"How do you know I don't understand the market?"
Jiang Xiaobai asked curiously.
"Of course I can tell. People who understand computers don't look like you, they look like me."
The man pointed to his own face.
Jiang Xiaobai laughed, "What do you look like? I haven't seen anything special about you."
The man laughed, "Didn't you notice these big glasses? Didn't you see these thick lenses? How many people who stare at computers every day have good eyesight?"
Jiang Xiaobai laughed, "I see. That's indeed a very important judgment."
The man laughed, "Glad you realize that. Okay, leave this place, you're just going to get hustled here."
Jiang Xiaobai said, "Then where can I go to avoid being hustled?"
The man said, "You don't think I'm one of those people trying to sell you something, do you? Sorry, that's not me. I don't run a shop, nor do I scam people. I'm just a student from a nearby university, a computer enthusiast. Like you, I'm here today to shop too."
