"Could this be an inside comment?"
"No, why don't you guys question the authenticity of this comment? The Royal Capital is a place where every inch of land is incredibly valuable. It's where the richest people in Jiangdong City live. The place is backed by mountains, and there's only one road leading to the villas. People who don't live there don't even need to take that road."
"You're telling me that people living in the royal capital work hard to set up stalls late at night every day?"
"It's obviously fake!"
"......"
Seeing that the comment was deleted in a second but people still noticed it, the security guard panicked for a moment, but then breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no one in the comments section believed him.
The security guard felt like he was seeing online that no one else knew Lin Zhou's identity, which gave him a strange sense of superiority.
One couldn't resist revealing something in order to gain attention.
But her colleagues stopped her.
My feelings at this moment are a mix of excitement and lingering fear; it's quite complex.
"You know, people are even posting online looking for Mr. Lin. The food Mr. Lin makes must be so delicious!"
In the past, whenever they saw Lin Zhou setting up a stall, they were at most curious about the activity.
I never expected it to taste so good.
The stereotype of wealthy people is that they all have maids and chefs at home, and very few of them are good at cooking, let alone good enough to set up a street stall.
They just thought it was a special hobby of rich people.
Especially since Lin Zhou's stall hours were so unusual.
This further suggests that this hobby is something wealthy people do to seek thrills and have fun.
The appearance of this scarf shattered their perception.
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