(Adrian) adjusted his clothes, and his features were serious and steadfast.
He stood in front of an office door, and an assistant came out and said: Go ahead, Mr. (Adrian).
(Adrian) enters into a large, spacious office, and in the middle is a large, antique office, and the place is full of pottery and antique paintings...
On one side there is a sofa and two antique and luxurious chairs. In the middle of the sofa sits an old man who appears dignified, holding a decorated stick, above which is a statue of a phoenix....
(Adrian) approached him, saluting him solemnly: Mr. President.
For the old man to indicate to him to sit, (Adrian) sat calmly and confidently, putting one leg on the other, saying: How is your health, Mr. President?!
For the man to look at him with a sharp insight, he says: And does what you do ever make me healthy?!
(Adrian) hugged his palms saying: I didn't do anything to stifle the president, and everything is going exactly as planned.