"What a wonderful night it is today. Welcome, everyone, to Mar-a-Lago. I hope the beautiful scenery here will give you a delightful experience."
Under the guidance of the club manager, the Great Commander shook hands with the new members one by one, chatted, patted shoulders, and took group photos together.
This smooth sequence of actions was something he was very skilled at; every similar event helped him earn at least a million dollars.
In terms of monetizing his position, he was second only to Mr. and Mrs. Dai'an.
Finally, the Great Commander walked over to Benny.
"Hello, welcome to Mar-a-Lago. You should try the pineapple berry tart here; the chefs are fantastic, and I brought them over from Europe."
The blond older gentleman belonged to the highly energetic social elite category. He had never met Benny but quickly struck up a conversation with him.
Actually, the taste of the pineapple berry tart was just average, but no one really cared about that.
