Activating Passenger Ejection Mode

Damn it, I, Bumblebee, had been on Earth for so many years and had never suffered this kind of humiliation!

Chen Mu putting his feet directly on the center console was undoubtedly a provocation toward Bumblebee.

But in order to get close to Sam and find clues to the AllSpark—the glasses left behind by Sam's great-great-grandfather—Bumblebee could only endure it.

"This junk car's seats are a little hard. Once you drive it back, don't forget to modify it. Replace the seats or something."

"Uh, okay."

Sam scratched his head, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. Although he had no money, he still felt that what Chen Mu said made sense.

Bumblebee: ...

Junk car?

"Clack clack clack..."

After several attempts, Bumblebee finally started up. He slowly began moving, and Sam curiously asked Chen Mu, "So, sir, where are you going? I can take you there."

"My name is Chen Mu. Just call me by my name."

Chen Mu smiled indifferently, lowered his seat, shifted into a truly comfortable position, and continued, "Anywhere is fine. I just arrived in America, so you can take me around and show me the place. You can introduce it to me while you're at it, and help me find the most luxurious hotel around here."

Sam: "..."

You really weren't holding back, huh! Could people just do whatever they wanted when they had money?

"I'll pay you. Here's ten thousand dollars as a deposit. If your tour guide commentary is good enough, I'll give you another ten thousand dollars."

As he spoke, Chen Mu took a stack of cash from his pocket and tossed it directly to Sam in the driver's seat.

Sam said, "Mr. Chen Mu, you've come to the right person. I know this area like the back of my hand. Whatever you need, just