The bar section.
Wei Hang swaggered into the bar, greeting several acquaintances as he passed.
He stood on the first floor, scanning the room, then looked around in various directions. Not spotting Lu Fengxuan, he pulled out his phone and called her, asking where she was.
"Bartender, make me a Margarita," Wei Hang snapped his fingers, sitting down at the bar counter.
The bartender skillfully mixed a cocktail for him and handed it over, fawning, "Young Master Wei, your Margarita is ready. Please enjoy."
"By the way, let me ask you something."
Wei Hang tossed a red bill to the bartender as a tip and asked:
"Did you see a woman in a white suit come in just now? Where did she go? Do you remember?"
"She's quite pretty. I saw her come in earlier—she definitely caused a stir. Think carefully."
The bar counter faced the entrance directly, and, with Wei Hang's description, the bartender quickly recalled.
