The man with sunglasses arrived at a door with the words "Machine Room, Authorized Personnel Only" written above it.
He took out a card, swiped it on the machine beside the door, then pulled the handle and walked in.
Inside was a room of about forty to fifty square meters, with walls covered in monitors, watching everything outside.
Over a dozen people, some standing, some sitting, were watching the matches on the screens.
"Brother Hu, something interesting happened." The man with sunglasses walked over, grinning.
"What is it?"
A burly man drinking a cola looked over.
"A newcomer joined the association today and was dragged onto the stage by Zhang Jun and his buddies." The man with sunglasses smiled.
"What, a newbie just arrived?"
"Going straight to the stage? That's gutsy!"
"Hey, isn't it always like this? Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. They'll learn the hard way soon." Others chimed in.
"Interesting."
Yang Hu grinned, "What's the stake? 100?"
"50."
