Early the next morning.
Li Jing, reminiscing about last night's craziness, found himself wandering to the location of the art shop in the old town, but unfortunately, He Mo was nowhere in sight.
"This woman has such random opening hours for her shop, no wonder they say overly artsy people can't make money, it'd be a surprise if they could."
Li Jing shook his head and then called his dedicated driver for the old town, Hu Dazhuang.
The reason for calling Hu Dazhuang again was partly for convenience, but also because Li Jing regarded him as honest and reliable.
Especially last night in the car when Hu Dazhuang kept his eyes pried wide open and didn't glance at the back seat even once.
For this sense of professionalism, Li Jing specifically gave Hu Dazhuang an extra thousand as a taxi fare today. But after the surprise, Hu Dazhuang reluctantly returned the money.