At the foot of the Badaling Great Wall, those who drive black cars dare to fleece passengers, definitely not ordinary people. Moreover, they directly target the tourists who get into their cars because this is a one-time deal.
Once done, it's unlikely they'll have another chance, similar to those at the airport.
But these wealthy youths standing in front of them are not ordinary people.
Don't mention eight hundred bucks, they have it. Even if it's eighty million, eight hundred million, they could also shell it out without a blink.
However, for less than two kilometers of travel, this black car driver was asking for eight hundred bucks. That really was treating them like fat pigs ready to be slaughtered.
"You got in the car, you have to pay whether you like it or not." The black car driver showed his tattooed arm, indicating he was not someone ordinary people could afford to mess with.
"Apologize immediately," said Young Master Zhu.
