Feng Jingrou didn't understand and asked him quietly, "Why?"
Qin Zheng whispered that he wanted to see how Qin Ling would resolve this conflict.
He believed that it was time for a 14-year-old boy to learn something beyond textbooks. If Qin Ling could resolve this conflict, it would be a valuable life experience for him. If not, he would still have his father to back him up.
What are you afraid of?
His son will not suffer any loss no matter what.
"Why should I apologize to him? I told him not to touch the dolls on my counter if he couldn't afford them, but he insisted on using his dirty hands to touch them. I've seen a lot of naughty kids like him! If I don't give him a beating, he won't change!"
Although the salesperson was a little intimidated by Qin Ling's gaze, seeing that he was still a child, she still put on an aggressive attitude: "A child like this, now he can touch other people's dolls without their consent. In the future, he will be able to touch other people's money and girls' buttocks at will! When he grows up, he will either be a thief or a rapist!"
"I am educating him now for his own good!"
The salesperson was unreasonable and kept arguing, and his words almost scared Qin Li to tears again.
Qin Ling was unusually calm: "I can educate my brother myself. How much is your doll?"
The salesperson was stunned: "Thirty-five yuan, what's wrong?"
Qin Ling reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash, which looked like at least a hundred yuan.
"You still think that my brother can't afford to buy you a doll?" he asked coldly.
The salesperson looked at the money in his hand and couldn't help swallowing.
These two poor-looking kids are actually rich?
The scene fell silent, and everyone looked at Qin Ling, wondering what he would do next.
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