Hendrix was quite anxious as he briskly walked to the VIP room. But his steps abruptly halted when someone suddenly stepped out of the room and accidentally bumped into him. “Sorry!” He inwardly groaned in annoyance as he didn't want to delay any longer. He was already ten minutes late to his meeting with Mr. Hermani and he couldn't afford to slip the opportunity away. Frowning, he briefly glanced at the woman before he continued walking past her as if she was just an insignificant decoration and followed the manager who was guiding him to the VIP room. A middle aged man sitting on the host seat welcomed him with a cold stare. “My apology for being late, Mr. Hermani,” he said formally as he entered the room. Mr. Hermani, who looked intimidating just a few seconds ago, suddenly smiled warmly at him and nodded in acknowledgement, “It's not your fault. Your plane just landed, I understand,” he said calmly. Hendrix subtly sighed in relief. He was a little agitated as he didn't want
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