Forget about whether she's a cousin or not.
As a member of Yan Zao's family, she absolutely couldn't drop the ball; her confidence and demeanor had to keep up.
All cousins alike, Zhong Feifei couldn't stop comparing herself to Wen Jing with a disdainful look, "She just seems like such a country bumpkin."
Wen Jing's everyday clothes were indeed very ordinary, with summer outfits ranging around two to three hundred, and the pricier ones within a thousand.
Not a single luxury brand could be found on her.
Yan Zao immediately spoke up to defend Wen Jing, "This store doesn't serve high-end clients; high-end clients should go to other stores and not hinder our business."
The eviction notice was very direct.
Not giving Zhong Feifei any face.
Zhong Feifei got so angry that she frowned and puffed her cheeks, stretching out her hand to point at Yan Zao, "Do you believe I can make my daddy buy out your store?"
These words came out so smoothly, spoken with great familiarity.
