Jiangdong New District, Jinhai Road.
A huge LED curved screen cascades like a waterfall from the top of the department store, broadcasting an advertisement for a high-end perfume.
The images on the screen continuously change, illuminating the entire street in a dazzling array of colors, even the road is shimmering with a dreamlike hue.
In an alley not far from the bustling intersection, there's an unremarkable silver-gray Jinbei van parked.
The car windows are covered with dark anti-peep film, making it stand out among the sleek supercars and luxury sedans around it.
At this moment, six people are sitting inside the van.
"It's been almost twenty minutes, when is that legendary 'Chairman' coming?"
The speaker was the man in the passenger seat.
He looks in his early thirties, with a burly build, buzz cut, and wearing a tight black tactical vest.
His two arms are as thick as old tree roots, with clearly defined muscles, tattooed with a fierce downward-tiger.
