The woman hitching a ride burst into laughter when she heard Tang Wenji's words, "That's right, business not going through still leaves goodwill."
The taller man's face darkened instantly upon hearing this, "Isn't this just extortion?"
Tang Wenji's face fell, "Do you know how to speak? We are just negotiating a price. If you don't agree, we'll leave."
The tall man's eyebrows raised, about to say something, but the shorter man grabbed his arm and chuckled apologetically, "The price is a bit steep... Could we make it a bit cheaper?"
Tang Wenji took out her mobile phone and began to record, "No discount, it's seven thousand. If there's any scrape, you'll also have to compensate for our loss. If you don't agree, we'll leave."
She recorded to gather evidence, rather than be falsely accused. The two men didn't really care, and the shorter man chuckled dryly, "The thing is, we don't have that much money on us. How about going to the ATM once we reach the city to withdraw the cash?"
