People kept grinding on me as I continued by.

The air smells horrible, I cover my nose as my feet leads me slowly but skillfully through the crowd. It's so packed today.

The open door leading to the lower floor meets my eyes, four guards stand by. I push the rest of the people dancing as if they were dying or something and eixt the dance floor. I do a quick smile at the guards,  they immediately move.

I climb down the steps into a vast whole new world. The air smells like a light cologne,  even wine and beer.

I fix my skirt and my shirt as soon as I step towards a wooden door with a name plate: Mr. Concord.

I breathe and enter in.

The deep voice I hear with a slight korean accent stops. I see my father, Mr.Concord look my way. I do a tight smile, my eyes dancing around the intense filled room, a few guards here and there, some men from another gang, about two seated on the couch.  

She sits by her father, who looks at her and gestures to the young man who begins, his eyes capture hers. 

Thank you Mr. Concord. My gang and I enjoy our exchanges."

My father nods, "As to you Gdragon. Your gang is great. It keeps up with the times."

And he kept stealing glances at me. Gdragon.... Hmph...i don't know how long you're going to be doing business with my father but I hate you already.... Gdragon.