After so many years as a 'chess player', Lu Wenzheng could almost clearly see how Li Fei would checkmate him step by step!
Yet, none of his countermeasures were effective.
After sitting in the office for over ten minutes, Lu Wenzheng picked up the phone, turned the dial, and made a call:
"Where is he now?"
"Speed up, tell the other party that the transaction will start tonight."
...
Under the cover of night, the provincial city of Feng Province was brightly lit.
In the Lower District, rickshaws rolled over the cobblestone streets.
From the stained glass windows of the 'Red Sleeve Dance Hall' came melodious music, and girls in golden canary cheongsams leaned against the red lacquered railings, constantly waving to the guests below.
A skinny man dressed in a black robe walked indifferently into the grand entrance of the 'Red Sleeve Dance Hall'.
Inside the dance hall it was crowded with people coming and going, yet wherever the man went, the crowd naturally parted for him.
