h4Chapter 401: Chapter 401: Smiling Tiger/h4

The bespectacled secretary, Wen Mu, immediately set about handling it.

"By the way, I need to remind Mr. Xiao of something."

Jin Qichuan paused for a moment before continuing, "The Wells membership is universal across its services. Since Mr. Xiao has canceled his membership, he will no longer be able to ess Wells-owned facilities such as the equestrian club, golf course, spa, and wellness center."

Wells spans various entertainment industries and is considered the top-tier high-end brand in the field.

Xiao Zhen’s spine stiffened abruptly.

He had scheduled a golf outing with a famous director for tomorrow. If he can’t even get through the door, how the hell is he supposed to manage?

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Is it toote to regret this now?

The influencer woman had never expected such a turn of events. Shaking Xiao Zhen’s arm, she whined, "Brother Zhen, what do we do now? I was still nning to get a spa treatmentter!"

Xiao Zhen found himself in a predicament, forcing him to bite the bullet and say, "These clubs aren’t exclusive to Wells; we can simply switch to another one."

"But Wells is the best brand."

The influencer woman wasn’t willing to give up her ess to Wells, the top-tier service chain. She quickly approached Manager Chen and said, "Manager Chen, is it possible for us not to cancel the membership card after all?"

Manager Chen remained silent, not daring to respond.

The boss behind the scenes was standing right there; it wasn’t up to him to make the call.

At this moment, Wen Mu approached and said, "Apologies, Mr. Xiao, but your membership card has just been canceled in the system. If you wish to reapply for a membership card, you’ll need to umte one million in spending to qualify for a tinum Card."

One million!

He wouldn’t even manage that in a year!

"Howe the efficiency of your processes is so damn high? You canceled it in just a blink of an eye," the influencer woman couldn’t help butin.

"We always adhere to high efficiency in meeting client requests. Plus, Mr. Xiao actively requested the cancetion just now; we had no reason not toply," the secretary exined calmly, without yielding an inch.

"Brother Zhen, didn’t you say you know the boss behind Wells? Give him a call and ask him to reinstate our tinum Card; that shouldn’t be an issue, right?" Seeing no way out, the influencer woman pleaded with Xiao Zhen.

Xiao Zhen’s expression turned conflicted.

He did indeed have the boss’s phone number—but it was from a business card a senior had handed him. He had never contacted the boss before! Making such an abrupt call now—would the person even pick up?

Noticing his hesitation, the influencer woman prodded him, "Brother Zhen, give it a try! Maybe it’ll actually work!"

Xiao Zhen gritted his teeth, then fished out the card from his wallet.

When Xiao Zhen pulled out the gold-embossed, white-background business card, Jin Qichuan’s lips twitched faintly.

That punk Jin Xu—is he handing out my business cards all over the ce again?

The call went through quickly.

Ring... ring... ring...

The ringtone suddenly echoed through the spacious and silent room.

Everyone looked around curiously, trying to see whose phone was ringing. Soon enough, their gazes fell on the secretary standing next to Jin Qichuan in the center of the crowd.

Wen Mu nced at the caller ID and respectfully handed over the phone. "Mr. Jin, it’s your call—an unfamiliar number."

Before answering, Jin Qichuan nced at Xiao Zhen, staring at him so intensely that it made Xiao Zhen’s scalp tingle. Then, with an outward calm, Jin Qichuan answered the call, his warm voice sounding out: "Who is this?"

Xiao Zhen recognized the exact same words from the voice on the other end of the line, and his face instantly turned pale as if he’d seen a ghost.

"Brother Zhen, did the call connect?" The influencer woman asked with concern, eyes wide.

Xiao Zhen stiffly lowered his phone and pressed the side button to turn it off. "The other person’s phone couldn’t be reached."

He turned his head to nce at Jin Qichuan, noticing that Jin Qichuan had simultaneously set down his phone as well, with the faintest smile curling his lips—a knowing, mocking smile.

It was a smile like that of a grinning tiger.