Bianca’s expression changed: "Impossible, are you saying this to help her? I’ve been buying your clothes for so many years and I’ve never heard of any supre VIP."
Indeed, Bianca has always been fond of this brand.
From hats and accessories to clothes and shoes, she basically only buys this brand.
Over the years, she beca a premium VIP.
So basically every ti she entered this brand’s store, she was given preferential treatnt and had never been left out like this before.
Not to ntion that the things she fancied were bought by soone else.
She was convinced that the so-called supre VIP was made up by these two salespeople to help July Quinn.
"We’re not lying to you, this supre VIP truly exists."
Just like witnessing ghosts, many have heard of it, but hardly anyone has actually seen it.
Just like these two salespeople, who have stayed in the store for years, have never seen this supposed supre VIP.
So when these two saw the supre VIP card earlier, they were dumbfounded for quite a while.
It wasn’t until they saw the CEO’s signature on it that they confird it was indeed the supre VIP card they had only seen once during a training session.
But Bianca was still yelling: "I don’t believe it, now go get your manager. Hurry up!"
Fortunately, just as she finished shouting, a voice ca through.
"No need to find anyone, I can tell you that our brand does indeed have a supre VIP card, but there’s only one issued globally, and it’s signed by our CEO personally. I can authenticate it myself."
Bianca and the salespeople followed the voice and saw a woman in a professional suit briskly approaching them.
"Manager!"
Salespeople Margaret and Kiki quickly greeted her.
The manager imdiately took the supre VIP card from Margaret’s hands and after confirming it, her expression changed repeatedly.
"May I ask if you are the cardholder?" The manager looked at July Quinn with respect and seriousness.
July just slightly nodded.
"Alright, please rest for a mont, I will settle this for you imdiately."
After saying this, the manager instructed Margaret and Kiki, "Lead this miss to our lounge for a mont, and you prepare tea and snacks for her."
As for Bianca, the premium VIP custor, her presence was almost invisible.
How could Bianca, who had always relied on this identity to enjoy privilege in the store, possibly let this go?
"Just because she’s your supre VIP custor, you completely ignore premium VIP custors? Aren’t you afraid that premium VIP custors will be disheartened and stop shopping at your store in the future?"
She didn’t want to lose face in front of July Quinn!
So she at least had to fight for fair treatnt for herself.
Based on past experiences, Bianca thought the manager would probably make a proper compromise, find another set of clothes, and let her enter the lounge to enjoy tea and snacks.
But Bianca never expected that the manager’s way of handling it this ti would be——
"Since this premium VIP custor is already disheartened, then stop shopping at our store in the future."
"How dare you treat like this? Do you know my identity?"
Bianca wanted to reveal her connection to The Keaton Family Vanguard Corps and being Roman Kidd’s cousin.
But before she could speak, the manager added: "Our store does not welco custors who like to flaunt their identities, please leave."
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