"Who are you? And in what capacity are you speaking to me?"
The elderly person glanced up at Song Yun with some disdain.
After all, in her eyes, Song Yun was just a youngster, too green to handle matters properly.
"I am the owner of this car."
Song Yun, noticing the contempt in the other party's eyes, said, "There are security cameras in the parking lot; we can just wait for the 4S shop to assess the damages."
"You?"
The elderly person was still somewhat incredulous but seeing Huang Baoding standing respectfully before the other, half of their doubt faded away.
"I've looked it over. My grandson doesn't have the strength to make a deep scratch. Let's settle this privately. I'll give you a thousand yuan, and we'll call it even."
The elderly person spoke haughtily, "You're young. Don't always believe what others tell you. As for that car of yours, it would cost at most three hundred at an outside repair shop. Consider the remaining seven hundred a subsidy from me."
