Irvin turned around and saw the waiter's indignant face, "What's wrong with you?"
Irvin:??
What's wrong with him?
The waiter angrily said, "Do you look down on me because I drive a twenty-thousand-dollar car? Let me tell you, dignity is more important than money, and I must pay for this car today!"
Irvin:!!
Is there something wrong with this guy's brain?
He twitched the corners of his mouth, knowing that he probably couldn't get away in a short time, so he simply picked up his phone and called Eve Thompson.
The call was quickly answered, and he said, "Something happened on my end, I might not make it."
The soft voice on the other end replied, "Really? That's such a shame~"
Hearing the schadenfreude in the other person's words, Irvin hooked his lips and sighed, "I know you're worried about me, but don't worry, I'll definitely pick you up after school tonight."
"..."
