Being rejected, Allen Lin took out her phone and dialed the manager's number of the SPA.
The receptionist didn't know why she suddenly felt something wrong, but when she thought of the clients she kicked out this morning, she instantly felt relieved.
Those who wore better clothes than Allen Lin had all been driven out by her, and they didn't say anything. Allen Lin was wearing such a poor dress that didn't worth much all over her body. What background could she have?
"Hello, Mr.Wang. I'm Allen Lin, the person in charge of the cloud platform. I have something to discuss with you. May I meet you now?"
"Okay, please tell the receptionist to let me go upstairs."
Allen Lin hung up the phone and looked at the stunned receptionist.
The receptionist was indeed confused. What did Allen Lin say? How could he say that he was the person in charge of the cloud platform? Wasn't that the platform she had mentioned before? Why did he come to her so soon?
It must be fake!