An Dongye was not pleased. She didn't mind giving Ye Xiu money, but giving her hard-earned cash to the boss? That's impossible!
She had a flash of inspiration and ran to the cashier's counter to grab a QR code. She kicked Liu Meng and said, "Scan this. Transfer ten thousand to the boss."
"Yes, yes, yes!" Liu Meng hastily took out his phone, scanned the code, and transferred 10,000.
Ye Xiu was speechless. An Dongye really was a tightwad. He asked curiously, "These hooligans still have money in their bank accounts. Why didn't you take that too?"
"I'd like to," An Dongye said, pulling out an old Nokia with a black-and-white screen. "But my phone doesn't have that function, and I don't have a bank card either."
Ye Xiu's mouth twitched. He had met a true pauper today—this girl was genuinely poor.
"Let's go," Ye Xiu said to her.
