"We haven't even shopped yet, how do you know we don't have money?" Tang Ming frowned slightly, cursing inwardly:
"This employee's quality is really lousy."
"Hehe, a single item here costs over twenty thousand, with your outfits, even a year's salary combined probably couldn't buy one piece, right?"
Xiao Zhao looked at Tang Ming and the others with disdain, saying with disgust, "Poor bastards like you pretending to be big shots when you have no money—I've seen too many. Get lost quickly, don't block the doorway and hinder our business."
"Hehe, talking about buying clothes, but you can't even get through the door now, can you?" Wang Zhiling stood aside, saying with a mocking face.
"Call your manager over, I want to see what authority you have to refuse customers at the door."
Tang Ming's expression cooled, not bothering to waste words with someone like Xiao Zhao.
"Exactly, I want to complain about you," Li Xiaoli shouted angrily: