"Oh, and about that Miss An who just left, she isn't our club's employee, she is one of our VIP clients, so even if you become a member, you can't complain about our esteemed guests."
Upon hearing the word 'VIP', An Li'en incredulously looked towards the direction in which Shi Lan had left.
"VIP..."
'VIP' means a membership level worth tens of millions." The manager patiently explained.
After hearing this, An Li'en immediately asked, "I still wanted to speak with her about something."
"Sir, Miss An is not our employee, so we don't have the authority to ask her to come see you. Moreover, she already instructed that unless it's something special, there is no need to contact her as it may affect her mood. She has already gone down to play tennis, and if you want to wait for her, it might take several hours."
An Li'en was very frustrated and pounded the desk.
At that moment, the manager reminded him, "Sir, this table is one hundred and eighty years old, please be gentle with it."
