Chapter 64: The God-level Driver in One Word
I touched my pocket, the mobile phone was there, the bank card was there, the banknotes were not missing, and there was even a change red envelope from the East Paris Western Restaurant, in which I was reimbursed 150 yuan for my travel expenses.
Looking at the red envelope, Song Qian had a little memory, as if when he handed the invoice to the waiter named Yuan Zixin, he didn't stabilize and hugged the girl.
Although it doesn't matter if you're asleep or not, you won't get pregnant. But why do you have amnesia for some reason, which makes people very entangled.
You know, I've been paying attention to it, and I haven't even drunk a sip of wine, but why......
Song Qian sighed into his palm, and then put it under his nose and sniffed it.
After a night of sleep, the alcohol is still so strong, did I drink the whole bottle of red wine last night? Or is there another reason?
Also, Mo Ran made such a big move, and left quietly in the early hours of the morning, without asking for compensation in life or death, did he really just want to snap?
What kind of international jokes?!It's not true love!
With so many questions, Song Qian felt that he should at least find out how he lost his memory yesterday, otherwise, he always felt that he was being led by the nose.
With that in mind, he flagged down a taxi.
"Go to the East Paris Western Restaurant. β
"Are you going to East Paris again today?" said the driver.
As soon as the driver said this, Song Qian reacted: "Aren't you the driver yesterday?"
That's right, this is the one who shouted 180 yuan for the fare, and then was fined by the traffic police because of his argument. Come to think of it.
"We're really connected. The driver was clearly in a good mood and said, "I'll give you a ride for free today!"
Free? Not really.
"No, no, you play the meter, I pay, and the car money still has to be paid. Song Qian hurriedly refused. He seemed to remember that the driver had muttered yesterday that he was very sad and not easy or something. Originally, running a taxi, getting up early and greedy for darkness, it was really not much more profitable than moving bricks.
"I said you're really a good person, not only a good person, I think you're also a god of wealth!" the driver laughed, still didn't hit the watch, pulled the gear lever, stepped on the accelerator, and the car ran out.
As soon as he heard the words "God of Wealth", Song Qian was stunned, could it be that after he was put down yesterday, he sat in this driver's car?
I'll go!
It seems that not only is it chaotic when drunk, but it is really easy to make mistakes after drinking.
Thinking of this, Song Qian quickly took out his mobile phone and looked at the changes in the account balance.
PhewββAlthough I didn't finish the 100,000 yuan yesterday, fortunately, after the early morning, the balance was emptied and there was another 100,000 yuan in the account. In other words, the identity of his acting financial god is still there. That's a loss of 5 points, which isn't a big deal.
However, Song Qian was still not at ease.
"You see that I am calculating thirty yuan with you, can I be like the God of Wealth?" Song Qian said tentatively on the topic of the driver.
"Haha......" The driver laughed knowingly, "I have been driving for more than ten years, and every day in addition to looking at the road is to look at people, I look at you, you are a second generation pretending to be poor." β
"Oh?
"If you are really poor, I will be fined if you can give me a subsidy of 200 yuan?" the driver said, and a left-hand steering wheel overtook a leisurely driving pickup truck.
"That sounds like a point. Song Qian also smiled, "That's only two hundred yuan, I'm kind, I'm sorry to be fined." β
"Don't keep pretending with me. The driver was confident, "You're not spending money on anything, you're no different from quietly throwing money on the road." It's not the second generation who doesn't care about money, can you do this?"
"That's not it, master, you may not read novels or watch live broadcasts, those who reward the alliance leader at every turn, and brush thousands of gifts at every turn, are they all second generations?"
"But at least they won't be poor!" said the driver, overtaking a private car with an "internship" sign, "I also read novels, and I only read the original version, because I know that it is not easy to write books." But when it comes to tipping, I'll give a maximum of five yuan a piece. 100 yuan, I drive for more than an hour, who makes it easier than anyone else? β
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"I watch the live broadcast too. The driver continued, "What kind of female anchor, showing her face and singing a song, and they are all treated with beauty filters, those gifts of thousands of yuan at every turn, why are they burning if they don't have more money? What kind of blue enchantress for 3,000 yuan a flower is enough for me to do several big health care." β
"Huh?" Song Qian was stunned for a moment, and looked at the driver carefully, an uncle in his forties, honest and honest, so he smiled, "Master, you still have a lot of health care?"
"Huh?" the driver didn't react at the moment, and then went over the words in his head, sweating, "I'm making an analogy, you see that I drive every day, and when I go home, I'm so tired that I fall asleep, I can't even hand over the public food, and I still spend money on big health care? β
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Song Qian was a little wronged, although he really scattered his wealth without blinking, he was indeed a poor man.
ββ¦β¦ I'm used to being straight, you won't mind, right?" The driver found Song Qian silent, feeling as if he had indeed said a little more.
"It's okay, it's okay, master, you have a point. β
"That's!" the driver was praised and gushed again, "I've been driving for so many years, that's definitely a good eye, I guess you must have been with the beautiful woman you had dinner with last night, right?"
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"And it's still being chased backwards, isn't it?"
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"They've done everything they can to serve you, right?"
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This time Song Qian was speechless, not by acquiescence, but by being dumb. Opening a room with a beautiful woman is open, the beauty pays for the meal, and the beautiful woman pays for the house, and it is not wrong to say that it is chasing backwards. But he really didn't enjoy the benefits. Not to mention that there are no Spring Festival 800 rounds, and even the eyes are not full, and I am dizzy and tight, and my whole body is sore.
"But I'll tell you. The driver suddenly changed his words and startled Song Qian, "Today's girls, especially beautiful girls, are very important." β
"I know that. β
Of course, Song Qian knew that Mo Ran was a woman with a lot of thoughts.
"I think you only know what it is, but you don't know why. If you have money and pretend to be poor, you can test whether the girl only values your money, but you are really a failure to pretend to be poor. The driver sighed.
"Oh?" the driver said, Song Qian was really interested. Although he didn't deliberately pretend to be poor, he had to hide his special identity. However, it has only been a few days since the wealth was scattered, and the amount may be higher and higher in the future, and even a driver can see that he is pretending to be poor, how will he live in the future?
"Tip!" the driver suddenly came out with two words.