Lin Tian nodded and then continued, "Isn't ten thousand yuan a bit too little?"
"Too little? You can make ten thousand yuan in just one day and one night, don't be too greedy," said the young man named Zhai Zhiyang, his facial expression seemingly quite displeased.
Li Miaofu quickly said, "Zhixiang, Dongwei, you may not know who Lin Tian is. He is..."
"So what, a country bumpkin can still be some big shot?" Li Dongwei said with scorn.
Li Miaofu's face slightly changed, and she was about to explain Lin Tian's identity, but Lin Tian interrupted her.
"I am indeed just an ordinary country person, sorry for not matching up to your status," Lin Tian said with a smile, gesturing to Li Miaofu to stop.
Li Miaofu was very puzzled, not understanding why Lin Tian wouldn't let her finish.
But Li Miaofu didn't dare to go against Lin Tian's decision. Since Lin Tian didn't want to explain, she then said no more.
"At least you're self-aware," Zhai Zhiyang said.
