After the first movie: the president's husband takes it home

Chapter 392 Making Models 3
Song Chujiu was doing styling inside, and didn't pay any attention to it.

While applying makeup for her, the female stylist also gave her a business card in her spare time, and said respectfully, "Miss Song, this is my business card. If you want to do styling in the future, just call me and make an appointment."

She paused, and said, "I'll give you free styling."

Her tone was excellent, and the smile on her face was just right and respectful.

It doesn't make people feel flattering at all, but it is also very polite.

Song Chujiu took her business card and glanced at the name on it—Xu Ying.

She nodded: "Okay, but the money still has to be paid. You rely on this business for a living, so how can you not give the money?"

Just as she finished speaking, she suddenly heard a woman's voice with a rough and wild voice outside.

"Excuse me, is there anyone? We, Sifu, have made an appointment at this spot for styling. Why hasn't the stylist come yet?"

Her voice is very loud, so loud that even Song Chujiu in it can stand out.

Song Chujiu looked at Xu Ying curiously.

Because Xu Ying's place is a high-end private studio, she doesn't usually receive many clients, but the price is astonishingly expensive.

So every time slot needs to be reserved.

Song Chujiu said, "Why don't you finish styling them first, we're fine, I still have time."

The evening banquet is still early, and there is more than enough time to finish styling.

Xu Ying smiled and said, "No need, Jiang is always our distinguished VIP customer. He is different from ordinary customers and has the priority to jump in the queue."

Xu Ying's face was extremely indifferent.

She wasn't worried at all.

Just kidding, this is the person brought by Jiang Chenxi, even if there is the Heavenly King Laozi outside, she can't help the people outside to do the styling first.

Customers outside are receiving.

The receptionist outside sounded apologetic: "Sorry, we have VIP customers inside, so maybe you need to wait for a while."

When Liao Bi heard that he had to wait for a while, his expression turned ugly.

Since it was her first time here, she didn't know the rules here.

Her face turned cold: "Wait a moment?"

"We paid a lot of money to book this time slot, why do we have to wait?"

She was in a hurry: "We, Sifu, have to go to the banquet tonight, what if it's delayed?"

The receptionist outside was also a little embarrassed.

She lowered her head and said, "Sorry, this is our rule. If you are a distinguished VIP customer, you can jump in the queue directly. There are already people inside."

Liao Bi frowned and asked, "Then what about your VIP membership card?"

"How much does it cost to get a membership card?"

She asked without thinking.

When the receptionist over there heard Liao Bi's words, he looked at her with a slightly strange look.

Charge money?

They are not paying for membership cards.

The receptionist coughed lightly, and said, "I'm sorry miss, we can't pay for membership cards here."

She said with some embarrassment: "Our membership cards here are all sent by the boss of our studio himself."

"Not too many."

She made it very clear.

If you don't have that ability, it won't be sent to you.

Even if you have money you can't do it.

What she said was very straightforward, and Liao Bi's face turned green after hearing it.

Liao Bi's face turned cold.

Li Sifu over there didn't look very good either.

Unfortunately, they have nothing to do.

(End of this chapter)