Guo Yi remained silent.
After leaving the airport, Presidential One headed straight down the highway towards the Presidential Residence.
Arriving at the White House.
The White House was not as bustling or as grandiose as imagined. It sat quietly in the Columbia district of Washington, D.C. It was an inseparable part of the President's Park. However, the surroundings were beautiful, the air was clean, and the sky was bluer than back in China.
At the entrance of the White House, there was a large lawn, neatly trimmed and clean. Soldiers stood guard.
Compared to it, many government buildings in China were more beautiful, more imposing, and more grand than the White House. The entire White House was just a simple building that was not minimalist.
"Mr. Guo, please come inside!" Jack said hastily.
