"Fangfang, this classmate of yours looks pretty handsome. Too bad he's too poor. There's no future as a delivery boy."
"Go deliver your packages then. Why are you loitering here? It's not like you can afford the houses no matter how you look at them."
"Look, he's even wearing a string of jade bears on his wrist, and it's red too. It's a bootleg from the market. Heh! If he's so poor, why is he pretending to be rich?"
The sales clerks stole glances while quietly mocking him.
Tang Hao frowned. He was a little ticked off but did not raise a scene.
He walked in front of a model building and looked at it carefully.
"Hey! What are you doing? Deliveries go to the reception desk. What's there to look at here?"
"Right! You can't afford it anyway!"
The few sales clerks chattered.
"What about it? Can't I just look?" Tang Hao said, a little frustrated.
