Sixty-three How does Ji Pianran know so much?_1

He was better off keeping quiet, but one word from him instantly ignited everyone's fury.

"Lei Bo, what you're saying is not right. Just now we had no choice, but now that Gu Chen can write, why should we overlook the nearby and seek help from afar?"

"Exactly, just the errand fee alone is three yuan, while Gu Chen charges only two yuan for a pair, even cheaper than Teacher Li."

"You can't be so heartless, just look at yourself, then look at Chenzi."

"Compare the two, and you can immediately see it. We're all from the same village; don't let your greed be too ugly."

Everyone chimed in, one after another, and there seemed to be no end to it.

All were scolding Lei Bo.

He was nearly angered to death.

His face dark with rage, he shouted, "You can't just speak to me like that. You're the ones who want to buy; I, Lei Bo, didn't force you. Now you won't buy and still blame me; that's the very definition of burning bridges after crossing them!"

Dong Qingfang was also angry.