"Damn, you said it!" Chen Hao pointed at Xu Wenjun, "Prepare the money tonight, haha!"
Chen Hao laughed heartily, turned to get down, and then got into his own car. Xu Wenjun was momentarily dazed and did not react, chasing after him and asking, "Brother Hao, what's going on? Stop joking, okay? My little heart can't take it..."
Pfft!
Seeing his asking-for-trouble look, Chen Hao almost mistook the brake for the accelerator.
Being a designated driver is a rather tough job. On one hand, these people are driven by life's pressures, hoping to get calls from the company constantly, informing them where there are clients. On the other hand, they are as exhausted as dogs, buzzing around like headless flies, running all over Zhonghai.
