As he stepped out of the car, Wu Yun saw a tall female receptionist in a trench coat waiting by the vehicle.
"Welcome, sirs! Do you have a reservation?" The female receptionist took two steps forward. Her perfume was strong, but the scent wasn't overpowering.
Looking at the somewhat timid Gao Qiang, Wu Yun found it rather amusing. 'You weren't like this in your past life at all,' he thought.
"No. Is that a problem?" Wu Yun asked nonchalantly.
The female receptionist smiled. "Not at all. It's just that if you have a preferred technician in mind, you may have to wait."
"That's fine. Just arrange anyone for us," Wu Yun said, unconcerned.
"Of course, sirs! Please follow me! You can select your services on the second floor." The receptionist led the way with elegant strides, her high heels clacking on the floor.
