Night City, Yunxiao Technology Building.
Armed guards surrounded the entire building, creating an impenetrable perimeter. Without permission, not even a fly could get near the area.
Under the watch of these fully armed security guards, a fleet of high-end, bulletproof hovercars—vehicles the average person could never afford in a lifetime—were parked at the building's entrance.
Important figures in respectable suits, flanked by their secretaries and bodyguards, stepped out of their cars. They slowed their pace to chat with a few familiar board members before heading together into the building's exclusive VIP elevator once it was time.
The 201st floor, a magnificent, golden conference hall.
Waitresses with full-body golden cybernetic modifications pushed carts laden with high-end delicacies like fish belly, steak, caviar, and top-tier fruits, placing them on the immaculate long table.
