C48 We Are Low-profile Not Poor
C48 We Are Low-profile Not Poor
The next day, it was Sunday. The company was supposed to work overtime, but Gu Yi called and told Xiong Miao to give her a day off since she was sick.
Xiong Miao and Su Mumu settled the score at home.
There was a total of 80,000 yuan. Excluding the 50,000 yuan that needed to be returned to Zhan Yeling, there was still 30,000 left. After that, he gave Su Mumu 12,000 yuan, and there was only 18,000 left.
Xiong Miao decided to send the group to kindergarten. She could not waste too much of Su Mumu's time.
Because the kindergarten had already started for half a semester, six small groups only needed 8,000 yuan to register.
After registering for the group members, they would have an experience class in the afternoon. The adults had to leave the garden to give the children a chance to adapt to their independence.
Therefore, Xiong Miao and Su Mumu went out to shop in a relaxed manner.
With the ten thousand yuan in her pocket, Xiong Miao planned to buy some clothes for the kids.
The two of them took the bus to the shopping mall.
"Meow, there is a female clothing store over there. Let's go and take a look." Su Mumu held Xiong Miao's arm and pointed at a high-end female clothing store.
"It's better not to look. It's not like I need clothes." Which woman could resist beautiful clothes?
It was not that Xiong Miao did not want beautiful clothes, but she pinched the card in her hand. Thinking of the remaining numbers in it, she did not have the courage to look.
"Meow, you are now the manager of Design Department of Rich Corporation. You cannot wear such shabby clothes every day. You will be looked down upon." In the workplace, she understood the rules of looking at people based on their appearance.
"But..." Xiong Miao still hesitated.
"Stop butting. Besides, isn't your Design Department's seasonal product launch going to start soon? As the chief designer, are you going to attend such an important event with a few dozen dollars worth of Taobao? "
Su Mumu had seen Xiong Miao's wardrobe. They were all cheap clothes that were bought online.
Once worn, it did not look like it.
It was time for her to dress up as well.
"Alright then. Let's go take a look at the style. If it's too expensive, we'll buy a similar style online." Xiong Miao had done this many times before. The brand shop was too expensive, so she did not have the money to buy it.
"I'm impressed. Let's go." Su Mumu pulled her into the store.
The waiter in the store wore the same business suit, tie, and hairstyle.
It looked very high-end.
Xiong Miao and Su Mumu were wearing clothes that cost tens of yuan from the Internet today.
Those who knew the industry could tell that it was fake.
The waiter in the lead saw the two of them dressed in poor clothes and even had a look of contempt in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, ladies, our restaurant is for high-end people." The waiter stepped forward and spoke in a harsh tone. He didn't know how to be polite.
Xiong Miao and Su Mumu were not respected at all.
"What do you mean? Are you saying that we can't afford your family's clothes?" Su Mumu had a straight temper and did not want to be looked down upon.
The waiter looked at them with a scrutinizing gaze and found that they were wearing clothes from head to toe. In total, it was less than 200 yuan. He looked at them more and more disdainfully. "Miss, the clothes here are not what the poor can afford."
This time, Xiong Miao did not wait for Su Mumu to speak and went forward. She was so angry that her brows furrowed, "You should be more respectful. We are just keeping a low profile and not poor!"
Xiong Miao glanced and found an apricot-colored checkered suit. It seemed to have a good design. "I like that one. Take it down and let me try it!"