A suppressed chuckle came from behind, then Lin Zexiu hurried to the door and put the bill in my hand, "Doctor Yu, please hold on to this carefully. You soiled Vice President Lin's clothes, and you should indeed take some responsibility."
I knew he was trying to smooth things over, so I did not stare down Lin Zefeng any longer. Instead, I looked down at the bill's figures, and they gave me quite a shock. Rubbing my eyes and looking again, I confirmed I was not seeing things. This Lin Zefeng, he's practically a robber! And robbing from the poor, no less—it's completely immoral. He must have done it on purpose!
