As if seeing what Aria was thinking, the man stood up and smiled at her, “Hello, I am Mr. Dixon’s secretary. You can call me Allan.”
“Secretary?” Betty pointed at him and said bluntly, “So you are not Mr. Dixon?”
“Mr. Dixon has something to deal with, so he left. He asked me to wait for you guys here.” Allan replied.
Aria nodded, “Well, what is the matter?”
“Have a seat first.” Allan pointed to the sofa opposite.
Betty helped Aria to sit down.
Allan poured them two cups of tea, and then explained, “Here is the thing. We are not locals. So we have no influence in Golden City, but it happened to win the bid, so we wanted to find a partner to help design the clothes for the winter fashion show.”
“That’s great.” Betty really wanted to recommend Aria, but she was stopped by her.
“Sorry, she is a bit lively.” Aria smiled at Allan.
Allan waved his hand, “Never mind.”