The new Shanghai Stock Exchange in 2157 is forever immersed in a hazy neon halo. The suspended traffic flow silently slides on the magnetic track hundreds of meters above the ground, leaving a fleeting streak of light; the holographic billboards shuttle randomly between the buildings, forcing cold product information into every passerby's field of vision; even the vending machine on the street corner will only make an emotionless electronic sound when it spits out a drink: "The transaction is completed, I wish you a happy life - the system determines that the happiness level is 37%, it is recommended to supplement emotional nutrients."
