The service from the big sister at the front desk was so enthusiastic, and even moved me.
When I drove over, I didn't see the entrance of the parking lot. I called the front desk. My eldest sister greeted me on the side of the road. Because the Transit car's longer parking lot was too small to park, the eldest sister also helped guide the car into the parking space. I said, eldest sister, you are busy and don't bother you. The eldest sister still patiently waited for my car to stop.
Every time you pass the front desk, you will greet you warmly.
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