At 1:30 in the morning, he parked his car, a crazy yellow Benz, in front of a big club that he could hardly find. It was Friday, people were going to the club a lot because the weekend was starting today and tomorrow was not working, so he didn't have any space. The size of the club's parking lot was the size of a village, so he couldn't find any space. The cars were parked there. He was walking towards a car and went out to the street where he would park. He turned off the car and got out. It was a handsome young man with a white face, a fulani fulani, at least 34-35 years old, wearing jeans and a really nice designer shirt. The car started to move. He checked his phone. He heard a message. He got up and looked around. He walked to the entrance to the entrance. There were four security guards there with guns and black clothes. You would think they were strangers. They saw him immediately and rushed to greet him. "Welcome sir," he nodded and walked inside. It was a safe security door, but as you can see, this is not your ordinary club, because the door itself is a sight to behold.