"Chen He, did you call the police and report them?"
After a while, Chen He replied.
"Hahaha… yeah! She does the full service for others for 500, but she wants 500,000 in betrothal gifts from me. I can't let her live easy!"
"Are you out of your damn mind? Their shop can operate there so blatantly—why do you think that is? You think nobody else can see what they're doing? Pulling this stunt, aren't you just asking for trouble? You're an out-of-towner ride-hailing driver, what are you going to use to fight people like that?"
"No way, Brother Chen, don't scare me. Are they really that badass?"
"They're not badass, but the people who run the place are. You think just anyone can open a shop there? You'd better be careful. If you really run into trouble, tell them to come find me, have them call me. I'll send you my number."
"Brother Chen, you're just trying to spook me. It's a tiny little thing, stop scaring me."
