C408 Chapter 408

Fong Qian had already walked several yards away when he heard the shouting and turned back.

He could tolerate someone selling cheap, low-quality goods, but he wouldn’t tolerate being cursed at.

He strode back to the stall and said coldly, “Who the hell are you talking to? Why don’t you explain what’s wrong with the rouge you’re selling?”

“What’s your problem? My rouge is perfectly fine