Because one of the world's Top 100 DJs was performing, the bar was much busier than usual. The VIP booths in the front row had to be reserved in advance.
"Xiao Shao is here? We've kept the booth you reserved for you."
Xiao Shao had just entered when he was respectfully ushered over. He was probably a regular at this bar.
"Uncle Sun, if you didn't reserve a booth in advance, why don't you join us tonight?" Xiao Shao extended the invitation, adding a reminder, "There probably won't be any empty booths left tonight."
"You guys go ahead and have fun, don't mind me," Sun Dasheng refused. He couldn't bring himself to mooch off a young man's booth.
He beckoned the bar manager over. "Do you have any booths left?"
