If it weren't for that familiar license plate, Ning Fan would almost think this was a new car.
"This time we're heading to Las Vegas, how could I possibly let the boss lose face."
Bick excitedly introduced, "Besides waxing and polishing, I also changed the tires, the seat cushions..."
From Bick's words, it's clear that except for parts like the car shell that couldn't be replaced,
the previously worn-out taxi has undergone a full makeover inside and out, replacing everything that could be replaced.
"This must have cost quite a bit, right?"
Ning Fan frowned, "You wouldn't take this opportunity to rip me off, would you?"
Spending money! How much!
Ning Fan wouldn't care, but he absolutely would not tolerate being taken for a fool.
"No way. How would I dare to make the boss pay?" Bick said with a goofy smile, scratching his head, "Actually, Doug paid for it."
If Doug were here, he would definitely cry out loud.
