Jesse Rowan was quite eager to hear this sentence, and he immediately closed the file: "We'll continue this afternoon."
"Sure, shall we dine at the Cheney Family restaurant for lunch today?" Sylvan Cheney's tone remained that of a gentleman host, with little emotional fluctuation.
"Sounds good, I've heard the Cheney Family's top restaurant has flavors comparable to a national banquet." Jesse Rowan smiled.
"Then let's go, I can take you to try some of the Cheney Family's specialty dishes."
Sylvan Cheney stood up, the trousers of his black suit revealing his straight and long legs. He buttoned his suit and led Jesse Rowan to the restaurant.
Jesse Rowan followed alongside Sylvan Cheney.
He had to admire this man; even in the face of adversity, there was no sign of panic on his face. He even took him to dine at the restaurant.
