On the road, the little three-wheeled motorcycle sped as fast as lightning.
Tang Hao arrived at Provincial City in less than twenty minutes. A few minutes later, he stopped at the entrance to a cafe.
Tang Hao hopped off the little three-wheeled motorcycle and went inside.
Many well-dressed people were sitting in the cafe. Some were wearing trendy clothes.
Many people furrowed their brows when they saw Tang Hao at the entrance. Some displayed looks of disdain.
'That boy looks quite handsome, but his clothes are extremely outdated. Oh my god! There's crusted mud on his pants!'
Their brows were locked even tighter when they saw the little three-wheeled motorcycle parked outside.
"Where is this country bumpkin from?"
"He's probably a peasant farmer from a countryside village. Since when do peasant farmers drink coffee like us city folk?"
The people in the cafe whispered among themselves, their voices brimming with mockery.
