"Uh, how did that man just get in?" Wang Dadong stiffened.
The beautiful customer service smiled sweetly at Wang Dadong and said, "Because he is one of our masters here."
"I am also a master." Wang Dadong said seriously.
"Oh? Then please show me your ID."
"Uh, I forgot to bring it."
"I'm sorry, sir, but this is a high-end beauty salon, and without credentials, you cannot enter."
Wang Dadong was feeling frustrated, wondering how he could get in when he suddenly noticed the female customer service's face showing a hint of pain as her fingers instinctively pressed on her waist.
A smile suddenly spread across his face.
"Little Han, is your back hurting again?" Wang Dadong asked with a grin.
Gu Han slightly furrowed her brows and nodded. Her back pain wasn't anything serious; it was just due to standing for long periods as a receptionist, plus always wearing high heels, which led to muscle strain in her back.
Back pain isn't a disease, but it's agony when it strikes.