Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

"That sounds great." Luke would not miss such a good opportunity. He led Luca and followed behind Marcos.
Jason and the others stayed where they were.
Several of them took wine glasses from the waiter's tray. They could not help but sigh in admiration when they saw the scene in
front of them.
"This place is so well designed," the employee of the design department said.
"Of course, this was designed by Mikal, the master of interior design in the last century," Jason said. He did some research after
they were invited to the manor for the banquet.
The other female employee looked at Luke and Luca. She could not help but say, "Is it an illusion? The boss and Dr. Craw look
great together."
Jason glanced at them and took a sip of his wine. It was not an illusion. He reminded them, "These words can't be said out loud.
The boss should never hear them."
"I know, Mr. Doyle. I'm just admiring," the female employee said.
She had worked in T Corporation for a while, so she knew what to say and what not to say.
With the help of Marcos, Luke and Luca held their wine glasses and were introduced to the people around them. They
exchanged business cards with each other.
The people in the hall were already a little familiar with Luke. After the introduction from Marcos, they were more than willing to
befriend him.
Luca stayed by Luke's side. Occasionally, when she needed to speak, she would converse in fluent Russian.
Others looked at her with a look of astonishment in their eyes.
Luke was a little jealous. He regretted having Luca dress up so delicately as the eyes of those men were all locked on her.
Russians were warm and open. Once their eyes fell on Luca, they could not shift their gaze away.
Luke did not want to show his temper in front of so many people.

After all, this was not his home ground. He had to give Marcos face. The cooperation had just begun, so the relationship
between them could not be affected.
After Marcos took Luke around, he noticed that Luke seemed slightly annoyed. He said apologetically, "Mr. Crawford, sorry,
others like to look at beautiful people."
"It's okay." That was all Luke could say.
Marcos smiled and said, "Mr. Crawford, my subordinates also want to meet you and talk to you. Why don't you come with me?"
Luke knew that Marcos was building bridges for them just now, but what was about to come was the real highlight.
He nodded and said, "My subordinates would like to meet you too."
"That's perfect. Let's head in together?" Marcos said with a smile.
"Okay." Luke gestured to Jason, who was in the distance.
Jason had been paying attention to Luke. When he saw the gesture, he nodded and said to Mr. Zac and the others, "Let's go.
The boss is asking for us. The real party is about to start."
"I heard that Russians are very good at drinking. Mr. Doyle, are you afraid?" Mr. Zac asked with a smile although Jason had
been with Luke for a while and had to socialize with business partners often.
Nevertheless, the average amount of alcohol consumed by the people in A City and the Russians seemed to be incomparable.
Russians grew up with vodka vats surrounding them.
"I was quite scared before and afraid that I wouldn't be able to get out of bed tomorrow. But I felt okay with Dr. Craw's hangover
prevention medicine," Jason said as they walked toward Luke.
Mr. Zac had taken the hangover prevention medicine as well.
He had a lot of business meetings that involved drinking. He would take some hangover recovery solutions in advance so that
his work the next day would not be affected.
However, the effects of those general hangover recovery solutions that he took were not great.

As such, he could not help but wonder about Luca's hangover prevention medicine. "It's that incredible?"
"You'll find out tomorrow." Jason smiled mysteriously and walked up to Luke. "Mr. Marcos, hello."
"Hello, Mr. Doyle." Marcos fluently switched between English and Russian. "Everyone, this way, please."
They followed Marcos into the room next to the living room.
Several of M Group's managers were already seated in their chairs. When they saw them walk in, they stood up eagerly to
welcome them.
Jason looked back and said, "Mr. Marcos, is it okay to keep those guests outside?"
"Of course, it doesn't matter. I didn't hold this banquet tonight. It's my uncle. I just thought of introducing Mr. Crawford to them,"
Marcos explained.
The banquet was originally going to be held at a hotel, but since there was already a banquet held in the manor, Marcos thought
of holding it here as well.
Luke had done him a big favor, so in return, he introduced the people out there to him.
"I see." Jason smiled. He looked at the executives of M Group and thought to himself that they would be drinking plenty of bottles
tonight.
Sure enough, as expected, for the next two or so hours, the drinking session inside was in full swing despite the noise outside.
Luca was one of the few women, but she also had to drink a fair bit.
She felt fine because she had taken the hangover prevention medicine in advance.
Three hours later.
The noise outside gradually quieted down.
The housekeeper of the manor knocked on the door, walked in, and said respectfully, "Sir, the banquet outside has ended and all
the guests have left. Do you need me to prepare guest rooms for our guests here?"
Marcos was wasted. He looked at Luke and asked, "Mr. Crawford, why don't you stay in the manor tonight?"

Luke was drunk as well and glanced at Luca. She did not look very drunk, but her cheeks were already flushed. He said, "No, the
hotel car is outside. We can just go back to the hotel to rest."
"If necessary, we can also arrange a guest room for the driver waiting outside," Marcos said enthusiastically. He loved making
friends through drinking. After this round of drinking, he admired Luke very much and wanted to talk to him more about the
corporate world.
"Mr. Marcos, we'll still have a chance to drink in the future." Luke insisted. It was Marcos' manor, and he did not think it was a
good idea to stay there since it was the first time they visited.
He agreed to stay at Ray's villa the last time because there was no way out as the roads were blocked due to heavy snow.
If he could leave, he would definitely have left.
No matter how familiar he was with the person and how good the relationship was, Luke would still keep a certain distance in
these circumstances.
"Okay then." Marcos did not insist when he saw how keen Luke was to leave.
It was getting late, so he announced the end of the party.
Several of M Group's senior managers were knocked out.
Those from T Corporation were all fine.
Those who were not drunk stood up. Luke told Marcos not to send him off because he knew that he had drunk a lot.
Marcos did not insist any longer. He was drunk and could barely bring himself to stand up.
After Luke and the others left, Marcos shook his head and said, "How did they drink so much?"
Those who bade their farewell to Luke and the others sat down on their chairs immediately after they left. One of them said
boldly, "Boss, did we drink from the same bottles as them?"