"I feel like a gladiator heading to the arena, Chan."
In the rest room next to the California Senate Chamber, Lisa and Cheng Daqi were sitting formally in their suits.
The blonde woman clearly was not accustomed to such intense and special occasions.
Thinking about the greetings from many senators she would face soon, the CEO of New Era felt slightly suffocated.
"This is not an arena; everyone inside is older than you. If a real fight breaks out, you might just cut through them."
Cheng Daqi's dark joke was hellish; Lisa couldn't muster a laugh, but she squeezed out a smile out of social etiquette.
"Will you sit in the spectator seats later?"
If Cheng could sit nearby, she reckoned she'd perform better.
For some reason, seeing the nervous Lisa, Cheng felt like laughing.
Even a powerful woman has her moments of weakness, this just meant she needed more experience.
"Of course, don't worry. If someone throws a shoe at you, my shoe size is definitely bigger—I'll knock them out!"
