"Haha, it's really ridiculous. You don't even have an invitation, but you dare to chat with us here. Get out of here! We don't need you here!" Another waiter shouted directly to drive him away.
They made a lot of noise, and a few guests who happened to come over noticed it.
I heard the guests starting to discuss in whispers.
"What's going on? You didn't bring an invitation to attend the event?"
"It looks like it is... but this woman doesn't look like a good person in what she wears. She looks more like a peripheral girl who takes the opportunity to come to this kind of situation to try to get rich. It's disgusting!"
"Tsk tsk... It's still like this... Then these two men are not good people anymore. They work in a certain club?"
"Obviously that's the case, otherwise how could the waiter at the door stop them like this!"
Those people who didn't know the truth told each other and completely classified Han Xing and others into the category of bad professions.
Han Xing was fine. Han Feng had a bad temper. Hearing their words, he clenched his fists on the spot and wanted to rush over and argue with them.
However, he was stopped by Han Xing.
The pretty and charming Han Xing smiled indifferently, shook his head gently, and said casually: "Why compete with a fool?"
When Hanfeng heard this, he retracted his hand slightly and nodded lightly, "Listen to Miss."
He tried not to cause unnecessary conflicts.
When the waiter over there heard Han Xing's words, he became even more furious. Three or five people, like security guards, crossed their arms and surrounded Han Xing and the other three.
The sound was even more shrill and harsh, and extremely unpleasant to listen to.
"I'm telling you... don't think that this is a place where you can get away with anything! Our standards are very strict. If you don't bring an invitation letter, you won't be allowed in at all!"
"Yes, there are all big names inside. With your status, you can't go in at all!"
Seeing his mother like this, Han Xing sighed softly, as if he was a little helpless, "So, what you are saying is...we can't go in if we can't prove our identity, right?"
"What else do you have to prove your identity... You all look like paupers, and you still want to go in? That's ridiculous!" The waitress rolled her eyes at Han Xing.
In fact, her unfriendliness towards Han Xing also stems from jealousy.
Her family background is pretty good and she has a high level of education. She came here to work as a waitress just to get in touch with more higher-level people.
Therefore, she will always be hostile to people who think similarly to her, and would like to kill them on the spot.
In this way, no one can threaten her.
Han Xing didn't bother to guess their mood. He just thought that such people were very interesting, just waiting to be slapped in the face.
She slowly took out her mobile phone, dialed a number, and said in front of the waitress: "Yes, it's me..."
Right now, outside the door of your banquet, they say that I am a peripheral girl and they don’t want me to go in... It’s up to you!"
After saying that, Han Xing hung up the phone.
The expression on the face of the woman who was accompanying some big bosses changed on the spot, and she quickly rushed out with her skirt in hand.
Say Han Xing is a peripheral girl?
You are so shameless, you are so brave, you are so stupid!
You must know that in this area, Han Xing is absolutely impossible to be that kind of person, and no one dares to regard Han Xing as that kind of person.
She must find Han Xing immediately to prevent a murder outside.
"Tsk... I made a call! Do you think making a call will bring you good luck? No way!" The waiter crossed his arms and snorted coldly.