Feng Jun took less than two minutes to get dressed, with his clothes, shoes, and socks on, and grabbed his handbag and walked out.
After he left the room, he couldn't be bothered to open another one just to wash up, without a doubt he, in the prime of his youth and health, had neither body odor nor bad breath, so it wouldn't affect others.
It was only after he got into the elevator that he remembered something and hurriedly pressed the button for the basement level.
When he got to the Passat, he leaned over and saw through the car window, sure enough, the young, plump driver was curled up on the back seat, deeply asleep, with his feet in plastic bags to prevent dirt on the seats and the spread of foot odor.
Feng Jun tapped on the window; the driver opened his eyes and climbed up, yawning while pushing the car door open, "Down already... Where to?"
You've got bad breath! Feng Jun stepped back and exclaimed in surprise, "I mean, did you sleep here all night like this?"
