Emily shook her head, smiling wryly. "You've just played two games," she said. "Even though you've performed well, that shouldn't be enough for a company to go on and give you such a deal. It's kind of fishy when you think about it. So, I'm proposing we reject them right away."
"Moreover, I only agreed to meet with them on impulse after finding out that their representative was a Rosenborg executive. What was funny, though, was that he had a similar second name to mine."
"Who was it?" Zachary interjected, surprised by the fact that one of the club's executives was a representative of a betting company.
"It's someone called Johan Arne Anderson. The name further enticed me to meet with him—only to find out that he was a representative of BetNet international—and wanted to offer you a deal to become their ambassador."
