"Pleasure to meet you, Ose." The man smiled and extended his hand.
Benjamin Turner was flattered, quickly shook his hand, and then gestured, "President Owen, this way please."
Ose Owen withdrew his hand, glanced around at the managers and waiters, as well as the decor, curled his lips, and then walked forward.
As the group entered the hall, all the waiters stopped moving. The hall lighting wasn't too bright, but the man at the front still drew everyone's attention. People were amazed, especially the women, as it was rare to see such a stylish and charismatic man who seemed easygoing and approachable.
When they reached the private room door, the six hostesses saw Ose from afar and were stunned. They couldn't hide their excitement and enthusiasm, their eyes gleaming. They vied with each other to pose in their most alluring manner, hoping to catch the man's eye.
