The taxi driver's absolutely assured attitude somehow threw Wang Daqiang for a loop.
"You're not afraid we'll run off?" Wang Daqiang asked.
The driver calmly took a drag of his cigarette and waved his hand, saying: "Hurry up, go ahead, I still have the meter running. We're all in the same boat. Why would I have anything to worry about? Your priority is finding a place to have fun, and right now, I'm not just your taxi driver, but also your entertainment consultant. If you guys stiffed me over ten yuan, you'd still have to catch another cab and ask around, which would be even more of a hassle, right?"
"Look at this kid, totally gets it!" The taxi driver pointed at Yang Fan, "It's best to find a reliable driver. If you change cabs, the next one may not necessarily have a partnership with these kinds of places. Go on up, I'll send them a message."
Only then did Wang Daqiang have an epiphany, "I have to say, it's quite complicated."
