This is a gathering of the big shots of the whole country. Dim lights, sparkling champagne glasses, half-naked dancers on the stages. And there are a lot of people, from officials, ministers, to the heads of the conglomerate. Everyone has money and is very rich.

Tighnari wanders among them, adjusting his immaculate black suit every now and then and shuffling his patent leather boots on the sparkling floor. He's bored. His wife did not go, she told him that it was Tighnari's problem to appear in public places. She just wants to relax and spend his money. And anyway, don't let him touch her.

For some reason, today's meeting is being held exclusively in confidence. Gold and silver masks with silk bases, wigs. Tighnari wasn't worried about that. With his long ears, it's hard not to recognize the young billionaire.

Finally, your eyes met. Who are you? Ordinary servant? A young businesswoman, an official?