The next day.
The Chang Family Club.
Inside the second-tallest building in downtown Hong Kong Government.
Sir Chang stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out over the unobstructed city and the reasonably beautiful sea view.
An inexplicable surge of smug satisfaction rose within him.
After half a lifetime of striving, he finally had Hong Kong Government beneath his feet.
"Sir... Legislative Council members Congressman Zhang and Congressman Situ, and Deputy Minister Tan of the Ministry of Justice, have arrived."
His secretary respectfully pushed open the door and presented him with his pure gold cane.
"Let's go meet them. Have you prepared what I asked for?"
"We urgently brought in fifty million worth of gold bars and laid them out on the table as you instructed."
His secretary grinned and flattered him. "I'm sure nobody could refuse those glittering things."
"No..." Like a sage above worldly concerns, Sir Chang patted his secretary's shoulder and delivered his wisdom. "You're wrong. The value of gold lies in... what it can accomplish for its owner."
"All you know is how to make money. You don't understand that spending it is the real art."
Sir Chang straightened the medals on his chest and strode smugly toward the door.
"Yes, ordinary people like us could never have your vision, sir. Having the chance to learn at your side is the greatest blessing of my life."
His secretary hurried ahead to open the door for him.
Inside the conference room.
A very long conference table was covered with a red cloth.
One corner had been lifted, exposing the golden objects beneath.
Three potbellied men in immaculate suits stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows, holding glasses of red wine.
Like Sir Chang, they looked down over all of Hong Kong Government.
"Oh, Chang, there you are. Why did