The signing had ended, but the day wasn't over yet.
Reporters weren't dismissed this time.
Instead, Conrad had something bigger planned. He asked his secretary to arrange a lunch for all of them at his hotel's restaurant.
They had closed the place for the day, turning it into a private hall. When they entered, what greeted them first was the setup.
It was filled with round tables, with white tablecloths and flower arrangements on top. A chandelier hung in the middle of the restaurant, and the lighting was warm and dimmed, giving a cozy feeling.
Inside, waiters moved with precision. They carried trays of water and glasses filled with wine. The sound of conversations filled the space as reporters mingled around each other. All of them were asking about each other's lives, while some talked about the contract signing that had just happened.
