"Whether or not you have the capital, what you say doesn't count. Whether you can compare to me, what you say doesn't count either. What do you count for? Why should I compete with you?" Lin Mu shrugged and said proudly.
Wu Yifan looked at Lin Mu with a cold smile, "Do you have an education? Have you studied abroad? Do you know how to speak English?"
"Haha, none of that counts for anything. Speaking English isn't a big deal. I've always thought that Huaxia people who speak Chinese are much classier than those foreign devils who speak English! Alright, since you mix well abroad, let me ask you, do you have more money than I do?" Lin Mu sighed inwardly at how this jerk loves to show off. Does studying in the United States and speaking a few words make you fly to heaven with arrogance? Ridiculous, if it weren't for the relationship with Luo Aimiao, Lin Mu would want to take off his smelly shoes and slap this pretty boy hard.
