The many bodyguards cheered.
Following Jiang Xu was always exciting; from time to time, they got to experience the joys of high-class living.
This sort of place was generally out of reach for ordinary people.
After all, even the cheapest girl would cost tens of thousands.
While the bodyguards were having fun, Jiang Xu stepped out of the private room and waited at the door.
In an upscale club like this, the hallways were without surveillance cameras.
Because you never know if some big shot might come by one day; it goes without saying what the consequences would be if they were filmed.
A few minutes later, a waiter came over with a tray.
Jiang Xu stopped him, "Delivery for the next room over, 307?"
"Yes, sir."
"Wait a moment."
Jiang Xu took out a small paper packet from his pocket, opened it, and poured the powder inside over the drinks.
It dissolved instantly.
"Sir, you..." The waiter was shocked.
