"Who knows, maybe she has something else in mind?"
"Regardless of what she wants to do, just get me her ID address immediately! I’ll deal with her!"
"Yeah, yeah, us too." Many of Chu Youxuan’s anti-fans chimed in vehemently.
The car quickly arrived at the stop. Li Xingwan and the others got off and went to the Lighthouse.
"Xingwan, hurry up! Hurry up!"
The livestream audience anxiously spammed the screen. "Quick, find someone who looks influential and take a picture, climb the Lighthouse."
"Lin Fangyu and the others have already taken their photos and gone up."
Their speed was surprisingly fast, beyond everyone’s expectations.
It seemed like they were here with one goal: to win.
Not just them, Celia and her group had also arrived and were running towards the crowd.
"Honey, you pick." Fu Chengzhou whispered in Li Xingwan’s ear.
Being called "honey" by him made Li Xingwan feel a jolt in her ear. She quickly covered her ear with her hand, avoiding Fu Chengzhou’s gaze, and looked at the people in front of her.
These people were all wearing expensive watches. Ordinary people wouldn’t usually show up at this tower.
Just the ticket price alone was equivalent to several years’ salary for an average person.
"That one! How about that one with the blond hair? He looks quite wealthy."
"And that one! He looks like a nouveau riche!"
"I think the person over there with the million-dollar watch is more impressive, more influential."
It seemed like a limited edition.
The livestream audience poured in with suggestions.
"Little Mobao, do you have anyone in mind?" Li Xingwan looked down and asked Little Mobao.
Little Mobao thought for a moment. "Hmm... Mommy, what about those people over there?"
The ones Little Mobao pointed out were either very young or quite old.
Li Xingwan was pleased with his choices.
The very young were likely heirs. The old ones were probably at the peak of their careers or already retired influential figures.
The ones in between might still be on their way up.
"Older...older people?"
The audience was also anxious.
"Isn’t there someone over there with a dragon-headed cane? That must be worth millions, right?"
"Xingwan, have you picked someone?" Celia and Wu Zichun ran up to her. Hearing their choice of older people, they said, "We’re about to start."
With that, they ran over.
They quickly pulled older people into their photos.
"Hey..." Li Xingwan didn’t even have time to say anything before they already succeeded. She could only head to the other side.
"Excuse me, can we take a photo with you?"
The person turned to look at her. His clothes were a bit shabby, and his eyes were dull as he stared into the distance, lost in thought.
Li Xingwan seemed to have interrupted his musings.
Hearing her request, he chuckled. "You think there’s anything about me worth posing with?"
It was clear he wasn’t wealthy. More like one of those older people who lost their jobs back home.
He didn’t exude any notable presence.
"Why did Xingwan pick him?"
"Your clothes look expensive. Posing with me might lower your status," he said with a faint smile, seemingly mocking them.
"He really doesn’t look like someone from a wealthy family."
"Did Xingwan misjudge this time?"
"Does she think the wealthier someone is, the more low-key they are? Because he really doesn’t look rich, and he lacks any notable presence."