Madam, president loves you secrectly

Song Manxi slightly raised the corners of his eyes and drew a delicate smile.

She looked at the waiter in front of her who was dressed in black and asked for a membership card. Her tone was evil and cunning: "if I don't, do you want to drive me away?"

"No, but we'll ask you to go." the waiter was expressionless and straight back. He didn't accept any provocation from others.

"It seems that your club has a good style." Song Manxi couldn't help sighing, took out the VIP membership card from his handbag and handed it to him.

The waiter still took it without expression and verified the authenticity of the card with a simple scanner on his wrist.

"Hello, Miss Jane, your card is a limited edition special VIP card. Please go in here. Someone will serve you all the way. I wish you a happy evening." the waiter respectfully handed back the card and winked at everyone to serve carefully.

Song Manxi stretched out two white and tender fingers and clamped the card back. His red lips drew a shallow smile: "thank you."

"Please."

The waiter helped open the door, made a "please" gesture and bowed.

Song Manxi took the card back into his handbag, followed another person for a few steps, and then stepped back: "Oh, sorry, I just remembered. I came to find a friend. She just went in for about 20 minutes. Miss Zhou danruo, do you know where she is?"

The waiter raised his head slightly, looked at the waiter who led the way behind song Manxi, and said with a sorry smile: "I'm sorry, miss, this is about personal privacy. Our club will not disclose the information of other guests to any guests under unknown circumstances. Please understand. If the lady really enters the club, please walk more and find it. Otherwise, please dial her mobile phone number."

The service is up to standard, not afraid of power, but really has personality. I just don't know what kind of person the boss of this club is, and he can train such staff.

"Sorry, I'm rude. I think I'd better call her myself later."

Song Manxi also slightly lowered his head and followed another waiter in. The moment he turned around, the smile on his mouth gradually sank.

Walking all the way in, there are several roads extending in all directions outside the club. If there is no waiter to lead, song Manxi thinks he will really get lost.

And the wall is the kind of glass wall that can set off all the light. In the dark, the whole road is the color of black basket.

In the gloom, there was only the crisp sound of boots and high heels stepping on the floor.

The waiter didn't take the initiative to say anything more, but just led her further inside. Song Manxi adapted to the light here for a while.

Narrowed his eyes and asked him, "that little brother, I came here for the first time under the introduction of my friends. As for this membership card, I asked my friends to help me handle it. I don't know much about here, otherwise you can introduce it to me."

The membership cards of most clubs in Jiangcheng are not available to anyone who pays for them, but only if the regular guests of the club or the consumption reaches a certain upper limit. A person can handle up to five cards and give them away.

As for how people without membership cards come in, they can only follow friends with membership cards.

The waiter slowed down a little when she said so.