Very soon, a few people followed Zhao Yan to the first floor, where the music was noticeably quieter. At the front of the hall was a small stage, with no traditional buffet table, but there was plenty of champagne and beer to take freely. A cocktail bar was set up, and servers in flashy outfits also provided individual drink lists and menus to suit various needs.
Through the front door, in the outdoor garden area, there was a barbecue bar. A bearded chef with an exotic flair was tossing seasonings, seemingly accompanied by a magician performing nearby, drawing quite a crowd.
"This way."
Zhao Yan glanced around and quickly led a few people to a round table in a side hall where several young men in expensive attire were chatting and laughing.
"Peng Bro!"
