The man in charge at the Chilei card artisan service center, Lee Carville, was completely flushed in the face. He was panting heavily and had his tie loosened, as though it was affecting his somewhat erratic breathing.
He was a respected man in the Pascal District if one came to think of it. However, that's all he was. On normal days, if a party of any importance was being held by any of the families, he might receive an invitation. But he was far from capable of inviting so many big figures with real authority.
Many of the VIPs present, like Qiao Fei, Mr. Stinger, and other such regional leaders, were people he usually couldn't possibly be in contact with. Even so, on that day, those rarely seen VIPs were all gathered at his tiny card artisan service center. His reputation was greatly enhanced.
