Chapter 87

Trista's pov

"Anyway, the doctor of the group is in the office on the second floor. The doctor can tell at a glance who is real and who is fake! If someone deliberately slows down the meeting process and is found out, they will all be fired! There is no point in begging anyone!" I said slowly.

Several directors looked at each other and could only pretend that everything was fine, one by one

"Since Miss Trista said it, let us keep our focus on business. I just have a weak heart. It should not be a problem to just finish a session. Let us move on!"

"We just had a lot of asthma. I‘m much relieved now."

"I just thought I was going to get diarrhea, but I did not expect to have some air in my stomach right now. I go to the bathroom after the meeting. It's not a big deal..."

One by one, they returned to their seats.