Qian Hongyan followed the Xiao family into the restaurant with resentment towards Mrs. Xiao.
Mrs. Xiao sat down directly at the main seat of the dining table, glanced at the food prepared by Qian Hongyan, frowned dissatisfied and said: "Why are they all home-cooked dishes? There is not a single hard dish. I don't know how old I am.
Now, do you need to replenish your body?"
Qian Hongyan said with a sense of grievance: "Mom, you can't blame me for this. You control all the money in the family. I only have a few hundred yuan in total, so how can I afford big fish and meat?"
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Mrs. Xiao snorted coldly: "You just know how to find excuses. You can buy a chicken for stew for a few hundred yuan, right? A native chicken only costs a hundred yuan. Can't you afford it?"
Qian Hongyan was very angry and said: "Mom, if you don't give me living expenses for the five members of the family, I am a clever woman who can't make a living without rice. After all, there is pork in today's meal. I may not even be able to eat meat in the next meal."
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Mrs. Xiao glared at her: "Living expenses are no problem, but you have to reimburse them in real terms. From now on, you will go to regular supermarkets to buy groceries and come to me for reimbursement with receipts."
Qian Hongyan knew that the old lady was really afraid that she would enrich herself.
Qian Hongyan felt a little disgusted when she thought that she might have to pay several hundred yuan to buy groceries every day and reconcile the accounts with the old lady.
But she didn't show it, and just said smoothly: "Okay, since Mom doesn't mind the trouble, we will reconcile the accounts every day from now on."
Old Mrs. Xiao smiled sarcastically: "I don't find it troublesome. Madam, I am very energetic."
Qian Hongyan wisely did not answer her words, picked up the bowl and took a few bites.
Xiao Weiwei, who was next to her, was flipping through her phone and eating something in small bites, and then said to Mrs. Xiao: "Grandma, can I apply for an image fee from you?"
Mrs. Xiao frowned and asked, "What image fee?"
Xiao Weiwei said sweetly: "Grandma, you see, I am also the commercial director of our Xiao Group now. This commercial director is usually dedicated to external affairs. After going out, he represents the image of our company, so my dress, even
All cosmetics and skin care products must conform to our company’s positioning.”
Mrs. Xiao rolled her eyes at her and said, "Stop talking to me here. Just say what you want."
Xiao Weiwei said: "Grandma, I want to apply for 100,000 yuan to buy a bag, new clothes, some cosmetics, skin care products and so on."
"One hundred thousand?!" Mrs. Xiao snorted coldly: "Do you really think our money was blown by the strong wind?"
Xiao Weiwei said a little aggrievedly: "Grandma, didn't Mr. Wu give us tens of millions? The company has plenty of funds in its account. 100,000 yuan is nothing to us!"
Mrs. Xiao said angrily: "It's nothing? Let me tell you, money is just because I always feel that 100,000 yuan is nothing, 200,000 yuan is nothing, or even 1 million is nothing, so it's
The Xiao Group was defeated little by little! So from now on, we must seize this opportunity to rise from the ashes, and we must not make any mistakes we have made before!"
Xiao Weiwei was also a little unhappy, and muttered with a little emotion: "After such a long and hard life, I don't even have a decent set of cosmetics. From now on, I will go out to discuss business and cooperation with such an unkempt look.
I'm sorry for the reputation of our Xiao Group. Besides, I sold all my previous bags to make a living, and now I don't even have a good bag. I will be laughed at when I go out."
Old Mrs. Xiao waved her hands impatiently: "Okay, don't do this with me. The bag problem is easy to solve. Just buy a fake one. Wouldn't it be quite honorable to buy a fake Hermès and carry it around?
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