He walked into the nightclub, scoffing as he pushed past people. He didn't need to associate himself with them. They were all spoiled, born into rich families. None worked for the money like he'd had to. He made his way to the back, getting himself the strongest drink and looking around. He was only here to get connections. It was for the business, and nothing else. He leaned back, watching the ladies crowd around a man near him. They were practically drooling, flirting like he was a god.