Drinking a bottle of ice-cold beer on a hot summer day is indeed a very enjoyable experience.
Gao Guang had become a highly treated guest. It was apparent that someone here was so eager to have Gao Guang not give up on recruiting Patrick that they couldn't even maintain the most basic disguise.
The one who invited Gao Guang in was obviously the boss here, or some sort of team leader. He must have contributed his private stash.
Gao Guang and his companions were taken to a meeting room. The meeting room had no long tables, but there was a small podium, a projector, and then several dozen folding chairs below.
There must have been twenty or thirty people from Trifolium Jungle. It wasn't clear if they wanted an excellent machine gunner as a comrade, but they all seemed quite enthusiastic.
After bringing Gao Guang and his seven companions together into the room, the leading man said, "Go to my room, there's beer in the fridge, bring it all here."