Xu Yang didn't expect to encounter a seat hog on the plane.
If the other person had been polite and asked to switch seats, he would have agreed.
After all, he didn't have any specific requirements for his seat, as long as he could reach Haicheng, window or aisle didn't matter.
But with such an attitude from the other party, Xu Yang wasn't pleased and said, "I'm sorry, but I want to sit in my own seat."
"Hey!" the man became even more displeased and said, "Kid, are you looking for trouble or what? I told you, I like window seats. Can't you understand that?"
Xu Yang replied coldly, "I understand perfectly well, but your preference for a window seat is none of my business. This is my seat, please move immediately!"
"Damn it!" the man cursed, "I'm not moving, what are you going to do about it?"
Xu Yang didn't want to argue with the man and directly called a flight attendant to explain the situation.
