I Quit Pretending at the Nightclub: I'm a Hidden Big Shot

I’m Lu Jin. By day, I’m an utterly ordinary wage slave. By night, I’m the behind-the-scenes boss of a nightclub.

To keep things peaceful, I play the coward, slack off, and keep a low profile. All I want is to quietly watch over the place and enjoy a fruit platter.

That is, until some rich kid starts showing off, a two-faced green-tea girl tries to freeload off my membership, and thugs show up demanding protection money.

I rub every last one of them into the ground.

Everyone thinks I’m just an ordinary employee,

never realizing I’ve got a full-sleeve dragon tattoo over my shoulder and a background deep enough to scare them senseless.

Play the pig to eat the tiger, and put every troublemaker in their place.

Unhinged comedy and face-slapping so satisfying it’ll make your head spin.

From then on, the nightclub has a new legend:

Don’t mess with the guy in the black tank top with that couldn’t-care-less look.

He’s done pretending, because you’re not worthy of it.