Huo Sining laughed, "What's the use of being angry? Should we just not buy it and slink back dejectedly?"
Su Qingqing clenched her fists tightly, glanced at Li Jun and Yue Shuwen, and said awkwardly:
"This Clayflo is too insidious, we absolutely can't let him be so complacent. Anyway, we mustn't use the hard-earned money of Huaxia people to cover the fiscal deficit of these Old Americans. Otherwise, even if we buy the items back, those Americans will still call us fools behind our backs!"
Although Li Jun and Yue Shuwen are both Chinese-American, they grew up in America, and now hearing Su Qingqing speak so openly and curse Americans in front of them, Li Jun's expression instantly became somewhat upset, seeming a bit unhappy.
Su Qingqing clearly knew what Li Jun was thinking, but she couldn't spare the comfort for him at the moment; she just clung to Huo Sining's arm, shaking it vigorously:
