"Hey, buddy, heading to the city?"
Perhaps due to the lack of passengers today, Li Jing tried to order a ride through the app but didn't succeed, so he approached a car parked by the roadside and asked, "Can I catch a ride?"
The middle-aged man with a buzz cut in the car glanced coldly at Li Jing, his eyes indifferent, took a drag of his cigarette, and continued to look down at the short video on his phone, saying impatiently, "I'm here to pick someone up, not a ride-share driver."
"One thousand."
"One thousand what?" The middle-aged buzz cut man frowned in confusion.
"Drive me back to the city now, I'll give you a thousand."
"A thousand?!"
The middle-aged buzz cut man's voice involuntarily rose, and he looked at Li Jing in surprise, his originally lazy demeanor becoming a bit more spirited.
He sized up Li Jing once more, noting his high-end attire, his interest piqued, but still doubting, he asked, "You'll really give a thousand? Where are you going?"
