"Young Master!"
"Young Master!"
"Greetings, Young Master!"
The moment this woman appeared, every female receptionist in the grand hall of the first floor of Wanzaolou instantly recognized her.
Including Wu Yuwei, they all came forward to pay their respects!
"What do you mean, sir? This is Wanzaolou. Are you disrespecting Wanzaolou by raising your hand against a female receptionist here?" Ning Ruoxue's voice was cold, carrying an intense chill like an iceberg that made people shudder.
"Haha!"
Lin Fan laughed and shook his head, "Interesting, is this how you treat your customers at Wanzaolou? Until now, you're asking me why I made a move? Why don't you ask your own people?"
Lin Fan smiled meaningfully, deeply glancing at Ning Ruoxue.
"What happened?"
Ning Ruoxue's eyebrows furrowed, and she coldly surveyed the thousands of female receptionists present.
