As Xia Lu entered the gates, she realized it was indeed a funeral, but not the kind where a group of people line up to bow in grief before the deceased. It was more of an after-ceremony farewell reception.
Inside the luxurious and extravagant hall, everyone was whispering among themselves, indistinguishable from any other event she had attended, except for the dress code. Had Zhou Mingchen not mentioned this was a memorial service for the former mayor, she would have thought she was merely at a common party with a black and white dress code.
Soon, a middle-aged man in a neat suit walked to the center, drawing everyone's attention, and the noise naturally ceased.
"Today, we gather for Mayor Qian's farewell reception. Everyone present has previously interacted with him - many of you his longtime friends," Lu Shengming said. "As Mayor Qian's successor, I would like to say a few words on his behalf."
