As he spoke, the boatman gestured for Qin Yuan to come over, and Qin Yuan obediently walked up to him.
"This young brother here, he's the one who wants to go to the U.S.," said the boatman.
Chen Ge gave Qin Yuan a scrutinizing look, "I don't care who he is or if he has the money."
"He does, he does," the boatman replied somewhat sycophantically and then reached out his hand to Qin Yuan.
"How much?"
"Five hundred."
Upon hearing this, the corners of Qin Yuan's mouth twitched involuntarily.
What the hell, is this how my 500 yuan start-up capital is going to be used?
Qin Yuan took out the only 500 yuan he had from his pocket and handed it to Chen Ge.
Chen Ge took the money and then said, "500 yuan, not enough!"
"But Chen Ge, didn't we agree on 500?"
"Not anymore, my boss found out."
"So how much then?"
"Three thousand."
"What?"
The boatman was taken aback by the price.
What the hell, that's quite a jump!
