The flat-headed man raised his eyebrows, "Of course there's no problem. Bye."
Jimmy got out of the car, took his suitcase from the trunk, and stood by the roadside. The taxi moved slowly in front of him. Jimmy watched the car and suddenly noticed the license plate flipping over – a new plate appeared in the blink of an eye. After the flip, the taxi sped away, leaving Jimmy dumbfounded.
Jimmy took out a business card from his pocket, a very simple one with just Daniel and a mobile number, nothing else. He shook his head, put the card back into his pocket, and stood by the roadside to rest. The taxi driver was really good, as long as one could tolerate some things, whether rushing on a journey or getting to know the local area, it was definitely better than reading a map by himself.
