It was Li Nanheng.
Feng Ling remained in her seat without a change in expression. Her gaze only flitted toward the man once. The man did not return her glance and "professionally" headed straight for the circuit box in the room.
The bartender followed him in and explained with an apology-filled smile: "Everyone, please wait a moment. This will be handled quickly. The electricians have all arrived and several others are working with the other circuit boxes. We even brought a man in here to check if wires here have overheated. This will be repaired quickly!"
"What a waste of time!" A wave of complaints came from the room. Following this, a group of people stood by the sofa to watch the man kneeling in front of the circuit box.
Even though Li Nanheng's outfit made him appear professional, and even the way he handled the circuit box was appropriate, several of the men who had seen him at the corridor earlier glanced at his back in suspicion.