"Dad, how's the Q5 driving? Is it pretty comfortable?"
It's hard to refuse when someone treats you, and it's awkward to decline when someone gives you something. After all, Li Peifeng paid for the car, so Li Qiyuan now slightly acknowledged their father-son bond, responding half-heartedly, "It's alright, just a bit of a gas guzzler."
Li Peifeng noticed the change in attitude and immediately picked up his phone, operating it while saying, "Of course it's more of a gas guzzler than your old car, probably twelve liters per hundred kilometers? Plus, it needs 95-grade fuel... Alright, go get a fuel card sorted tomorrow."
What was Li Peifeng doing with his phone? Of course, he was transferring money to Li Qiyuan!
[Li Peifeng initiated a transfer of 30,000 yuan.]
The red notification looked lively and festive, Li Qiyuan glanced at the chat page, swiped his finger to exit, and looked back at Li Peifeng, "Aren't you drinking?"
Li Peifeng smiled, "No, I might drive later."
