At the same time.
A thirty-six-story hotel.
In front of the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows, a man clad in white, hands in pockets, gazed down at the neon-lit night view of the East Sea.
"Why do you think the night view of East Sea is the most beautiful in all of Huaxia?"
He asked the elderly assistant beside him, dressed in a tailcoat.
The assistant bowed slightly, responding, "Because this is the financial center of the country, the busiest area, so the night view is beautiful?"
"No."
The young man in white smiled and said, "Because this place holds the lifeblood of countless people. If something goes wrong here, the entire nation's economy would undergo huge fluctuations. Therefore, this place belongs to those in control, and because of that control, it is beautiful."
"Yes," the assistant replied.
