Yan Fei didn't care about any of that, just saying his piece, "How much do you still need? I'll pay it. Move your car quickly. You're blocking my way, you know? If you make me lose money, can you afford to compensate me?"
Seeing him repeat what that woman had said earlier, Miss Xu Xiaoyan couldn't help but laugh angrily behind him. Hurry up and resolve the situation already, would you? At this point, and you're still in the mood for jokes? Is there anyone as out of tune as you?
The woman seemed to think that since Yan Fei talked this way, he must have had some urgent matter, and she suddenly felt she had backing: "I'm not moving it, five hundred won't cut it anymore. Let them fix my car now, then I'll move it..."
Yan Fei simply ignored her and let go of the burly man's hand. Seeing the man seemed to want to do something, he chuckled, "Brother, be careful, don't hurt yourself!"
