"Isn't this a bit too much?"
This time, Dirk Carter felt a bit embarrassed.
Austin Walsh took a sharp drag on his cigarette.
He said, "Too much? It's not too much! Look, just now you all caused a scene, which made it impossible for the vendor to do business for a short period. There were quite a few customers standing around watching too, and it had a significant impact on our market. Asking each of you to pay 3,000 is already a very reasonable price."
The three of them shivered simultaneously.
Arlo Yarbrough couldn't help but ask, "Are you asking each of us to pay 3,000?"
"Listen to yourself, did you think I'd give each of you 3,000 instead? What are you thinking about? Do you expect pies to fall from the sky?"
Austin Walsh maintained his formerly carefree expression as he spoke.
Dirk Carter hesitated for a moment and said, "Manager Walsh, isn't that a bit unreasonable? Each of us pay 3,000? It's clearly your market's people selling fake goods; the mistake is yours."
