"Huh? Villas in Zhonghai?"
Hearing this, it was only the middle-aged aunties who became excited, but also the other old men and women around.
Most importantly, the villas in Zhonghai could often cost more than a billion yuan.
The young man was so handsome and rich. It would be a good opportunity to introduce him to their daughters.
"Young man, are you kidding me? If you're really that rich, why did you come here to sell fruits?" The middle-aged woman said.
"Even if your fruits are sold for 3,000 yuan for 500g, you won't be able to earn enough to buy nine villas. Let's be honest. There's no need to lie."
Lin Yi smiled calmly. "Whatever you say."
The middle-aged woman pursed her lips. Although this young man was handsome, he was full of nonsense. It was obvious at just a glance that he was unreliable.
Moreover, he was a fruit seller. He was not somebody to introduce to her daughter.
