Chapter 997 (1/2)
”Miss, this gentleman is my good friend. All the consumption of his husband and wife in the mall today is all on my head.” Yan Zheng Ling's voice is as light as the wind, but it is under the pressure of cold.
The waiter looked at Yan Zhengling suspiciously, wondering what kind of noble status was such a arrogant tone?
Before waiting for the waiter to taunt himself, Yan Zhengling has taken out a supreme membership card from his bag and handed it to the waiter. ”Take it and brush it.”
The waiter's face changed in horror when he saw the card.
Although she is a low-level staff member of the company, her boss will pay special attention to this privileged membership card every time she has a meeting.
Boss said: ”all the customers who come to the store with their cards are the best VIP in the mall. No matter who it is, seeing her must be more respectful than seeing boss. To provide her with first-class service must not make her feel a little uncomfortable. ”
At the moment, the waiter just wants to kneel down for Yan Zhengling. She has a cold sweat all over her body. She has a premonition that her job will not be preserved.
Fortunately, this snobbish way of survival is to talk about people and ghosts. Know that you have offended someone you shouldn't have offended, and immediately correct your mistake.
The waiter came up to him and apologized in a trembling voice. ”I'm sorry, sir. I didn't know Taishan just now. I spoke too fast. Please forgive me, sir
Lord Zhan did not respond to her. Remember the website m.luoqiuzw.com
the waiter flopped to his knees and said, ”Sir, I was wrong. Please forgive me a lot, sir
Lord Zhan still did not respond to her.
At this time, the waiter secretly wondered, even if this person does not forgive her, he should also say a word. What is the meaning of such silence?
Secretly glanced at the cold Baron, only to find that his eyes were fixed on Yan Zheng Ling. The bottom of the eyes is filled with deep surprise and shock.
It's hard to describe the mood of the cold Lord at the moment.
When he heard Yan Zhengling's voice like a spring breeze, he originally frowned slightly and hated her to stand up for him. Because he took her as Yan Zhengling, a demon who liked him and wanted to keep him.
But when his eyes caught a glimpse of her face, he was as if he had been struck by thunder, scorched outside and tender inside.
That face is more than beautiful.
Ethereal and pure, as if the spirit of the dust.