Hearing Xiang Mantang's words, the old man who had previously been lying on the ground, his body twitching, suddenly jumped up high from the ground.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his dirty sleeve, complaining yet sounding delighted, "Why didn't you just pay up earlier, making me spit blood?"
After speaking, he held out his hand to Xiang Mantang, "Here, give me the money."
Naturally, Xiang Mantang didn't carry cash on him—he gestured with his lips towards Gao Yu.
Gao Yu also wasn't in the habit of carrying cash, but he had money in WeChat.
So, he asked the old man, "Can you do QR code payment?"
"Of course." The old man nodded proudly, then pulled out the latest iPhone from his pocket, opened his WeChat QR code, and extended the screen towards Gao Yu, "Here, scan it."
Gao Yu was speechless. This scamming old fellow was actually keeping up with the times, even using QR codes to receive money.
