Fan Qi lowered her head to confirm the position of the other person's feet. She was wearing a pair of high-heeled shoes, and this kick would definitely teach this pervert a lesson.

Just as she was about to lift her foot, a warm hand rested on her arm. With a slight pull, she was moved to a corner by Chen Zhiqian, who used her back to block the gaze of the wretched man.

The elevator reached the bottom floor. Chen Zhiqian went out first, and Fan Qi quickly followed him and said, "Thank you!"

Instead of the expected polite words, he looked at her hesitantly, and Fan Qi was confused by his gaze and looked down at her clothes.

Although Fan Qi believes that dressing one's own way is a right, and that dressing like this is just uncomfortable, there is nothing wrong with it.

He took a deep breath and said, "I'll tell you again, don't go to that social event. Don't make a mistake. You'll make mistakes at every step."

He thought he still wanted to go to social events? Fan Qi shook his head: "I'm not going. I want to buy some clothes."

Chen Zhiqian seemed relieved when he heard this. He took out his wallet, took out all the hundred-dollar bills inside and handed them to her.

Looking at the money handed over by the fair and slender hand, Fan Qi wondered: Did he think that she was going to buy clothes in order to ask him for money? She recalled it briefly and found that it was true.

I don't know if the director deliberately suppressed her or if there are too many artistes from the mainland coming to Hong Kong to develop their careers. When the original owner signed the contract with the company, she was given the lowest monthly salary of 400 yuan, and if the filming time was not within a certain period, she would be deducted money. The original owner could earn very little from those roles, occasionally 3,000 to 4,000 yuan a month, and most of the months less than 1,000 yuan.

The security guards in the newspaper recruitment ads were already paid 2,000 yuan a month. Even if the house was bought by Chen's parents with gold bars and they didn't have to pay rent, the original owner only earned so little, it would definitely not be enough. She used to say this to Chen Zhiqian just to ask him for money, and she felt at ease with it. In her heart, Chen Zhiqian's life was saved by the Fan family, so what was this little money worth?

She never thought that most of the Chen family's assets had been lost in those years. These were the only assets, and Chen Zhiqian had been working part-time while studying to support their lives. He should be going out to work now, right?

Fan Qi shook her head: "No, I got paid for the film, a total of 20,000 Hong Kong dollars, and I also got 2,000 yuan for taking photos for a magazine, so I have money."

"Okay then. I'll be leaving first."

Chen Zhiqian took the money back, crossed the road to take the subway, and Fan Qi took a bus for two stops to the nearby business district.

After getting off the car and seeing the huge logo of a familiar brand, Fan Qi walked straight forward. Halfway through, he remembered that he was no longer a regular on the trading dragon and tiger list and could no longer buy as he pleased.

Even though the core operating skills remain the same, the trading methods and information acquisition of this era are very different from those of decades later. It will take time to familiarize yourself with and adapt to this market, so you still have to save money.

Fan Qi found a shopping mall that the original owner often went to. In the original owner's memory, the prices in this mall were cheap and the styles were trendy. There were shops one after another and it was full of discount advertisements. Looking at the price tags, they were really very cheap.

She visited several stores in a row. Some of the styles looked like the simple designs she liked, but the fabrics either didn't feel good to the touch, or were okay, but after trying them on, she couldn't say for sure about the fit.

In the past, Fan Qi always felt that she didn't have any requirements for clothes. She basically only wore the same few brands and the simplest styles. Now she knows that those were low requirements after she had enough money. When she didn't have money, her requirements were not low. How can she find the right one if she keeps shopping like this?

Looking at the tights on her body, Fan Qi could only move forward. She saw a store. The clothes displayed in the window were simple and elegant, and the colors were not so flashy. She walked in and looked at two pieces. The material and style met her requirements. She just hoped that the style would not be so lame.

Fan Qi picked up a T-shirt and went into the fitting room. After trying it on, she found it was loose but not bulky, and she felt very good.

She chose jeans and a shirt again, changing out of her bell-bottoms and putting on these jeans and a plaid shirt, and that was it.