The guy called Li San, still stood there dumbfounded.
He watched the young girl, speaking fluently in a language he couldn't understand, chatting and laughing with two blonde foreign women.
Her every gesture was even more graceful than those of society ladies in magazines.
The blonde lady took out a wad of green notes from her purse, handed them to Lin Wan Yi, and enthusiastically instructed her attendant to bring out a few beautifully packaged boxes of cookies and chocolates from the car as an extra thank you.
Li San's eyes widened in disbelief.
US Dollars!
Those were US Dollars!
And those were imported goods you could only find at the innermost counters of Friendship Stores!
His knees felt weak.
How could this be a simple country girl? She must be a deeply hidden young mistress from a wealthy family!
Lin Wan Yi bade farewell to the two ladies, took her empty basket and the gifts, and turned to leave.
