An Invitation

"Good afternoon, how can I help you?" Asked a beautiful woman in an office suit.

"I have a scheduled meeting with Madam Evernight, here is my identification card," A man in his twilight years with a few wrinkles on his otherwise handsome face smiled faintly in response to the android secretary. Behind this man who was dressed in high-end formal attire were two men in sets of bodyguard black outfits, their sunglasses masking their identities, at least from the perspective of a normal human eye, not the revolving iris of an Evernight android.

"Wait a moment, let me cross-reference with the database," The android secretary took the identification card and passed through the magnetic field to check for the possibility of forgery before running through the database for today's scheduled meetings. A moment later, she returned the identification card with a brilliant smile.