C250 Lure

Gao Zhiwei's face turned beet red, as if he had been harshly slapped.

Yet, undeterred, he raised his voice and said, “Well, I didn’t expect you to bring in a shill. That’s pretty low!”

Meanwhile, the old man had made his way to the front of the stall, shooting Gao Zhiwei a look of disapproval. “Who’s calling me a shill? If you don’t know about orchids, don’t talk nonsense!”

Gao Zhiwei scoffed