But their eyes didn't have that glint of greed or desire, so Wen Jiaren didn't feel repulsed.
She smiled at them, gave a brief introduction of herself, and then followed them into Jazz.
After they had gone inside, Mu Bai got out of a flashy sports car, threw the keys to a valet parker along with a generous tip, and then headed inside.
As soon as he entered, a beautiful manager greeted him with a beaming smile, "Mr. Mu, it's been a while since your last visit. Your usual spot?"
Every time Mu Bai and his group came to Jazz, they always settled in the same luxurious private room. They were all familiar faces here.
This time, however, Mu Bai shook his head at the manager, "You go ahead with your work; I'll find a spot myself."
The beautiful manager seemed a bit disappointed but still smiled politely, "Alright, call me if you need anything."
Then, she instructed a seasoned 'veteran' from the bar staff to serve him.
