If it really is President Yi, then he indeed is a person they cannot afford to offend.
However, seeing Xiang Yimo driving luxury cars and being followed by attendants, each adorned with name-brand items, as well as Yimo's own extraordinary demeanor and imposing presence, the security naturally dared not underestimate him.
"Please wait, I will inform the manager immediately!"
Without waiting for the bodyguard to finish, Xiang Yimo had already strode into the club.
He was extremely anxious inside, wondering why Zhong Lingling would come to such a place.
As for identity confirmation and the like, he left that to his assistant and driver to handle.
The club's hall was empty.
Xiang Yimo knew that such clubs had many private rooms, and he guessed that Zhong Lingling might have been taken to one.
