"Mr. Song, what do you mean?" The staff looked at Mr. Song with an utterly incredulous expression and asked.
"Is my meaning still unclear?" Mr. Song tilted his head in confusion as he gazed at the staff.
"Mr. Song, you can't do this. We agreed that this party house was rented to you. For this, I've lost another client. If you act this way, it's somewhat inhumane," the staff argued emphatically.
"But what does this have to do with me? Losing another client isn't it because you've breached your own promise? You didn't tell me when you rented this party house to me that it was also linked to another person. If you had informed me early on that it was linked to someone else, I wouldn't have rented this party house. So, in general, it's you who committed fraud first. Therefore, what right do you have to show that kind of attitude towards me?" Mr. Song said, amused.
"You're, you're just being unreasonable," the staff hesitated and said.
