Several days passed and thankfully Xiang Linxin's memories did not fail her.
A masquerade party was announced on a secret channel to be held by a local tycoon in a multipurpose hall veiled by the building of a barely operating foundation corporation building. Those from the upper ranks who heard of the news knew that it was not for celebration, but for some shady purposes.
It was an unofficial gathering of people from both the business and government sectors who made dealings about stuff like bribery and tax evasions. Anything that worked best for one's interest yet couldn't see the light of the sun. Xiang Linxin even once overheard her father and a trusted aide talking about an underground mafia lord participating, offering women and illegally traded items to some dignitaries.
