At one o'clock in the morning, the dormitory building in the Eastern District of Imperial University was silent.
Aunt Wang, who was sleeping soundly and was disturbed from her warm bed by the cold wind, harbored a bellyful of complaints, but before she could voice her displeasure, she deflated in a second when facing the director responsible for student accommodation.
The building's door opened, and a young woman, striking like a beautiful female celebrity, rushed up to the director and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you," before running up the stairs.
Minutes later, she returned, not even glancing at Aunt Wang or the director, and walked straight toward the car.
In the darkness beneath the Chinese parasol tree, a black Maybach sat quietly.
The young woman approached, and the rear window slid down.