Sheng Jianhua was baffled. What was going on?
"What do you want it for?"
The man paused briefly, his eyes shifting, then said, "A neighbor of mine wants to buy one, but he hasn't managed to get one yet."
"Don't you already have one?"
"I'm keeping mine for myself."
"Then why did you bring it here?" Sheng Jianhua's expression all but said the man had a screw loose.
The man immediately said, "I did want to return it before, but after bringing it here, I changed my mind. You really can't fault this TV's performance. As for the explosion, well, there's the question of probability, isn't there? They've sold hundreds of thousands, and only one exploded, right?"
Uh, that actually made some goddamn sense.
The man struck while the iron was hot. "Anyone can choke to death on a sip of water, right? I'm not going to give up this high-quality viewing experience over such a tiny risk."
Those words struck a chord with Sheng Jianhua, but the problem was that the tigress back home simply wouldn't listen to reason.
Other people could keep their TVs, but he couldn't!
Whether he carried it inside to return it or sold it to this fellow here, he would get the same amount. Why bother with the extra trouble?
Just as Sheng Jianhua was about to agree, Younger Brother-in-Law suddenly gave him a meaningful look.
He followed Younger Brother-in-Law's gaze and saw more than a dozen people emerging from the mall one after another, most carrying a TV between two of them.
What was going on?
Before he could ask, the people coming out began talking among themselves.
"Good thing we saw the news."
"Exactly! It would've been a disaster if we'd returned it."
"No kidding. That unlucky guy ahead of me had