"You really are a case of birds of a feather flocking together!"
The property manager suddenly came out with such an insulting phrase toward Old Man Zhao and Zhao Lifang, laughing sarcastically as he spoke.
"The old man sweeps the streets day and night, earning just over a thousand a month. The younger one hasn't made a move in two months, not even renting out a single apartment, only getting a few hundred to a thousand in guaranteed wages."
"You father and daughter are really lucky to have found each other, both of your salaries combined don't even amount to half of mine, even beggars outside might make more than you do."
The nearby cleaners and security guards looked at Zhao Lifang, such a pretty and spirited girl, wondering how she could be earning so little. They all shook their heads at Zhao Lifang.
Zhao Lifang, not willing to accept this, stood up wanting to argue with the property manager, but was pulled back by Old Man Zhao.
