As the electronic music ramped up again, the seats near Han Lie were almost about to explode.
His own crew tried hard to maintain their composure, keeping a cool and aloof image, but the enthusiasm of the guys and gals outside was overwhelming.
The club was never short of scavengers looking to crash the podium or sneak onto a table. Wherever there's a presence, they squeeze in, and some bold ones might even try to sneak a spot by trickery to mooch booze and snap pictures for their social media.
The commotion created by Han Lie drew almost all eyes, naturally attracting these crashers.
The main table was hard to approach, but the brothers at the remaining tables were having a blast, picking and choosing from groups of girls trying to join in.
Before long, a few Eastern European models settled in the left booth, and the right booth selectively let in six or seven stunners, a group that rounded up the night's cream of the crop.
