Liu Wei, the young master Liu's gathering ended in the evening, not because Liu Wei was a poor host—on the contrary, he had arranged a lavish dinner and nightlife was just beginning. However, Chu Mo had more important matters and naturally couldn't afford to hang around with a bunch of second-generation youths causing a ruckus all night.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the Capital City's Futong Building was bustling, to say the least. The street in front of the Futong Building had traffic control implemented in advance. By seven o'clock, an hour before the party was to begin, the area was already jammed with various luxury cars.
Tonight, a high-profile charity gala was to be held here. Across Hua Country, any family with a bit of influence had been invited. Of course, when we talk about families with influence here, we're referring to those with assets of at least ten billion. Anyone falling below this threshold simply wasn't qualified to set foot in the place.
