"Sister Mei, long time no see, you're looking younger and younger!"
"How is Sister Mei planning to play today? How about opening a couple of bottles first?"
"There are quite a few people today, two bottles might not be enough, I think we need at least ten!"
"..."
The bar is filled with red and green lights in the dim hall.
Amidst the chatter and noise, a few playful voices emerge from a luxurious booth flickering with neon lights.
Si Mei, known as 'Sister Mei,' is seated in the center of the booth.
Beside her are a few indistinguishable shadows, emitting a blend of alcohol fumes and a luxurious perfume scent.
"Same as always, whoever drinks the most gets the drinks poured by me today!"
Si Mei's voice, blending with the surrounding noise, reaches the ears of those nearby.
Si Mei is forty-seven this year, a typical middle-aged woman, slightly plump without being bloated, yet over a decade of maintenance makes her look evidently affluent.
As her voice fades.
