Xue Wanjun walked up to the guests and asked with sharp eyes. She was responsible for coordinating the venue today, and she would not be able to shirk her responsibility if any problems occurred.
"Xue, hello, Director Xue!"
When the guest saw Xue Wanjun's face tightening, he stammered: "This person wants to come in with a gold-edged invitation, but..."
Before he finished speaking, Yu Linchan on the side suddenly said in surprise: "Wanjun, why are you here?"
"Xiaochan?"
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Yu Linchan wrinkled her nose: "I was ready to go in just now, but the guests seemed to doubt our invitation..."
Xue Wanjun turned to look at the guests and said calmly: "They are my friends."
The welcome guest felt a little nervous and quickly explained: "Director Xue, I didn't stop your friend. It was the one next to you... He had a gold-rimmed invitation letter, so I was a little undecided..."
At this point, he stopped cleverly.
Only then did Xue Wanjun see Jiang Xiaofan next to him.
She couldn't help but feel a little surprised in her heart. Every invitation in Phnom Penh was very rare. This person didn't seem to be a big shot.
However, she saw Jiang Xiaofan's eyes were relaxed and there was a faint smile on his face, and he didn't look like he was a thief with a guilty conscience.
Jiang Xiaofan looked at Xu Wanjun with a half-smile: "Do you suspect that my invitation letter from Phnom Penh came from an improper source?"
Xue Wanjun's face was startled, and she felt like she was being seen through.
Yu Linchan saw this and said quickly: "Wan Jun, he is Jiang Xiaofan, we came together."
"Are you Jiang Xiaofan?" Xue Wanjun asked in surprise.
Jiang Xiaofan was confused: "Do you know me?"
This woman seemed to know him, but he definitely didn't know her. Ever since he obtained the inheritance of the Witch God, there would be absolutely no mistakes in his memory.
Xue Wanjun smiled and said nothing, turned to the guests and ordered: "Get out of the way immediately. They are all my friends. I guarantee that there is nothing wrong with the invitation letter in your hand."
Hearing Yu Linchan's words, the faces of the guests and the female anchor suddenly changed. The meaning of Xue Wanjun's words could not be more obvious. The Phnom Penh invitation in Jiang Xiaofan's hand was genuine.
They always thought that Jiang Xiaofan was a bumpkin and the gold-rimmed invitation in his hand was stolen, but they didn't expect it to be true.
The welcome guest hurriedly walked up to Jiang Xiaofan, nodding and apologizing: "Yes, I'm sorry, sir, I was blind, I shouldn't have stopped you, it's my fault..."
He regretted it so much that he felt ashamed. He should have known better than to look down upon others. People with gold-rimmed invitations are either rich or noble, and they might be able to crush him with one finger.
However, he also felt a little aggrieved. The person with the gold-rimmed invitation letter was not well-dressed. Why did this man like to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger?
"This is all the fault of the female anchor. If she hadn't been chaotic and rhythmic, maybe such a misunderstanding wouldn't have happened..."
Thinking of this, the receptionist glared at the female anchor dissatisfied: "Have you found your invitation letter? If you don't have it, you can't enter the venue."
The exposure made the female anchor extremely upset. This little farmer actually had an invitation letter from Phnom Penh?
She felt extremely regretful in her heart. If she hadn't been snobbish and had captured him with her charm earlier, she might have become famous.
"I'm talking to you. Do you have an invitation?" the guest asked loudly and angrily.
The female anchor's face turned pale and she said awkwardly: "I, I forgot to bring it. I'll go back and look for the invitation..."
After saying that, she ran away in despair. She didn't dare to go to the live broadcast room at all, as it was probably filled with people who were mocking her.
When something like this happened today, she was humiliated and sent to her grandma's house. She probably wouldn't have the shame to hang out in this live broadcast room in the future.
"Do you need me to open these welcome guests?" Xue Wanjun smiled at Jiang Xiaofan.
The receptionist's face instantly turned pale, and he looked at Jiang Xiaofan with pleading eyes. This job is much better than that of a security guard or a waiter. If he loses his wife, he will be beaten to death.
"No need, let's go."
Jiang Xiaofan waved his hand. Since receiving the inheritance of the Witch God, his thoughts have undergone a qualitative transformation.
Under the leadership of Xue Wanjun, Jiang Xiaofan and Yu Linchan followed into the venue. On the way, Xue Wanjun frequently looked sideways at Jiang Xiaofan, which made Jiang Xiaofan a little confused.
Is he so charming?
"Beauty, if you look at me like this again, I will get the wrong idea." Jiang Xiaofan said to Xue Wanjun half-jokingly.
Xue Wanjun didn't blush at all, and said with a smile: "I just want to see what kind of man Xiaochan often talks about."
A blush appeared on Yu Linchan's pretty face, and she said with bared teeth, "Wanjun, if you keep talking nonsense, how often will I mention him?"
Xue Wanjun escaped from Yu Linchan's clutches,
"Don't you often say that he is a little pervert? He is so good at medical skills but he doesn't teach you, and he still wants your black silk photos..."
Jiang Xiaofan looked at Yu Linchan with strange eyes. This woman was actually complaining about him behind his back.
"Shut up!" Yu Linchan was so embarrassed that her ears turned red.
Seeing Yu Linchan's reaction, Xue Wanjun said sourly: "Xiaochan, you have a guilty conscience. It seems that you are really... Hey, you are so cruel. The university promised to grow old with me, but you actually abandoned me."
Yu Linchan said angrily: "What nonsense are you saying!"
The fight between Xue Wanjun and Yu Linchan attracted the attention of everyone in the venue. They are both first-class beauties, so they are naturally the focus of everyone's attention.
Especially when they pull each other, their curvy figures are vividly displayed.
As for Jiang Xiaofan next to him, he was automatically ignored by everyone. This ordinary young man was either a driver or a follower.
"Xiaochan, you are finally here!" At this moment, a man's voice sounded in the venue.
Jiang Xiaofan followed the sound and saw a dog-like man walking quickly with a large bouquet of roses in his hand.
"Xiaochan, this is the rose I gave you. It was just picked from the manor today, and it still has dewdrops on it." The man handed the rose in his hand to Yu Linchan.
Many girls around him had envious looks in their eyes when they heard these words.
"Jiao Lun, I told you, don't give me anything anymore, I don't need it," Yu Linchan said with a cold face.
Jiao Lun?
Jiang Xiaofan raised his eyebrows. He was the one who stalked Yu Linchan and used his family connections to put pressure on the hospital, which made Yu Linchan almost resign in anger.
"You don't have to accept it, but I have to give it away. This is my whole heart." Jiao Lun said with deep affection.
A flash of disgust flashed in Yu Linchan's eyes, and she subconsciously pulled Jiang Xiaofan's arm.
Seeing Yu Linchan's movements, Jiao Lun noticed Jiang Xiaofan next to him.
He originally knew Jiang Xiaofan as just a driver, but now that he saw Yu Linchan's abnormal actions, he suddenly felt that things were not that simple.