This was an important moment, so it had to be treated seriously.
When Lu Xin saw that Teacher Lu had agreed, he immediately became happy. But thinking of the children in the courtyard and the old security guard, he smiled at Teacher Lu and said, "There's no rush. Get ready first. I'll go find us a vehicle."
As he spoke, he walked outside, got on his motorcycle, and quickly rode out through the various side streets.
He soon arrived outside the high-speed rail station, at a bustling street corner where all kinds of motorcycles and minibuses were packed together like a pot of porridge. They lined up, waiting their turn, squeezing out one by one to fleece the passengers arriving from all over.
Lu Xin puttered his motorcycle over to a minibus and asked, "How much to East City?"
The driver, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, poked his head out and glanced at Lu Xin's motorcycle. His eyes immediately lit up.
He held up three fingers. "Ten yuan."
Lu Xin was instantly displeased. "Isn't it usually two yuan to take one person?"
The driver shouted, "First, we usually charge three yuan per person. Second, you think I can let you bring that motorcycle for free?"
Lu Xin realized what he meant. "I'm chartering the vehicle."
The driver looked Lu Xin up and down. "The whole vehicle?"
Lu Xin calculated the minibus's passenger capacity. "Yes. And I'll need at least two."
"Oh, boss..."
The driver enthusiastically opened the door and climbed out. "How long are you chartering them for?"
Lu Xin said, "Just to take us to White Pool in East City. We might need to be brought back afterward."
"That'll be a hundred. I'll call my buddy—he has another one. Two vehicles will be two hundred."
"Two hundred?"
Lu