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"Hey, look carefully, don't let everyone in, so that the grades of all of us will be lowered, understand?"

Ai Qing turned around, glanced casually at Han Xing's car, and told the waiter at the door with some disgust.

After hearing this, several waiters looked at each other, and then they all came to a conclusion: people with low grades must not be allowed in.

"Don't worry, we will strictly manage people who shouldn't appear at the banquet, and we won't let them in." One of the waitresses said.

Ai Qing nodded reassuringly, and let someone push the wheelchair, so she stopped staying at the door.

Her target today is Leng Tianlin, and the others are not in her sights.

When Han Xing got off the car, he attracted another wave of attention.

First of all, her appearance is too amazing and too magnificent.

Then there is her dress, which is unique and not at all what a little girl at a party should look like.

Yes, she was wearing a handsome biker suit, with big waves letting down casually, extremely enchanting and sexy, but she didn't look like a lady who came to a banquet at all.

Because no one would come to a dinner party in this look.

The waiter at the gate over there was even more sure that Han Xing and the others could not come to the banquet.

So, when Han Xing and the others just came over, the waitress who agreed to Ai Qing raised her hand to block Han Xing.

"Sorry, you can't go in!" The waitress said politely.

Han Xing crossed his arms, smiled at the waitress, and asked lightly, "Why can't I go in?"

The waitress looked Han Xing up and down unkindly, but still couldn't hold back a soft hum, and said with a sneer, "What is my identity, I don't know anything about it?"

"What is my identity?" Han Xing raised his eyebrows, looked at the waiter with interest, and said unhurriedly: "I thought I could enter with my identity."

"Hehe! You're so ridiculous, you can go in with your identity? You can't go in with the tattered clothes you're wearing!" The waitress sneered.

Han Xing pouted, looked down at her clothes, and then turned to Han Yu, "There is no requirement to wear a formal dress for today's banquet, we are not rude."

The waiter gave Han Xing a distasteful look, and said angrily: "Yes, you are not being rude, you can wear whatever you want, but you should at least wear a brand of clothes!

This kind of street stall looks like rubbish at first glance, and you dare to wear it out to pass the test. Do you think us people are blind, or what? "

Han Xing frowned, and looked at Han Yu right now, "My clothes are not street goods."

Han Yu touched her chin with her slender fingers, raised her slender eyeliner slightly, and said with a smile: "Yes, your clothes are not street goods, but some people's eyes see everything as street goods!"

Feeling ridiculed, the waiter immediately became angry and looked back at his colleagues, meaning to ask them to help him.

I heard my colleagues say: "We don't care about your clothes, take out the invitation letter now, if you don't have an invitation letter for this banquet, you don't want to go in!"

Hearing the invitation letter, Han Xing shrugged his shoulders, yawned lazily, shook his head, and said frankly: "We don't have an invitation letter!"

"I'm laughing so hard, why are you talking nonsense to us here without an invitation letter? Think we are all fools, should we waste time here with you?" The waitress got angry on the spot, her eyebrows were cold.