Shang Jin had lived for over twenty years, but it was the first time she heard that airports also had a VIP system. She only knew about the split between first class and economy on the plane, but she didn't know that even the waiting halls were divided into member and non-member areas.
So, Shang Jin said, "If she's your VIP member, then why don't you arrange a separate place for her? Staying in the hall isn't great, is it? One moment, her stuff might get stolen; another, she's bothered by the noise—how unpleasant!"
"I am a VIP member—who are you to care where I stay?" The fat lady rolled her eyes and said arrogantly, "I just love staying here, watching all you poor ghosts come and go—it's much more entertaining than watching a performance in an opera house."
