57: C57 I Don't Have a Salon Badge

C57 I Don't Have a Salon Badge

"Brother Xue, now I suspect that this person had snuck into the Leisurely Cloud Garden secretly. There is no registration, and no recommendation. Please check the situation. If it's true, kick him out immediately!"

Zhan Pengfei pointed straight at Pei Feng without saying a word.

Xue Shoujian slightly frowned and turned his head to look at Xiang Peifeng. He nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "Sir, may I ask where is your Salon Emblem?"

Salon badge?

Pei Feng was slightly shocked.

Only now did he notice that some of the customers around him were wearing a small gold badge on their left chest.

This gold badge was made of pure gold, with the word "Xue" printed on the center.

"Why did he ask Pei Feng for the Salon Badge? He didn't wear it either, right?"

Zhuang Feiyu interjected.

Xue Shoujian glanced at her and said lightly, "Miss Zhuang, Young Master Zhan is the same as you. He is a registered member of the Shanghai Merchant Union's elite salon. He doesn't need a badge at all."

"The Salon Badge received at the registration office of the Shanghai Merchant Union's Elite Salon …" Only customers who are guaranteed to come in will need to wear them. "

Saying that, his gaze fell on Pei Feng again, "This mister …" I don't think I've ever seen you in the Shanghai Merchant's Elite Salon. Please cooperate with me and show me your Salon badge. "

"He has a fucking salon badge."

Zhan Pengfei laughed sinisterly, "Brother Xue, this guy is called Pei Feng. He was transferred to our Naiming High School from the countryside just this year, and his family has no money or influence, he's just the lowest of the poor. How could someone like him have the qualifications to enter the Shanghai Merchant's Elite Salon? How could anyone guarantee that someone like him would come in? "

These words caused an uproar!

Everyone looked at Xiang Peifeng differently, even Zhuang Feiyu and Xu Lu.

Let's not talk about anything else, the children of the lower classes … Indeed, they are not eligible to participate in the Shanghai Merchants' Elite Salon.

Although this was not an explicit rule, no one would guarantee that the lowest class would participate in the Shanghai Elite Salon, not even relatives, because they really couldn't afford to lose to such a person.

In the upper echelons of the Ninghai City, the most important thing was to save face.

"This guy is really poor. Kangjia Kuang and Chun Yiming are here? "

"Like I said, who the hell would wear school uniforms to an elite salon in Shanghai? So he really is poor. "

"I'll say it again, please show me your Salon Emblem!"

Xue Shoujian's voice also became cold and stern, even omitting the word "Mister".

Pei Feng slightly squinted his eyes. He looked around and his expression didn't change. He slowly shook his head: "I don't have the Salon Emblem."

When these words were spoken, the entire venue immediately quieted down.

"I guessed it, you really sneaked in!"

Zhan Pengfei was pleased with himself. He laughed and said, "Now it's not as simple as getting out of here!" You want to sneak in and steal something, right?

After getting the answer from Pei Feng, his gaze towards Xiang Peifeng had already turned completely cold and proud. That kind of expression... It was like a giant looking down on a lowly ant, aloof and disdainful.

"No Salon badge? "Then how did you get in? Speak –!"

Xue Shoujian's expression suddenly changed and his gaze became cold. He looked at Pei Feng as if he was looking at a thief.

This time, the Shanghai Elite Salon was a private antiques auction after the end of the auction. Today, the items in the Cloud Life Nourishment Garden were all the personal collections of the big shots of the Ninghai City, and were much higher than the rules of the ordinary antiques auction. The total value was at least a billion, and this was definitely not a joke!1

He was the person in charge of the Shanghai Business Elite Salon this time. If he lost something, it would definitely be a big matter. Even if he didn't lose anything, if someone sneaked in, it would still be his dereliction of duty. That would be serious!

Among the crowd, Ding Qianqian's expression was one of schadenfreude as she almost burst out laughing.

Second floor

Luo Yihsing smirked sinisterly, "The lowest class of society still dares to force their way into our circle. Now, they have become a joke." I think... He might still fight against Xue Shoujian later on, so he'll have to bear the hardships. I don't think Xu Lu will bother with him anymore, hur hur. "

Tan Shaoyang, who was at the side, frowned as his eyes revealed deep disdain.

When Pei Feng saved Zhuang Feiyu, from the time Pei Feng went downstairs and knocked out the kidnappers, he had keenly noticed that Pei Feng's skills were not simple.

He had already wanted to find an opportunity to spar with Pei Feng, but he didn't expect this brat to be someone who sneaked into a high-end wine party like this. He probably wanted to steal something or pretend to be cool.

Competing with such a powerful person..." But it was too much!

Xu Lu's eyes revealed a trace of disappointment when she looked at Pei Feng.

From the beginning to the end, she never asked him how he got in, but she never expected that he really did sneak in!

You know, there are only two ways to enter the Shanghai Merchants' Elite Salon. One way is for the Salon member to register and certify. The other way is for the Salon member to guarantee the entry of the friend.

This was her first time participating in an elite salon in Shanghai. The Salon Badge was in her pocket, but Pei Feng didn't have it … Then it was worth investigating.

Unlike Xu Lu, Zhuang Feiyu didn't have any suspicion towards him, but she was clearly a bit nervous. She grabbed his arm tightly and whispered into his ear, "Pei Feng, just tell me …" Just say that I'm the one who guaranteed your entry! "

Pei Feng turned his head to look at her and smiled: "Didn't you guarantee that Xu Lu would come in? If you tell me, what will happen to her? "

Zhuang Feiyu froze. "But …"

Before she could finish, Pei Feng looked at Xue Shoujian, who was standing opposite her, and said, "I'm guaranteed to enter."

"Guaranteed entry?"

Xue Shoujian stared at him and said coldly: "Of course. The registrar at the entrance will all issue a Salon Badge. And your clothes..." With all due respect, who would guarantee that someone like you would come in? Look around, who would wear a school uniform like you to the Shanghai Elite Salon? "

Pei Feng frowned slightly.

He didn't even know if his guarantor was Zhou Guangping or Zhou Suqiu. Besides, Zhou Guangping and his sister were the ones who registered when he came in, so he swaggered in first without anyone stopping him.

His own school uniform... It was indeed not the right time, and if he were to say that he was the wrong guarantor, would there be any problems, and the Zhou Family would be criticized by the people around?

Looking at them with a cold gaze, these rich second generations did not look like good people. Many of them were gloating, and none of them had kind eyes.

Seeing Pei Feng frown and fall into silence, Xue Shoujian's face also became unsettled.

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