Xiaoxue's firm refusal made the fat man quite embarrassed.
Furious with shame, he pointed a finger at Xiaoxue and cursed, "You damn ungrateful thing, I'm showing you respect, yet you're pretending to be all pure! What the hell!"
"Fine, you said compensate, right? Then compensate! 300,000, not a penny less!"
The fat man looked fierce, as if he wanted to devour Xiaoxue.
The café manager was a decent person. He hurriedly stepped in front of the fat man, wearing a pleading smile, and begged, "Sir, she's just a recent college graduate. She's working here as a waitress to save up for her living expenses. Please, show some mercy and don't make things difficult for her."
The fat man sneered, full of disdain.
"I'm making things difficult for her? Are you blind? She damn well dirtied my pants! Can't I demand compensation?"
"These pants are the work of Fa country's fashion designer, Master Kaifer. Is it unreasonable to demand 300,000 from her?"
"This..."
