The banquet hall of the Sihai Hotel had been reserved by Zhao Guodong, with nearly a hundred tables filling the immense space, most of which were already occupied. At the front and center, the two most important tables seated the most esteemed guests.
One of the tables was for Zhang Haifeng and various county leaders, while the other hosted Grandpa De, Young Master Wang, and the most significant partners, with a few seats still vacant.
Following Zhao Juan, Li Fei entered the banquet hall—a vast room that seemed to stretch endlessly, with a buzzing chorus of voices filling his ears.
In this hall, the clamor of hundreds speaking at once collected and reverberated, the ceiling trapping the sounds into a continuous wave that echoed relentlessly around him.
Zhao Juan, holding onto Li Fei, found a random spot to sit. But no sooner had they settled than Liu Liping, Juan's mother, hurried over, grabbed her arm, and said, "What are you doing sitting here? Come with me!"
