The quietness of the town was completely broken.
There were no vendors in sight on that street, instead, reporters flooded in from all over.
Those reporters, with long and short guns and guns, as long as they saw people on the street, would desperately hold them back and interview them.
"This uncle, do you know where Mr. Ye Bei lives?" A female reporter held an uncle with excitement.
"I don't know!"
The uncle waved his hand, looking a little impatient.
But before he could leave, he was stopped by at least another five reporters.
However, this female reporter obviously needed to be more patient. Seeing that the uncle was about to leave, she hurriedly stepped forward, "Then uncle, what do you think about the opportunity that Mr. Ye Bei said? There are so many people now, do you feel that your life has been affected in any way?"
"Yes, it's affected. Do you think it's exciting to walk on this 100-meter street for 20 minutes?"
