As soon as I took the champagne, two people came over and greeted Shelton.
"Mr. Cowell, I didn't expect to see such a busy man like you here. Lucky me." A man in a black tuxedo spoke first.
Another man in a light-colored suit followed. "That's right, Mr. Cowell. The thing we talked about last time..."
"Sorry, my fiancee is here. She felt bored when she heard about my work, so if you have anything to talk about, leave it to my office."
Before the man in a light-colored suit could finish his words, Shelton interrupted him.
Both of them looked at me at the same time. At first, they were puzzled, but then they seemed to think of something. They both said, "Your fiancee is beautiful. You're a lucky man, Mr. Cowell."
"Yeah, we are so envious of you."
They flattered first, and then the man in a light-colored suit said, "Mr. Cowell, tomorrow morning, I will go to your office, is that okay?"