As his mood shifted, Chu Ge found this chatty driver increasingly entertaining. Hearing what the driver just said made him burst out laughing.
"Buddy, what are you laughing at?" The driver was a bit puzzled; he didn't think he said anything funny.
"I think you should stop driving, with your talent, driving a taxi is really beneath you," Chu Ge replied with a smile, shaking his head, answering in a roundabout way.
"Huh? What do you mean by that?" The driver was even more confused.
"Your mouth, it must have been blessed, right? You could definitely make good money fortune-telling on the street."
The driver was taken aback, blinked his eyes, and suddenly realized, "Damn! Buddy, you... you mean to tell me that Audi A8 belongs to your girl?"
Chu Ge shrugged, "That's right, it's hers."
The driver looked at Chu Ge skeptically, and after a moment, smirked and shook his head, "Alright, buddy, stop pulling my leg. You almost had me believing you."
