“Joanne, do you ever listen to yourself? Douglas is our best buddy, he will undoubtedly give us a hand if we need help.”

A man with a square face spoke up. He picked up his glass and downed it in one go.

Charlie glanced over at them briefly. He remembered them as his collegemates. The woman’s name was Joanne Hampton, and the man’s name was Jerry McLean.

Douglas replied timidly, “Oh no, I cannot take credit for all of that. Sigh, it’s a long story, just forget about it!”

He then looked at Cha