The restaurant was located on the second floor.
When they arrived at the door, the two vice presidents did not follow them in.
They searched Locke's body and left his cell phone behind.
Secretary Deborah pushed open the door.
A white-haired old man was already sitting at the main table. He looked very dignified!
"Hello, Mr. Casey!"
Seeing that the other party had arrived, the president stood up and walked over to hold Locke's hand.
"Nice to meet you! This is a small gift, please accept it!" Locke handed over the gift in his hand.
Looking at the exquisite packaging, the president's eyes lit up. He felt that it was not an ordinary item.
After a few minutes of courtesy, Locke asked, "May I know how to address you, Mr. President?"
After taking a puff of his cigar, the president smiled and said, "Just call me Antoine! Please sit!"
The two sat down at the same time, which was quite far from each other.