Feng Jun got dressed in less than two minutes, put on his shoes and socks, grabbed his handbag, and headed out.
Once outside, he could not be bothered to get another room to wash up. He was young and healthy, without any body odor or bad breath to trouble others.
Only after entering the elevator did he remember something, and he hurriedly pressed the button for basement level one.
When he reached the Satpa, he peered through the window. Sure enough, the young, chubby driver was curled up in the backseat, sleeping soundly. Plastic bags covered his feet, keeping the seats clean and preventing his foot odor from spreading.
Feng Jun knocked on the window. The driver woke up and climbed out, yawning as he pushed open the door. "You're down... Where to?"
This kid has bad breath! Feng Jun took a step back and said in surprise, "Wait, you slept here all night?"
The driver glanced at him and corrected him seriously. "I waited all night. I only slept for a little while. Waiting time costs money, you know."
Feng Jun slapped his forehead helplessly. "Can you even sleep comfortably here? If I didn't come down, you could've called me... How much could the waiting fee be? If you caught a cold, it wouldn't even cover the medical bills."
"It's not that cold in the underground garage." The chubby driver gave a simple smile, then his expression turned serious as he asked nervously, "But you promised double fare."
"How much could double fare possibly be?" Feng Jun shook his head, caught between laughter and tears. But the next moment, he remembered the difficult days he had gone through not long ago—back then, he had done everything he could to earn every extra dollar.
So he had no reason to