As she spoke, Lin Guimei's face was alight with a smug expression.
Not only did she know the manager of Beauty Chant, but she was also good friends with Beauty Chant's manager.
Who does Lin Guixiang know?
Lin Guixiang is just an illiterate woman from the countryside.
So, she could only stay here in line with this group of people.
While she, on the other hand, could comfortably sit in the VIP lounge on the second floor of Beauty Chant.
With this thought.
Lin Guimei felt extremely jubilant inside; anyone could guess with their toes that Lin Guixiang must be very envious of her right now.
After all, it's so hot outside.
And the sun is so intense.
Standing outside, what's the difference from being roasted by fire?
Li Jiao, unaware of the implication in Lin Guimei's words, smiled and said, "Gui Mei, you're really amazing! To think that you even know the manager of Beauty Chant, I'm so lucky to have you, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do!"
