"Liam Yancey..." Tara Summer's eyes twitched slightly, "Do you know how much one euro is equivalent to in RMB?"
She really suspected that he had no concept of money at all.
Liam Yancey chuckled, obviously understanding her implication, "Isn't it 1:10?"
"You do know that!?" She seemed helpless, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, "You just tipped more than two thousand euros, which is equivalent to over twenty thousand RMB, enough to buy two tickets back to Night City!"
He really is too wealthy, unaware of the hardships of earning money.
"That depends on whom it's for..." Liam Yancey hooked the corner of his mouth in amusement and cocked an eyebrow.
"What do you mean?" Now it was Tara Summer who seemed confused.
The man said no more and simply pulled Tara Summer towards him, pointing at the retreating figure of the young male waiter, "Do you know why I tipped him so generously?"
Tara Summer shook her head, her eyebrows furrowing even more.
