Nancy Maddox glanced at the time and said, "It's already 8 o'clock, guests will probably be arriving soon.
We'd better hurry down to greet them."
"Okay."
Lionel Yeager nodded.
"Wait."
Nancy Maddox suddenly stopped Lionel Yeager.
"What's wrong?"
Lionel Yeager looked puzzled.
Nancy Maddox looked him up and down, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and said, "Mr. Yeager, you're the president after all. Why didn't you dress more formally today?
Is it really okay to dress so casually?"
Lionel Yeager said helplessly, "I don't care so much about clothes; I just wear whatever is comfortable.
Moreover, all the guests who are coming today already know me, so I don't need to dress too formally."
"Alright, alright, you're the president, so what you say goes."
Nancy Maddox shook her head and then said, "Mr. Yeager, I'm going to go to the bathroom. You go ahead and go down first."
"Alright."
Lionel Yeager replied.
