Stroll through the supermarket, buy some vegetables, meat, and Durex, then spend a night at Zhao Qingge's house, sharing a bed with Old Zhao, and finally... get up the next day to make her breakfast.
This was the script Li Peifeng had written for the upcoming scenes, but reality was destined not to follow the path he imagined.
But once the car stopped in the underground parking lot of Carrefour, and the plump lady driver received the payment and rode off on her small electric scooter, Zhao Qingge made her stance clear.
"You can also buy some groceries, I'll pay, then you can take a taxi home after you finish shopping."
Li Peifeng wasn't surprised, thinking that Old Zhao might be using this method to subtly apologize for being harsh to him in the car. Although he couldn't go upstairs, he was somewhat comforted thinking he could rightly use this opportunity to increase his freeloading quota, getting one step closer to the next prize draw.
