New Dehli.
The capital of the India Sector in this era.
As the Minister of Information and Communication for the Genetic Committee of the India Sector, Givari arrived at the office early in the morning. He was in a good mood.
As soon as he sat down, the beautiful secretary brought him the tea and snacks.
When one was old, looking at beautiful things would always be pleasing to the eye.
It was customary for Givari to enjoy his refreshments before beginning his day's work.
But before Givari could start enjoying his refreshments, his personal communications device beeped.
A call came in.
Givari frowned slightly. He did not like the way his life was being disrupted.
However, most of the people who could access his personal communication device had a social status equivalent to his.
Although it was a relatively unfamiliar phone number, he still had to answer it.