"Folks, peace breeds wealth, is there anything that can't be discussed amicably?"
The owner of the pharmacy next door saw Zhang Xiaowei arguing with the woman in the street and hurried over to mediate.
But unexpectedly, his attempt to pacify things only dragged him into the fray.
"You baldy, what's it to you? You can't even earn money for yourself, and you're advising others on how to prosper, that's hilarious!"
Bitch!
Zhang Xiaowei cursed under his breath and took note of the pharmacy owner next door.
He seemed to be in his forties.
But unexpectedly, the balding was so severe that just as the woman had taunted, he was a total baldy.
"Young man, a gentleman doesn't argue with a lady, don't stoop to her level."
The bald-headed owner, seeing that he couldn't persuade the woman, had no choice but to try his luck with Zhang Xiaowei.
He came over, grabbed Zhang Xiaowei's arm, and pulled him towards his store.
