Jason had finished the meeting and was waiting downstairs at the request of this little ancestor. When he saw him, he pointed the way for him, "Go forward, turn right first, then turn left twice, then..."
Before he could finish his words, the anxious Samson pulled the car up.
The car continued to drive forward. Qincheng No. 1 Courtyard was not particularly large, and soon arrived at the entrance of the club. As expected, his father's car with a license plate number of 6 was parked below. Samson threw the money and jumped out of the car. Then he thought that today's incident might not be convenient for others to hear, so he turned around and told Jason, "Please help me send this master off. You don't have to follow."
Jason: ...
Your taxi driver still needs to be sent.
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