Fan Binbin had just finished her song when a constant stream of people offering toasts and flowers began, creating quite the stir. To those offering toasts, Fan Binbin took only a slight sip, but even so, it excited many people immensely.
"Goddess, Goddess!" Someone shouted, followed by the entire bar chanting in unison:
"Goddess, Goddess!"
Then someone yelled out loudly, "XX is sending Binbin a bouquet of flowers!"
Bouquets after bouquets were sent up, each tagged with a name, and there was even a specialized announcer. Here, the least expensive bouquet cost five hundred Hong Kong dollars, and in a short while, Fan Binbin had collected dozens, even hundreds of bouquets. Although it was not a large sum of money, it was evidence that Zhang Tai's marketing strategy was incredibly potent.
"Mr. Zhao from the Yellow Sea Zhao Family sends nine hundred and ninety-nine roses!" Suddenly, a loud announcement broke the chatter, silencing the entire room.
"Who the hell shouted that?"
