Master, Master!

Lin Rong was embarrassed. After confirming that he hadn't gone to the wrong box, he gestured for Master Chu Yun to wait a second, then went into the box.

Soon, quarreling could be heard from the box.

It was another steward of the chamber of commerce quarreling with Lin Rong, a woman, and of course it was who the box belonged to that they were arguing about.

Lin Rong said he had booked it during the day.

The woman said that clients with a Purple Tiger Card should take precedence.

"Lin Rong, have you already forgotten the rules of the chamber of commerce? Does your client have a card issued by the bank?"

The woman's voice was beautiful, and she was silver-tongued. She had forcibly occupied the box, but it sounded like she hadn't done anything wrong at all.

"Of course I know the rules, but there are special cases—" Lin Rong tried his best to argue. No matter whether he could win the quarrel or not, he had to show the master his helpful attitude.