C14 Elder Brother (1/2)

Hee Zhuolun got on the car and said to the driver: ”To City B.”

The driver looked hesitant, ”Sir, this place is 80 kilometers away from B City, the price …”

Without waiting for him to finish, Hee Zhuolun took out two thousand yuan and passed it to him: ”Is that enough?”

”Enough, enough.”

The driver smilingly stretched out his hand, but was stopped before he could receive the money.

He looked out the window at the passenger seat. A young man was looking at the guest in the back seat with disappointment. ”Sir, you …”

Lang Yan didn't bother with the driver and directly took away the money from Hee Zhuolun's hands. He said depressingly: ”Brother, I just bailed you out from the police station, why did you lie with fake money again? You really disappoint me?”

Hee Zhuolun, ”...”

It was a kind voice, but who was his brother?

The driver's face fell.

Counterfeit currency?

He had been driving for many years and hated people who paid him with fake money.

These people were even more repulsive than those who did not give money, because even if he could not tell whether the money was real or fake, he still needed to find money to give to the customers, which was equivalent to him spending money to buy a guest car, causing him to suffer heavy losses.

The driver remembered that the man in the backseat had indeed come out from the police station, so he said coldly, ”Sir, I'm really sorry, my car didn't go far, please find another car.”

”…” Hee Zhuolun looked at the driver, ”You haven't confirmed the authenticity of the money and you rejected the offer to carry the passenger. Have you ever thought that you might miss a chance to earn money?”