In response to his reputation, two women stood in front of him.
The woman who spoke had a face that was completely covered by thick makeup, and there was a lot of arrogance.
"What are you looking at, what about you!"
The woman impatiently shook the invitation letter in her hand towards Tyrus Wilson, with a strong sarcasm on her face.
Tyrus Wilson didn't care too much about her unreasonableness, he took the invitation letter patiently, glanced at it, and then said with a smile: "Miss, this is the VIP channel, this is an ordinary invitation letter, the entrance is on the other side! "
"what?!"
The woman's eyes widened immediately, and she pinched her waist with both hands: "You mean, I'm not a VIP?"
"I didn't mean that, it's just that, according to the level of the invitation letter, you really have to go through another channel!"