"Uh, this champagne is really strong. Do you guys have to get drunk to make negotiations happen?!"
-- Emma
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Alex flashed a confident smirk. "I? I'm off to charm some ladies. They won't be able to resist my charm, right? Hehe, this is going to be a blast." His grin widened, already envisioning a series of exaggerated encounters in his mind.
"Oh my! Still not getting it, huh? How many times do I have to tell you, Alex? No girl is going to fall for your looks alone. They're only interested in wealthy men, even if their faces—" Benz paused as he and Alex exchanged a knowing glance. Their gazes then shifted towards the couple in the corner, who remained relatively unnoticed by the rest of the attendees.
"Hah! Spare me, Benz! Don't let me slip up and insult those high-ranking folks, alright?"
