Xiaoxiao's Idea
"What did you think? This is Zippo, an international brand, you never saw this on TV before? They all sue this in movies!" The man said as he raised his lighter.
"But, the lighter isn't broken is it? Surely it doesn't have to be five thousand…" Chen Xi's mother said carefully, her eyes full of fear.
"Isn't broken? The paint's chipped off, how am I supposed to use it now? I live in upper society, I'm an upper-class man, I can't use a lighter with chipped paint!" The man hmphed as he slammed the lighter on the table beside Chen Xi. "If you think you don't mind using it then take it, but pay up my five thousand!"
There weren't a lot of customers in the shop since it was already past lunchtime when Xiaoxiao and Lin Yi arrived at the restaurant.
But even if there were customers, who'd butt in when it came to something like this?
