"Hey, hey, hey, what are you stupidly grinning about? Hurry up and pay," a voice called from behind as the dim-witted guy was laughing absentmindedly.
The dim-witted guy immediately reined in his laughter, turned his head toward the taxi driver, and flashed a broad, neat white smile as he said, "I'm sorry, uncle, I completely forgot for a moment."
As he spoke, he started to fish around on himself—digging here and there—and after a while, he pulled out a bag of money enclosed in a white plastic bag; most of it was hundred-yuan notes, evidently no less than ten thousand yuan in total. Seeing that the dim-witted guy had taken out so much money, the driver's eyes gleamed and flickered with intrigue.
"Young man, you shouldn't just flaunt your money around like that; it's very dangerous. When you have money, you should keep it somewhere safer," the driver admonished, feigning concern.
