"A hundred." The driver didn't dare quote a big number, hoping the company could reimburse part of the cost.
"A hundred bucks, right? Get it from finance later." After saying this, Tang Xiangdong got into the car and slammed the door shut.
The driver almost thought he had misheard. Tang Xiangdong was rarely so straightforward, especially when the mistake was entirely his own.
Sitting inside the car, Tang Xiangdong tapped his finger frantically on the seat. Before the driver started the car, he quickly turned around, looking back in the direction from which they came, as if trying to catch someone's silhouette.
The driver at the front hadn't noticed, and spilled the beans: "Mr. Tang, that person just now, was with Shen Jiayin. Boss Wang wasn't wrong. Shen Jiayin really brought a man back."
