Since Lu Li was still angry, Ling Xue started to cry. "I'm sorry, Lu Li. I was brought up in such an environment since I was young. The lipstick I used to use was only ten dollars each, and the eyebrow pencil was only one dollar each. I didn't know that there would be bad effects from it."
Of course, bringing up the past would always be a sore spot for Lu Li. She lived in the slums. Even if she was wrong, it was not her fault.
Lu Li heard that she used cosmetics that cost a few dollars and pulled her over. "Ling Xue, I know you've suffered a lot, but selling fake products will bring on complaints. We must have countermeasures in the future."
She had already thought of a countermeasure before Lu Li came.
