Your secretary, Leah, said that you have a meeting with the Vice President later during dinner time. She told you on the phone that she had arranged the meeting and made a reservation for a private room at a fancy Chinese restaurant.   You step out of your car and straighten your suit jacket before entering the restaurant. The server leads you to the private room to meet the Vice President. Once you open the door, you find Leah sitting across the table, waiting for you.   Leah takes a sip of her baijiu while looking at you. The corners of her lips curve up as she speaks to you. "The Vice President is not here. It's just me."