Oh, so you can do that huh? Listening to what the women were saying as they walked away, Su Ran felt that she had just lost out on a ton of money.
As she thought about that regretfully, she went back inside the apartment and started to clean up her appearance.
Ten minutes later, Su Ran walked past Da Baos grandma without any makeup on. Da Baos grandma almost didnt recognize the neighbor that has been living on the same floor as her for the last few years.
You? Oh? Su, Su Ran? You are on your way out? After all, she had just taken a bunch of her stuff just a few minutes ago. Now that she realized this was Su Ran, itd be quite awkward for her to not at least greet Su Ran.
Yes, on my way out.
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Someone who works night went out so early in the day time? The sun will be rising from the West. With her new style of clothes on, it looked like she had completely changed into a different set of skin, grumbled Da Baos grandma after Su Ran had walked out of ear shot.
Su Ran tied her hair back into a ponytail today. She had no makeup on and also didnt try to hide the scar on her forehead like the original owner normally would. She had on the same outfit from yesterday and also a pair of white sneakers.
Almost all of the original owners shoes were over 10 centimeters work style stilettos, with an occasional pair over 15 centimeters. This pair of sneakers that had been washed so many times that it was starting to turn white obviously didnt belong to Su Ran.
If they didnt belong to Su Ran, then they must belong to Su Han.
When Su Han left home, he only brought with him his book bag and the clothes that he had on him and nothing else. Su Ran figured this pair of shoes were left behind from then.
Having lived with Su Ran for over ten years, Su Han still possessed very little. Whatever he had left behind, would not have been noticed amidst the original owners massive amount of stuff.
For a 12-year-old, his shoe size was already at 37, same as the original owner. That worked out perfectly.
At least, as far as Su Ran was concerned right now, her instant sons sneakers were much better than the original owners heels that could also be classified as weapons.
In her new style, not only her neighbors, even those who had been working with her just the day before had a hard time figuring out that she was the same person as the one from yesterday.
Sure enough, right when she arrived at the club that the original owner had worked at, she was stopped.
Stay right there. Who are you?
Hah? I have something to take care of, so I.
Something to take care of? Do you know what kind of a place this is? You just kept on walking. This is not a milk tea shop, we are not open during the day time.
Aye, Uncle Wang, its me, Su Ran. Noticing that he didnt recognize her, Su Ran identified herself.
When she transmigrated over, she had adopted the original owners memories, so she was relatively familiar with the original owners workplace.
Su Ran? You are Su Ran?
Oh boy. You didnt have makeup on. I didnt recognize you at all. After he had recollected himself, Uncle Wang chuckled embarrassingly.
So, why are you here so early?
I need to take care of something.
Ah you want to have a career change, speculated Uncle Wang.
Throughout the years, many had left this place for a different phase in life some went back to their old home; some got a serious job, some got married and had children. Of course, some were picked up by rich men as well.
Judging from the way Su Ran looked, she probably belonged to the group who was going to get a real job and live her life.
Something like that, smiled Su Ran as she nodded.
Then good luck to you.
Uncle Wang only became a security guard here because he didnt have much education. He wasnt a bad person. It did sadden him to see so many young girls join this profession.
Now that someone had it all figured out and wanted to go for a real job, Uncle Wang was genuinely happy for her.
Is Hong-jie in yet?
Hong-jie was the woman who led the team with her to the Gus yesterday. All the princesses at the club reported to her so Su Ran must talk to her in order to quit the job.