Beast Bar had its best day since opening. With everyone calling their friends, every seat, even the bar stools, were filled; Chu Xiaotu had no choice but to bring out the temporary plastic stools from the upstairs storeroom.
The patrons didn't mind. Even without stools, standing room was fine by them. With free drinks on offer, what more could they ask for? That day, other bar owners on the street were puzzled. They had never seen that quiet bar so bustling, and their own bars were notably quieter, having clearly lost customers.
Could it be that some new pole dancing act started? But that couldn't be right; several bars on the street had those performances. Or perhaps some even more explosive reality show? That would be crazy.
