The salesman was sharply rebuked by the middle-aged woman. His complexion turned very ugly.
"Don't underestimate the youth in poverty! Sooner or later, the day will come when I'll return in glory to marry Xiao Mei," the young man declared with determination.
"Dream on, my daughter isn't going to end up with someone like you who sells pharmaceuticals!" the middle-aged woman said disdainfully.
"Hmph, you'll regret this," the young man said before striding out of the drugstore.
Leaving the drugstore, his mood plummeted, and he ambled aimlessly. It was at this moment that Ding Fan caught up to him.
"Are you from Jiangyuan Pharmaceutical Factory?"
The young man was taken aback; he sized up Ding Fan, certain that he hadn't met him before.
"I am. May I ask what you need from me?"
"I heard everything that just happened. Just do your job well for now, and in ten days, I believe Xiao Mei's mother will come looking for you on her own," Ding Fan remarked before turning to leave.