The calls for Bai Xiaosheng's group were deafening, while next door, another scene unfolded.
The adjacent private room was named the "Empire" banquet hall.
The spacious room featured a large, custom-made table at the center, with thirty seats.
It was filled with people, giving a sense of a roundtable meeting.
At the moment, the head seat was empty; even Yu Zhongtian sat only at the side, with Song Yao beside him.
Currently, twenty-two people had taken their seats, leaving only eight vacant.
Apart from Yu Zhongtian and Song Yao, the twenty people present ranged in age from their mid-twenties to their fifties or sixties, representatives of every age group. Regardless of gender or age, they were all dressed to the nines, their gazes fervent as they watched Yu Zhongtian, watched Song Yao.
These individuals were representatives of two civilian enterprise alliances in Yunhai City.
Each of them represented a business, and no matter the size of the enterprise, it had a place here.
