"If I also had a membership card, could I enter too?"
Yang Yifeng suddenly said.
"Of course you can, as long as you are a member of this establishment, you are allowed entry."
The two greeters spoke excitedly upon hearing this as if they had grasped a lifeline. However, the lean man wrapped his arm around the slender yet voluptuous waist of the woman beside him, feeling her creamy skin beneath the thin silk, and sneered.
"You? A migrant worker from who-knows-where thinks he has a membership card? Hahaha! Country bumpkin, do you have any idea how much the lowest level membership card here costs? Five hundred thousand! Even the lowest level membership card requires a fee of five hundred thousand. Never mind your status, do you think even if you sold yourself, you'd fetch five hundred thousand?"
"Giggle, Brother Long, this country bumpkin must be here to crack jokes, right? Why don't you just give him a little tip."
"Alright! I'm in a good mood today, take this money and scram..."