Jiang Tao came over after that with a smug smile. The man snickered, “Oh my, I happened to saw a garbage classification documentary. I think you should be categorized under dry garbage. But with the dripping alcohol, you belong to the wet garbage now, right?”
“Jiang Tao, why are you differentiating dry and wet garbage? Aren’t they all just garbage?” The man laughed.
Han Jingru wiped the alcohol from his face and spoke indifferently towards the two men that insulted him.
“I’ll give you a chance to kneel and apologize.”
Their laughter stopped abruptly and stared at Han Jingru in disbelief.
“Did I heard you wrongly or were you just asking us to apologize to you?” Jiang Tao made a gesture to dig his ear, suspecting that he had heard wrongly.