An invitation?
Upon hearing this, White Mitchell smiled slightly and responded: "I'm going back to my own company, why would I need an invitation?"
At these words, the two officers blocking the way burst into laughter.
"Your own company? Tell us, which company do you belong to? Which company is yours?" The two staff were clearly amused and started teasing.
But Mitchell, unfazed, replied: "Imperial Group!"
Huh?
The two glanced at each other and then burst into peals of laughter, bending over in mirth.
"You have some nerve. If Imperial Group is yours, then I would say Royal Group is mine."
"Exactly, stop boasting here. It's known to everyone that our CEO's name is Alan Austin. Come up with a better bluff because you can't sell this one."
"Alright, stop wasting our time and move on. Otherwise, our supervisor will come over and we'll end up being scolded because of you."