Zhang Dafu frowned and said, "The quality of our family's hand sanitizer is strictly controlled. I need proof that it was our hand sanitizer your boss used before the incident."
Blonde Hair shouted, "Do we really need proof? Didn't I already tell you, if Brother Shan was all right, would we be here causing trouble?"
"Exactly, do you think we're here because we have nothing better to do?"
"Shut the hell up and pay up already!"
Zhang Dafu wiped his sweat and said, "Everything requires evidence. If you can't prove the problem is with us, we will not provide compensation and will not admit there's an issue with our product."
Blonde Hair angrily said, "Then you're just cheating us!"
"I think you're tired of living. Do you know who Brother Shan is? Can you afford to mess with him?"
"We could just set this supermarket on fire, and no one could do anything to us!"
They began to intimidate him.
