The receptionist looked at the Black Gold Card in Yun Zijin's hand, a little perplexed.
She had been working at the front desk of Yungong No. 1 for several years now, handling payments and the like. She'd seen her fair share of black cards, but this was the first time she'd ever come across one that looked like this.
However, she didn't assume Yun Zijin's card was fake. With utmost professionalism, she accepted the Black Gold Card from Yun Zijin and began to process the new membership.
After inputting the membership information, she finally saw the successful deposit confirmation. The receptionist was incredibly relieved she hadn't acted rashly just because she hadn't recognized the card.
This was also partly because Yun Zijin had been thoroughly pampered by the system, and she now exuded a natural, deep-seated confidence. Even though her clothes and accessories were understated, they made her seem elegantly discreet rather than plainly poor.
