Seeing the pretty girl getting on the car, Su Chen was instantly delighted.
The girl was wearing an unbelievably short skirt and a pink blazer on top, with a crop top underneath.
In such a situation, if he didn't say something, it just wouldn't feel right.
"Vitality six yuan, but since you are so pretty, I'll take five yuan from you," Su Chen said to the girl.
That Vitality drink cost him six yuan, and he hadn't even drunk it yet; he couldn't let it go to waste.
Though he was losing one yuan, it was still better than losing the entire six yuan.
"Handsome guy, you really know how to joke." After hearing Su Chen's words, the girl was startled at first, then giggled.
"I'm not joking; you can pay with cash or WeChat," Su Chen said seriously.
The girl thought to herself that this guy was weird, but she quickly brushed it off.
Rich people have such strange personalities.
Maybe he was indirectly asking for her WeChat.