The male bodyguard nodded in assent. Following her, he took a black wallet out of his pocket and pulled a few notes out of the wallet.
"Since you're Young Master Wu's friend, let's do it the polite way," he said as he handed the money to Fu Zhi. When he saw Fu Zhi not taking the money, he threw it on the floor.
"It took you only a hundred to get to the hotel. Consider the extra a small tip from my young master."
'Well, birds of the same feather flock together,' Fu Zhi thought.
Wu Zhiheng just stood on the sidelines and watched his bodyguards humiliate Fu Zhi. However, the driver could not stand their attitude anymore and snarled, "I already said I will come back to get you guys after I take this girl to the hotel! How could you throw money at someone's face? Did your parents never teach you any manners?"
