The visitors recalled how Huaxin had tried to ride Qinglin Villa's coattails, and suddenly felt a little schadenfreude.
It also left them deeply impressed.
This was probably how a genius with advanced knowledge operated.
You disgust me? I'll just use my superior knowledge to invent something that crushes you.
Until then, I won't even bother with you. I'll just let you jump around.
Wasn't that exactly what had happened?
Until now, Qinglin Villa hadn't paid Huaxin Air Conditioning any attention. It hadn't even made a statement.
Yet all along, Qinglin Villa had quietly used Constant Temperature Grass to run an event.
You could say that was taking things to an entirely different level.
The visitors then started taking out their phones and photographing the information about Constant Temperature Grass.
They knew that once this news hit the internet, it would go viral in no time.
The attendant stepped forward and addressed the visitors around him. "I'm sure you all know what Constant Temperature Grass can do. You can now choose to buy some or pass, and register and pay with me."
"Each person may buy no more than five plants. Five plants are enough to regulate the temperature in a three-bedroom apartment..."
At the attendant's words, Tianshan and the other visitors all crowded around.
You had to be kidding. Constant Temperature Grass was so miraculous—of course they'd buy some, even if they didn't need it. Besides, it was obvious this was something they could use.
The limit was five plants, so naturally they'd buy five.
What else was there to say?
Naturally, the visitors were also concerned about one thing: the price of Constant Temperature Grass.
Compared with air conditioners, Constant Temperature Grass had an overwhelming advantage. So five plants surely wouldn't cost less than an air conditioner, right? Maybe