The Fruit Stall Is Smashed

Seeing the young man's attitude, everyone knew that something was about to happen.

He wasn't about to give the shopkeeper any money. He seemed to be ready to fight.

"Forget it. It's just 100 yuan." The young woman pulled her boyfriend and said,

"Brother Chen runs a taekwondo dojo. If you call him over, it'll end up costing even more to pay for Brother Chen's time."

"It's not a matter of money," the young man said.

"I'd rather pay Brother Chen 100,000 yuan than give this guy 100 yuan!"

"Good job, that's how a Yanjing man should be. He'd rather beat the other guy up than let a foreigner bully him!" The onlookers shouted.

"Everyone, don't be agitated. I called someone over to reason with him and let him experience the hospitality of the people of Yanjing. We can't let him have traveled all this way for nothing."

"Haha, well done!"