As he spoke, Ouyang Hao took a cheque from his wallet, wrote down an amount, and signed his name briskly. He handed it to the woman in front of him, "Take this."
"No, no, no, sir, you've already helped me a lot. I can't take this cheque."
"Just take it and stop arguing! If you don't have this money, even if you don't show up here again, you'll appear somewhere else, and you might not be as lucky as you are today."
What Ouyang Hao said was true. The woman hesitated for a moment but still took the cheque, hastily expressing her gratitude, "Thank you, sir! I will never forget your kindness. If I ever get the chance, I will surely repay you."
"No need to repay me, just don't trouble me again."
Ouyang Hao turned and walked towards the elevator. Seeing this, his female companion hurriedly chased after him, grabbing his arm, "Young Master Ou, our room isn't in that direction."
Ouyang Hao waved his hand at her, "I'm tired, I'm going back."
