Josh clearly heard the sound of the phone dropping on the floor.
But Su Wang seemed to not have heard it.
He walked up nonchalantly and sat down on the stool.
The middle-aged man looked down and saw the phone that had fallen at his feet, stunned for a good while.
He seemed slow to react, slowly bending over to pick up the phone.
The grime on his hand smeared onto the clean phone. He even used his clothing to wipe the phone.
Then, he slowly walked to Su Wang.
"Young man, this is your phone. It fell."
The man spoke with a thick accent, not sounding like a native of the Capital City.
His Mandarin was even less standard than Josh's.
Seeing his phone in the dirty, grimy hand of the middle-aged man with open wounds, Su Wang frowned.
He snatched the phone from the man.
"It's dirty!"
Su Wang retorted with distaste, using napkins from the table to wipe off the grime.
Josh's anger flared after witnessing this scene.
What a bully this guy was!
