"Great, great."
The three green teas cheered and clapped in unison.
"Pay the bill!"
Jiang Xiaobai slapped the table and shouted, settled the bill, and then left the restaurant with the three green teas.
As they walked to the car, Jiang Xiaobai remembered his car could only seat two people, and said, "Oh, I should've thought of not bringing the supercar. What should I do now, I can't take you all."
The three green teas laughed, "No problem, we can take a taxi."
"Alright then, I'll give you the address, you come by taxi, and I'll wait for you at the entrance of the neighborhood."
Giving them the address, Jiang Xiaobai drove off with the Moron, not even offering any taxi money to the three green teas. He knew too well what those three green teas were scheming for—just after his money, wanting him to buy them branded clothes, gadgets, watches, and bags.
