Chapter 212: Chapter 212

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.

Manager Tan was clearly a bit scared and pulled Zhang Dafu aside, saying, "President Zhang, this group is crazy. Why don’t you ask them how much compensation they want and quickly get rid of them."

Zhang Dafu refused, saying, "No way, if we compensate them, we’re admitting there’s a problem with our product. I believe there’s nothing wrong with our product. Something is definitely off here."

He recalled the other day when a group of troublemakers had shown up at the construction site. Could someone be deliberately causing trouble again this time?

Who in the world could be so sinister, attacking their new hand sanitizer, attempting to defame it—it’s too malicious.

Manager Tan said in frustration, "I don’t care about that, I just focus on doing business, and now the supermarket’s regular operation is being affected!"

Ignoring Zhang Dafu’s objection, Manager Tan walked over with a forced smile and asked, "So, how much compensation are you looking for?"

One of the Blonde Hairs said, "Our boss said, just pay us 100 thousand yuan!"

The crowd around gasped in disbelief, such a ridiculous demand!

Manager Tan broke into a cold sweat, "This hand sanitizer costs only 10 yuan, and you’re asking for 100 thousand, where’s the sense in paying a ten thousand fold compensation?"

Blonde Hair angrily said, "So what? You damaged our boss’s perfect hands. Aren’t our boss’s hands worth 100 thousand yuan!"

"100 thousand yuan is already too little. If you keep hemming and hawing, the price will go up!"

Manager Tan wanted to cry. Initially thinking compensation would solve the issue, but with such a big appetite, let alone President Zhang would agree, even she wouldn’t.

It seemed that paying to get rid of this pest was not the way to go.

Zhang Dafu suddenly said, "You keep saying your boss’s hands are rotting. I want to see it, do you have photos?"

Blonde Hair insulted, "You idiot, why all these questions? I said so, just pay up when told!"

"This guy’s not right in the head!"

The Blonde Hairs laughed boisterously again.

The crowd around started pointing and whispering, with many doubting whether Zhang Dafu was just making excuses.

Faced with the intimidation, Zhang Dafu wasn’t afraid anymore and said coldly, "I still stand by my words, unless you can prove it, we won’t pay any compensation! I’m now suspecting fraud, and if you don’t leave, I’ll call the police!"

Blonde Hair, furious, said, "Are you trying to scare us? We grew up being scared. Are we scared of the police?"

Zhang Dafu took out his phone, "Since you’re not afraid, I’ll call the police for justice!"

Blonde Hair gritted his teeth, "Damn it, you’re ruthless. We’ll leave for today, but as long as there’s no payment, we’ll come every day to smash things. Don’t even think about doing business!"

"Think about it and call this number if you decide to pay!"

Blonde Hair tossed a business card and seemed ready to leave triumphantly.

"No way, I won’t come back to this shop again."

"Does their hand sanitizer really make your hands rot? Better not buy it again."

The onlookers shook their heads and sighed as they dispersed.

Manager Tan stomped his foot and said, "What do we do now? If they come to smash the place every day, who would dare come in? We can’t have the police stationed here, President Zhang, this situation was caused by your hand sanitizer, you must resolve it!"

Zhang Dafu picked up the business card, frowned, and pondered a solution.

A voice suddenly rang out, and Lin Fan came out, blocking the way for the Blonde Hairs.

Everyone looked and saw a young man, dressed simply but very handsome.

The Blonde Hairs, having been planning to leave due to Zhang Dafu’s threat to call the police, got angry seeing someone blocking their way.

"Kid, who are you? Mind your own business!"

"Get out of the way, you’re blocking us."

The Blonde Hairs said ferociously.

"Boss!" Zhang Dafu said with delight; Lin Fan had come.

He initially didn’t inform Lin Fan about this, thinking he could handle it himself, but it seemed he might not manage.

Zhang Dafu leaned close to Lin Fan and whispered, "Boss, we might be targeted again. Could it be the same as last time?"

Lin Fan said, "Probably not, asking these punks will confirm it."

The last time, it was Feng Wanshan who instigated troublemakers to the construction site. That night Lin Fan had already taught Feng Wanshan a lesson. He wouldn’t resort to such measures again.

On hearing, the Blonde Hairs were fuming, "What did you call us?"

Lin Fan smiled, "Punks, didn’t you hear me clearly? You group of punks, tell me, who is Brother Shan, and why did he send you to cause trouble?"

The Blonde Hairs exchanged glances at each other.

"What the hell are you saying? It’s very clear, our Brother Shan used your hand sanitizer, and his hands are rotting!"

"It’s your hand sanitizer’s problem, understand?"

"We’re here to defend our rights!"

The Blonde Hairs started clamoring, their voices high, catching the attention of passersby.

Lin Fan chuckled and said, "Having a point doesn’t mean raising your voice. Why do you need to shout so loud? Since you’re defending your rights, let’s talk sense. Everyone’s watching, and everyone can judge who has a point, no one’s a fool."

The onlookers all nodded in agreement; no one wants to admit being a fool who can’t distinguish right from wrong.

"This young brother is right; let’s talk sense!"

"If they’re unwilling to talk sense, are they just causing trouble?"

Hearing these comments, the Blonde Hairs were taken aback, how this guy managed to sway things just from his first words.

"What do you want?" one Blonde Hair asked.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "You say Brother Shan used our hand sanitizer, resulting in his hands rotting. Show me the evidence. First, I need to confirm if Brother Shan’s hands are really rotting. Secondly, even if they are, I need proof that it was our hand sanitizer that caused it. We’ll need an authoritative report for that. If you can provide it, I’ll transfer the money immediately."

The Blonde Hairs looked at each other.

"No evidence, what we say is evidence!"

"Right, we showed you the receipt earlier, it was indeed your hand sanitizer!"

The Blonde Hairs started yelling again.

Lin Fan said, "Of course that’s not enough. First, you have to prove if Brother Shan’s hands are rotting. Either bring Brother Shan here, or have him send a photo—it won’t take even a minute. Isn’t that easy? Don’t you agree, everyone?"

The crowd nodded earnestly; indeed, Lin Fan made a lot of sense, and they can’t deny it.