"Oh, isn't that President Xiao? How come you're picking stones from this pile of waste?"
"Right, wasn't President Xiao a millionaire? Now he's actually choosing stones worth a few hundred yuan each, how pitiful."
"Have you guys forgotten that President Xiao has gone bankrupt? I heard his daughter has fallen seriously ill recently, probably he's hoping to gamble on a piece of jade that might save his daughter."
Three richly dressed men taunted the man squatting on the ground picking stones, President Xiao.
Xiao Yong did not respond to their mockery, his expression was calm, but his hand tightened as he selected stones, seemingly holding back something.
Qin Qin looked on indifferently, her gaze swept over the three men and then coolly retracted it.
Seeing that Xiao Yong ignored them, the three men spat in disinterest and walked away to select stones for themselves.