"What do you wear, eat, or use that isn't produced by these laborers? In your eyes, they're just poor people to be looked down upon. Do you think that because they're poor, they deserve your discrimination?"
Wang Hao pointed to the sanitation workers outside who'd received clothes.
"Actually, there's no difference between you and them. You just have a shiny exterior, but your hearts are incredibly filthy, whereas they're different from you. They are nobler than you, and they wouldn't mock others based on their appearance."
Having said that, Wang Hao snorted coldly at them and looked at the group with contempt.
They didn't dare to rebut a single word Wang Hao said because his words struck at their hearts. Indeed, they were just buying self-respect with money.
"You've given away all the clothes, so what are you going to wear tonight?"
Wen Xiaowei asked Wang Hao with an annoyed glance.
