The people from Oasis were indeed extremely difficult to deal with, and it was about an hour before they reluctantly showed any intention of signing.
Jasmine Yale was overwhelmed by their persistence and got up to go to the restroom.
This hotel was very luxurious, with ambiguous dim yellow lighting in the corridors, exuding a romantic atmosphere everywhere.
Jasmine Yale finally found some peace.
She touched up her makeup in the restroom and took a bottle of medicine from her bag.
Her work had been quite busy lately, and she occasionally suffered from headaches. Just now, the people from Oasis had given her a headache, and she had no choice but to take a pill to calm herself.
After taking the medicine, she looked at herself in the mirror; her makeup was clean, and her clothing was elegant. She tidied the small stray hairs by her ear before heading back to the conference hall with her bag.
