After she finished speaking, she turned her head to the theater manager. "Today it was Lu Zishu's fault. Manager, please help us tell the people in that screening room that we disturbed their movie and we're very sorry. Right now we're willing to compensate each of them with a ticket of equal value, leave our personal information, and they can redeem it anytime."
Tickets are three yuan each now. Ruan Jiaojiao knew this Yang Family cinema well—the smallest auditorium had forty seats, the largest only fifty-five. That amount of money, they could afford to pay.
But Lu Zishu's phone wasn't cheap. It was a new model this year, bought for nearly five thousand.
She got to this point and looked at the couple. "As for you two, we'll compensate your tickets the same way, but you have to pay for our phone too!"
