The waitress judged from Gao Fei's attire that he wasn't a wealthy man and couldn't possibly afford the expensive Mercedes, so her attitude toward Gao Fei became rather cold.
"What do you mean by that?" Gao Fei narrowed his eyes, "You think I can't afford this Mercedes?"
"Can you afford it?" the waitress countered, "This Mercedes car sells for 1.8 million, listen clearly, 1.8 million! Can you afford it? Not to mention anything else, just the seat covers alone are worth tens of thousands. The money you earn in a year wouldn't be enough to buy even one seat cover!" This remark was somewhat offending to Gao Fei's pride.
"Hehe..." Gao Fei smirked, "Is 1.8 million a lot?" With that, Gao Fei took out a bank card from his pocket and stuffed it into the waitress's hand.
The waitress was stunned by Gao Fei's action, "What are you doing?"
"Paying with the card," Gao Fei said, "I'll take this car! Go swipe the card, the password is six threes followed by three eights."