Qian Hongyan followed the Xiao family into the restaurant with resentment towards Old Lady Xiao.

Old Mrs. Xiao sat down directly on the main seat of the dining table, looked at the food prepared by Qian Hongyan, frowned in dissatisfaction and said, "Why are all home-cooked dishes? There is not a single hard dish. I wonder if I am old and need to replenish my body?"

Qian Hongyan said with some grievance: "Mom, you can't blame me for this. You keep the money in that family. I only have a few hundred yuan in total. How can I afford big fish and meat?"

Old Mrs. Xiao snorted coldly: "I just know how to find a reason. You can buy a chicken for a few hundred yuan, right? A local chicken costs only about a hundred yuan. Can't you afford it?"

Qian Hongyan was furious and said, "Mom, if you don't give me living expenses, I'm a good woman, but I can't cook without rice. There's pork in the meal today, so I may not even be able to eat meat in the next meal."

Old Mrs. Xiao glared at her: "There is no problem with living expenses, but you have to pay for it. In the future, you will go to a regular supermarket when you buy vegetables and come to me with a small receipt."

Qian Hongyan knew that the old lady was really afraid that she would give herself a full body.

Qian Hongyan felt a little disgusted when she thought that she might have to buy groceries for several hundred yuan a day and reimburse the old lady for reimbursement.

But she didn't show it, just said casually: "Okay, since you don't care about the trouble, then we will check the accounts once a day in the future."

Old Mrs. Xiao smiled sarcastically: "I don't mind the trouble. Old Mrs. I'm very energetic."

Qian Hongyan was so tactful that she didn't answer her words. She picked up the bowl and slapped her two mouthfuls.

Xiao Weiwei next to her was flipping through her cell phone while eating in small bites. Then she said to Old Lady Xiao: "Grandma, can I apply for an image fee from you?"

Old Mrs. Xiao frowned and asked, "What's the image fee?"

Xiao Weiwei said with a good attitude: "Grandma, look, I am now the commercial director of our Xiao Group. This commercial director is usually dedicated to the outside world. After going out, it represents the image of our company, so my dressing, and even cosmetics and skin care products must meet our company's positioning."

Old Mrs. Xiao gave her a blank look and said, "Stop talking to me here, just say whatever you want."

Xiao Weiwei said: "Grandma, I want to apply for 100,000 yuan, buy a bag, buy new clothes, buy some cosmetics, skin care products, etc."

"100,000?" Old Mrs. Xiao snorted coldly: "Do you really think our money is blowing from the strong wind?"

Xiao Weiwei said a little aggrievedly: "Grandma, Mr. Wu has given us tens of millions of dollars, the company's account is quite abundant, and 100,000 yuan is nothing to us!"

Old Mrs. Xiao said angrily: "It's nothing? Let me tell you, money is because I always feel that 100,000 yuan is nothing, 200,000 yuan is nothing, and even 1 million yuan is nothing, so I lost the Xiao Group little by little! So from now on, we must seize the opportunity of rebirth in the ashes and must not make any mistakes we have made before!"

Xiao Weiwei was also a little unhappy and muttered with a little emotion: "I have lived such a long hard life. Now I don't even have a decent set of cosmetics. From now on, I will go out to discuss business and cooperation with such a disheveled face. I'm sorry for the reputation of our Xiao Group. Besides, I sold my bags before for cheap for life, but now I don't even have a good bag. Wouldn't I be laughed at when I go out?"

Old Mrs. Xiao waved her hand impatiently: "Okay, don't follow me to do this. The problem of the package is easy to solve. Just buy a fake one. Isn't it quite a bit of a face to buy a fake Hermes? "

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