186: Sure enough, you can't spend a poor man's money; you have to be careful with every penny.

Today, Li Wei was wholly focused on waiting for Mr. Jiang and serving him well.

He had no time to deal with such insignificant people, let alone put on an act with her.

But Liu Ruyan refused to give up... Seeing Li Wei trying to avoid her, she quickly stepped forward, almost pressing herself against him.

The cheap perfume on her grew even stronger, making Li Wei nearly wrinkle his nose.

She blinked her large eyes, coated with mascara—her lashes were thick and long, but appeared somewhat stiff.

Trying hard to look innocent and naive, her tone remained coquettish: "Then... are you the car owner's driver? Or a friend of the owner?"

Unfortunately, her foundation was too thick; when she smiled, fine lines appeared at the corners of her eyes, making her look particularly ridiculous.

Far from appearing innocent and naive, she instead seemed more deliberate and affected.

Li Wei's disgust deepened.

But years of professional training allowed him to barely maintain surface-level politeness, not directly losing his temper.

His tone remained cold, even carrying a hint of barely noticeable impatience: "I'm waiting for a client; I don't have time to chat with you."

"A client?"

Liu Ruyan's eyes instantly lit up, her voice unconsciously rising a few notches, a flash of delight in her eyes.

Anyone who could drive such a top-tier luxury car must have important clients!

Even if this man wasn't the owner, as long as she could meet the owner through him...

Even if it was just to get familiar or exchange a few words with the owner, there'd be a chance to climb the social ladder later—maybe she could skyrocket to success.

Liu Ruyan's mind raced, instantly forming a plan.

The smile on her face grew even more obsequious.

She quickly pulled a crumpled twenty-yuan bill from her bag.

This was the last bit of pocket money she had today, originally meant for buying dinner.

But now, she didn't hesitate to take it out and offer it to Li Wei.

She wasn't usually this poor, but it was all because of that scoundrel Jiang Feng, who took back the fifty thousand yuan she'd tricked him out of.

Now she was extremely strapped for cash, even considering desperate measures!

"Sir, look how hot it is, with the sun blazing—you must be tired standing here waiting for your client. Let me buy you a drink?"

Liu Ruyan wore an ingratiating smile, her tone cautious: "Just two bottles of iced cola—one for you, and when your client arrives, I'll offer them one too. How does that sound?"

She'd learned all this from TV dramas.

In TV dramas, gentle, considerate women who know how to handle things are the easiest to impress important people and gain their favor.

She thought this move was right—as long as she could please this man, she could meet his client.

Li Wei looked down at the crumpled, even slightly stained twenty-yuan bill.

The corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily, a flash of barely concealed mockery in his eyes.

The Patek Philippe watch on his wrist alone was worth five hundred thousand... Forget one cola—even ten or a hundred cases, he wouldn't bat an eye, wouldn't even glance at them.

But this woman was trying to fob him off with twenty yuan???

And hoping to use this twenty yuan to curry favor with him and meet his client?

Not even two hundred thousand would work!

It was utterly delusional, laughable to the extreme.

Besides, if his client found out, wouldn't that ruin him?

"No need, thank you..."

Li Wei's tone turned completely cold, not a shred of patience left.

All politeness vanished from his face as he turned to walk away.

He didn't want any further entanglement with Liu Ruyan, afraid she'd delay his important business.

Liu Ruyan panicked, her expression instantly changing.

Afraid this only chance would slip away.

If she missed it, she might never encounter such an important person again in her lifetime.

She'd have to keep living in poverty, keep being looked down upon, keep being oppressed by that pauper Jiang Feng!!!

Indeed, you can't spend a poor man's money—he's so miserly, humiliating her over just fifty thousand yuan!

This wealthy man in front of her was perfect—just right to spend money on her!

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