Being looked down upon by the security guards like this, Li Liu felt even more aggrieved. He couldn't help but lift his head to argue,
"Who says? We even stole a computer!"
With three to five hundred pounds of Ai Grass selling for over two thousand yuan, each person would get more than one thousand. Plus, with this computer... the night's earnings would be substantial, wouldn't they?
Many people don't even make that much in a month.
He even got a bit cultured for once: these security guards really don't know the taste of minced meat!
The driver beside him glared at him, "Keep your voice down. Do you think it's something to be proud of?"
Li Liu: ...
It really was quite shameful.
The driver kept his head down, thinking that the people in this village were really ignorant. They just came to steal something, but it felt like the entire village had come to see them, making him unable to lift his head!
