When I finished, everyone at the table erupted in laughter. Cherry Corp's Deputy General Manager even spat out his food.
"Double the money? Heavens! I think you drank too much. Do you think we don't know what's going on with your company? You're facing a liquidity crisis and are almost on the verge of bankruptcy! Yet, you're talking about profit?"
"He's right. No matter how much money we toss at your company, it's unlikely to turn into profit."
"Today, we had dinner with you because of Miss Sullivan. We hoped to give your company a helping hand while we were at it. But who would have expected that a useless bum would ruin all the fun!"
I was a bit angry after their repeated insults. I said coldly, "You should be a bit more respectful."
"Or what? I'm going to do whatever the hell I wan
