C85 What the Hell Is Going On?

Xu Ling was in a good mood. When he got off the car, he took out a large sum of money for his driver and waved his hand domineeringly. "You don't have to look for it."

However, after the driver took the money, he said bitterly, "Brother, the fare is twelve yuan. Give me ten yuan. I can't find you even if I want to!"

Xu Ling:... "

Xu Ling:......... "Haha, sorry