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Chapter 4 Admission Notice

The next day, the admission letter was successfully delivered to Song Yuanyuan.

Looking at the particularly gorgeous and exquisite admission letter, Song Yuanyuan placed it on the table and began to open it.

After reading it, Song Yuanyuan didn’t quite understand. She was admitted to Class 9, but the class didn’t specify what majors the students studied.

So she went to Class 9 of the Academy of Superpowers. What kind of knowledge did they want to teach her?

Today is Wednesday, and the notice asked her to report to school tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Are they so anxious, afraid that she will fly away?
She just packed up her large single-family villa yesterday and is about to leave.

Really served!

There was no other choice, so Song Yuanyuan asked the robot Xiaoyuan to help her pack up and prepare to report.

As for myself, I got up and went to the mall to buy things.

Standing at the door of the mall, Song Yuanyuan glanced at the name of the mall, yawned slightly, and went in.

She wore a white short-sleeved top, black jeans, and a pair of canvas shoes. Her long hair was draped behind her, and she wore a black hat on her head, giving her a lazy and casual look.

After seeing a luxury goods store, Song Yuanyuan opened her terminal to check her account and only stepped into it after confirming the countless zeros inside.

As soon as she entered, the waiter greeted her immediately, but when he saw that she was wearing unknown clothes and had no makeup on, he showed disgust on his face.

"Hello, what would you like to buy?" The tone was neither cold nor indifferent, without any enthusiasm at all.

Song Yuanyuan didn't care about her attitude and walked straight to the clothes and pants.

After a quick glance, she found a few clothes she liked and was about to reach out to take them when the waiter next to her stopped her.

His eyes were full of disdain: "My dear customer, you are not allowed to wear anything here. If you want to buy something, I will help you get it."

After saying this, he added: "Can you afford to pay for it if it gets dirty?"

Song Yuanyuan looked at the waiter, with a look of condescension on her face that showed disgust and disdain.

"."Song Yuanyuan was speechless. It has been 9500 years in Interstellar, and there are still such snobbish waiters.

"Does your store have a rule that customers can't touch your clothes?"

"Or are your clothes so noble that they get dirty if you touch them?"

When the waiter was asked this, he folded his arms and stood in front of the clothes rack. His disdainful expression made people very angry.

"Can someone like you afford it?"

"I've seen a lot of people like you, pretending to be rich even though you don't have any money."

Song Yuanyuan seemed to know why no one patronized this store. This kind of snobbish waiter would blacklist this store as soon as he came.

There's no point in confronting such a person. Even if you throw the balance in front of her, she will still have a lot of reasons to question whether her money is clean.

"Where is your manager?" Song Yuanyuan was already searching the store, trying to see where the manager was.

"Pfft, you want to see our manager." The waiter laughed, "You are dreaming, our manager is busy with all kinds of things, so why would he bother with you?"

When her colleague saw her mocking the guests like this, he quickly filled a glass of water and came over to hand it to Song Yuanyuan.

"Sorry, can I serve you next?" The colleague had a sincere smile on his face and sincerity in his eyes, and handed the water to Song Yuanyuan with both hands.

At this time, Song Yuanyuan glanced at it and didn't answer it, saying coldly, "No need."

Then, in front of them, he opened the terminal, checked the official website, and called the reporting phone number.

After explaining the situation here, the customer service over there did nothing. They just kept playing dumb, which made Song Yuanyuan very angry.

The waiter smirked and said, "Humph, you still want to complain about me? My brother is the manager."

I must have not checked the auspicious day before going out today, otherwise how could I have encountered such a disgusting thing?
Song Yuanyuan took a deep breath, then called the store manager and said in a particularly tough tone: "I have a question for you to answer. I went into the store to buy clothes, but she wouldn't let me touch or put on anything. Is that right?"

The mall manager quickly replied, "No."

"Then come to the scene. I need you to answer my questions face to face."

The waiter didn't expect her to call the mall manager and looked surprised.

Song Yuanyuan took off her hat, shook her head to tidy up her hair, and stood at the door waiting for the mall manager.

Song Jiaojiao, who was shopping in the mall with her friends, stopped when she saw him standing at the door of a luxury store.

When her friend next to her saw her stop, he asked, "What happened to Jiaojiao?"

"I saw my second sister. I...I'll go say hello." Song Jiaojiao said as she walked towards Song Yuanyuan.

Her friends followed.

"Second sister, why are you here?" Song Jiaojiao's sweet voice rang out. Song Yuanyuan, who was playing on the terminal, frowned when she heard the voice.

What's up with that being a bit jarring?

I looked up and saw four people standing not far from me, both men and women, all very handsome and beautiful.

"Who are you?" Song Yuanyuan asked coldly.

This sentence choked Song Jiaojiao. Her second sister actually didn't recognize her!
"I'm Song Jiaojiao, your younger sister." Song Jiaojiao introduced herself.

"Oh, that sickly girl." In the original owner's impression, her little sister was a sickly girl who needed medicine every other day.

Once upon a time, Song Yuanyuan was slapped hard by her mother just because she accidentally dropped her medicine.

Later, he was put in solitary confinement by his father for a day.

From that day on, Song Yuanyuan kept her distance from her sister and would stay away from her even if she met her.

"Jiaojiao is not a sickly person!" A cute girl in a pink dress next to her immediately retorted, her face full of anger.

Being called a sickly girl, Song Jiaojiao lowered her head slightly with dissatisfaction on her face.

She clearly had special abilities and was very talented, but due to her physical condition she had never dared to use them much.

The word "sickly" is a taboo word for her. If she hears this word at home,

That person will definitely be punished by her.

There was a hint of viciousness in Song Jiaojiao's eyes. She thought her parents wouldn't care about someone who brought shame to the family.

"Miss Song, you are here. What clothes do you want to buy?" The waiter who had looked down on others just now immediately changed his expression after seeing Song Jiaojiao.

With a flattering smile on his face, he then looked at Song Yuanyuan and snorted, "Some people should be more self-aware. You can't just buy the clothes here if you want."

He rolled his eyes and started to chase people away: "Hurry up and leave, don't delay our business."

Song Jiaojiao listened to the waiter's words and said in a weak and tender manner, "Second sister, did you do something to make me angry?"

"Other people are working very hard, so don't make it difficult for them."

(End of this chapter)