Because there was no money, and having learned the hardships of making money, Sang Que stopped considering taxis and went straight to the bus station.
"Where are you headed, miss?"
A black market motorcycle followed her from the roadside. Sang Que didn't want to pay attention, but the person continued to follow her.
Sang Que was really afraid of boarding the black market motorcycle, ending up in an accident, and having to pay for it. This was also a possibility for financial loss.
"Miss, where are you headed, just say the word~"
Sang Que stopped, "I'm going to the police station to turn myself in, want to go?"
The motorcycle driver widened his eyes and fled.
Sang Que shook her head, she had seen such small scenes many times.
Earlier, she accompanied Jiang Zao for a haircut. After cutting, they kept pressing her to get a membership card; with a card, there was a 20% discount, without it, the fee was the original price, which was ridiculously high.
