Night.
On the streets of Small County Town.
Just because she had opened the packaging on a bracelet, Fang Wenping and the Brawny Stall Owner immediately got into an argument, their voices rising nonstop.
"One hundred yuan!"
"What do you mean, one hundred yuan?"
"You opened the packaging! Are you trying to skip out on paying?"
"It's just double-sided tape! Can't you put it back after opening it?"
"I can't put it back! The packaging's been opened! You have to buy it!"
"Ha, are you forcing me to buy it? Is that it?"
"You're pretty damn tough, huh? Hand over one hundred yuan right now, or suffer the consequences!"
"You think I'll pay just because you say so? I've never heard of anyone having to pay just for opening a bracelet's plastic bag! What, do you think you're selling drugs?"
"Don't push your luck!"
"I'm the one who should be saying that to you!"
"Heh! You old bitch! You won't accept this, huh?"
The Brawny Stall Owner abruptly stood up from his little stall and glared at Fang Wenping.
But who was Fang Wenping? She had always been a troublemaker, so why would she care about him? Her eyes turned cold as she barked, "I'm telling you right now, what if I don't buy your stuff? The money is in my hand. I'll buy if I want to buy, and I won't if I don't. If you don't like it, come rob me! If you rob me, I'll give you every last bill in my wallet! Come on!" After a pause, Fang Wenping stared at him. "You're forcing people to buy things and you think you're in the right? What are you glaring at me for? You think I was scared into growing up?" Fang Wenping had seen more storms