Jiangcheng, Yundian International Club.
In the splendid hall, the crystal chandeliers reflected dazzling light, and the air was filled with the smell of expensive cigar fragrance and top-grade perfume. With fragrant clothes and shadows on the temples, people drinking wine and drinking wine. This is the vanity fair of Jiangcheng's upper class, and every inch of the carpet is soaked in the smell of money and power.
And I, Lin Yin, wearing a cheap suit washed white, standing in the shadow in the corner of the hall, like an out of place sculpture.
