To look like a poor person, Mrs. Gao didn't wear any jewelry but a most humble-looking barrette before coming. That barrette was a gift from her daughter. It was expensive indeed, but only a few people in China knew about PORE as a brand. So, Mrs. Gao didn't expect it to be recognized by a help.
"You… What are you talking about? I bought this from a street stall, it only cost tens of yuan," she said.
"We can find out if it only cost tens of yuan on PORE's official website," Lusang curved her lips while saying, her eyes were filled with coldness. "However, no matter how much this barrette is worth, I don't intend to forgive you. Because I hate people like you, who like to pretend to be poor and take advantage of your seniority the most."
"Who are taking advantage of their seniority?" Hearing her, Gao Shengyuan immediately pulled a long face and said, "We're kneeling on the ground to beg you, what else do you want?"
