Now that Manager Bei had seen this, he was afraid that the leader would think that he couldn't control the situation. Thinking of this, he said coldly, "What do you think the Tang Glory is by counterfeiting our club's membership card? I'll send you to the police station for punishment even if I don't have to pay for it."
Zhuo Bufan looked indifferent while Ye Ziqin frowned worriedly. The Tang Glory had a powerful background. If he really offended the people behind it, he wouldn't be able to get off scot-free.
As for Yao Dafu, Song Yali, Mou Yuexing and the rest of the students, they just watched coldly as if they were watching a good show.
"Fake membership card, let me see." Manager Bei glanced at Zhuo Bufan and said.
Manager Tang quickly passed the fake membership card to Manager Bei, "Manager Bei, I know the club's membership cards very well. I've never seen this kind of black membership card. Even if you want to counterfeit it, your method is too low."
Bei Jiecun took the membership card and his eyes didn't blink at all. He had a strange expression on his face. Manager Tang was still talking and didn't notice the change in his leader's expression.
"Manager Bei, this kind of person doesn't respect the Tang Glory at all. I think we should …"
Before he could finish, Bei Jiecun turned his head and widened his eyes. It was as if he was going to swallow him alive. "Idiot, shut up!"
Manager Tang was stunned on the spot and cold sweat appeared on his forehead, "Manager Bei, you …"
Bei Jiecun didn't have the time to care about him. He immediately walked in front of Zhuo Bufan respectfully and said as if he was a eunuch who had seen the emperor, "Sir, I'm sorry. Manager Tang was blind and didn't know that you're an honorable person."
"It's okay. I just want a private room with the northern scenery for my wife to hold a class reunion." Zhuo Bufan said indifferently with her hands behind her back, as if it was the right thing to do.
Bei Jiecun quickly made an inviting gesture and said humbly, "No problem, sir. Please come in!"
As for Manager Tang, his face was pale, as if he had been drained of all his energy. Even the mayor's secretary and the others would treat Manager Bei as an equal. But now, Manager Bei was so respectful to this person, as if he was an old man. It was obvious that his status was extremely high.
As for Yao Dafu, Song Yali, and Mou Yuexing, the three of them felt like there was a fishbone stuck in their throats, and their expressions were even uglier than if they had eaten shit.
Ye Ziqin's pretty face also showed a look of shock at the same time. Was Zhuo Bufan's membership card real? What about the key in the house?
Knitting her brows, Chen Min pulled Ye Ziqin's arm and asked suspiciously, "Ye Zi, didn't you say that your husband is a good-for-nothing? How did he get a Tang Glory VIP? "
Ye Ziqin shook her head, "I don't know either."
Bei Jiecun arranged a private room for Zhuo Bufan and the others. The private room was very large and luxuriously decorated. The outside was decorated in a classical style, but the inside was decorated in a very modern style, resplendent and magnificent.
Yao Dafu sat on the sofa and drank gloomily. The manager didn't even give him face, but was respectful to Zhuo Bufan. Wasn't that a slap to his face?
"Yuexing, didn't you say that he was just a good-for-nothing? How could he have a Tang Glory VIP? Do you know how embarrassed I was just now?" Yao Dafu drank a mouthful of wine gloomily.
Half of Mou Yuexing's body was lying on Yao Dafu. She said coquettishly, "Brother Dafu, I don't know what's going on either! The manager must have made a mistake. Zhuo Bufan is just a good-for-nothing. How could he have a membership card here! "
"Mistake?" Yao Dafu narrowed his eyes and glanced at the students who had been enthusiastically chasing after him just now. Now they were all around Zhuo Bufan, toasting and smiling obsequiously.
Mou Yuexing and Song Yali stared at Ye Ziqin with jealousy. Even Ye Ziqin was surrounded by a lot of students who were trying to make friends with him. It was infuriating.
"Brother Dafu, didn't you say that Secretary Hou was also in the club today? Why don't you invite him over for a drink? "Mou Yuexing rolled her eyes and said aloud.
Yao Dafu pondered, "Secretary Hou is the number one favorite of Mayor Jiang. Last time I invested in a charity project to clean up the sewage sources of rivers, I had a few words with him. Maybe he will give me face."
"That's good. You can chat with Secretary Hou and let them know who is the most powerful person." Song Yali followed.
…
In the club's office, Manager Tang stood there with a puzzled face. He lowered his head and wanted to say something several times.
"Old Tang, you go to the finance department to settle your salary today. You don't have to come to work tomorrow!" Bei Jiecun raised his head and glanced at him.
Manager Tang almost fell to the ground. He widened his eyes and said, "Manager Bei, we … we used to be colleagues. I've been filial to you on New Year's Day. Even if I'm going to die, you should at least let me know why I'm going to die, right?"
"For the sake of our past relationship, I'll tell you that if that gentleman's membership card is from the Long family, his attitude is very good. He neither appears arrogant nor lowers his status. What can you, a mere civil servant, talk to me about?
Just now, Yao Dafu went to invite him over for a drink. He had been in the officialdom for many years, so it was not difficult for him to read people's expressions. He knew that Yao Dafu invited him over just to make him look good. Seeing that Yao Dafu had donated millions this year to support his work, he agreed.
He is ready to leave after saying a few words. The other students show their envy. Tang Glory is a leisure club. Not many people know the background of the club. It is obvious which is more important to have the number one person around the mayor and a VIP card.
"President Yao's face is really big. He can even invite the mayor's secretary."
"He's just a secretary. What's so great about him?" A person who didn't know the industry whispered disdainfully.
"What do you know? Do you think he's a secretary who does odd jobs in the company? The mayor's secretary sometimes represents the mayor. In the future, he will be at least the head of a county. He has a bright future."
The boy who spoke just now immediately shut his mouth. He was an employee with a salary of five or six thousand a month. How could he afford to provoke these important people?
Song Yali and Mou Yuexing left with a proud look on their faces. They even looked at Ye Ziqin provocatively.
"Secretary Hou, thank you for giving me face. Let me propose a toast to you …" Yao Dafu smiled and picked up his glass. However, he found that Secretary Hou was staring at an ordinary young man in the corner of the sofa.
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