all the subjects were talked about, Martin didn't plan to continue with the meal and felt depressed in the booth.

Then he told Mr. Cruz who sat next to him, "Please excuse me, I'm going out for a smoke break."

"Sure, go ahead." Mr. Cruz replied politely.

Martin left the booth, stood in front of a window in the corridor, and lit a cigarette.

After coming out of the bathroom, Elisa received a message from Mia about tomorrow's schedule. While walking, she replied to the message.

Her attention on the phone, she kept her head low and walked back following her sense of direction.

Then she bumped into a meat wall.

"Ah..." The impact shot a pang through her head, and she screamed instinctively. Losing her balance, she stomped back two steps.

She stood still and then realized that she bumped into someone. Although her head hurt, it was her fault for not watching the road.

Realizing that, she hurriedly apologized while raising her head, "Sorry, sorry, it's my inten..."

As soon as she saw the man's face, she was struck dumb, and her speech stopped halfway.

Martin? No way!