Yokosuka Port, the weather in mid-May is the most comfortable season here. Ai Fei and Yumiya Iko stood on the dock, watched the car slowly being transported out, handed over the corresponding procedures and documents, and got into the car: "Are we going back to the company directly?"

"I think, let's take you home first? After all, Xiao Xunjun hasn't seen her mother for a long time. As for the company..." Ai Fei pondered for a moment and started the car: "Let's go until tomorrow. I want to go home first."

"Hi!"

The car was driving on the road from Yokosuka to Tokyo. Ai Fei was surprised to find that it had not been seen for more than half a year. The road construction in Japan was actually quite fast. Take this road no more than 200 kilometers for example. The road surface was covered with asphalt, and the long white guide lines stretched straight to the distance. The isolation belt between the two roads was planted with grass and shrubs. The sign above the head marked the number of the remaining distance to Tokyo in clear and huge fonts. The Mercedes-Benz drove on such a road, which fully showed its excellent driving control operation performance. Sitting in the car, you could hardly feel any vibration. Only the 150 words displayed on the pointer on the dashboard reminded the driver that the car was running forward at a high speed.

Yumiya Jingzi had a heart shape and he was slower, but from the side, his young and handsome face flashed with an excited and pleasant light. Needless to ask, he must be looking forward to the upcoming reunion with his family, right? She tightened her seat belt, muttered a few words, but said nothing.

It took more than an hour to arrive soon, and the car entered the city of Tokyo. Everything that appeared in front of him made Ai Fei feel like he was a different life: on both sides of the neatly arranged zebra crossing, pedestrians were motionless waiting for the change of light indicators, and cars whistled by, and most of them were Japanese cars!? Is the Japanese automobile industry already started to recover now? It has been only 6 months since I left, not 6 years? Why did I change so much?

His car stopped in front of the red light and the citizens were walking in a row. His uniform steps and frequency moved quite quickly, making people seem to see the scene seen in the documentary again: "Yugong?"

"Hi Yi!?"

"Why...Is Japan developing so fast now?"

"Eh?" Yugong was stunned: "Do you think it's very soon? Maybe. You've been away for too long? For us, this is a situation that we can see every day, and there's nothing special?"

Ai Fei glared at her: "Is 6 months a long time? I think you really don't know what's wrong! Well, you're home."

"Hi Yi!" Resisting his smile, Yugong pushed the door and got out of the car: "Then, thank you again... See you at the company tomorrow."

"See you in the company!" Ai Fei was unwilling to stay for a second and quickly started the car.

Japan's modernization construction is indeed amazing. By mid-1952, various domestic construction projects were launched one after another. On the premise of greatly increasing employment opportunities, the national strength began to rise. Ai Fei drove the car while browsing the scenery on the street. He was so dying that he forgot to look up and observe the traffic lights. When his car stopped urgently, the pedestrian closest to him was only 2 feet away! He quickly got out of the car and walked to the frightened pedestrian: "I'm sorry! It's all my fault. You haven't gotten on the horse, right? Do you want to go to the hospital? I can take you there."

The spirit of unity and cooperation that the Japanese showed at this time surprised Ai Fei: some people came over and helped up the pedestrians who fell to the ground, while some people stood in front of Ai Fei, but didn't speak, just staring at him in a straight look. This silent condemnation made people feel even more uncomfortable. Ai Fei turned his head embarrassedly and looked: "I'm sorry, I...I didn't pay attention... Are there any traffic police?"

Fortunately, the police in charge of traffic parked their bicycles - at this time the Japanese police were not yet equipped with cars on duty - and they ran over quickly with their hats in one hand: "I'm sorry, I... I just saw it. What's going on here?"

Ai Fei took the initiative to explain, mainly because of his own mistakes. There is no need to say more: "I am... sorry, I just came back from abroad. I didn't expect that the construction and development in China would be so fast, so I was distracted! I'm very sorry!"

"This is not OK, sir..." The police looked at him for a while: "At least there was no major accident. Do you have a driver's license?"

“…”

"What, no?"

"My driver's license... is in the company. Can I ask my subordinates to send it to me?"

"If this happens, you may have to go to the police station with me." The police looked around. The scared pedestrian could already stand and walk by himself. It seemed that nothing big happened. Even so, Ai Fei still felt a little disgusted: "Sir, please forgive me for my recklessness. Well, I just returned to China and didn't have a business card on me. That's it. I'll tell you my name. If there is any problem, you can contact me directly. I will be responsible for all your losses."

His attitude was favored by everyone, and the onlookers dispersed one after another - from beginning to end, these people didn't make any sound!

"No, no need." The pedestrian took a few more steps with the support of others, and was sure that he had no problems, so he left alone.

"Then... I'm really sorry for you!" Looking at the pedestrian's back, Ai Fei bowed deeply.

"Hey, sir,..."

"Ah, yes." He then remembered that there was another policeman waiting: "Will we go to the police station now? Do you want to take my car?"

The policeman glanced at the bicycle he placed not far away: "Then, I'll bother you."

"Where is it that I caused you trouble. Oh, your bicycle...?"

"It's nothing, I'll come back to pick it up later."

"Okay, please get in the car."

I got into the car and followed the police's guidance and drove all the way. A small street was not very far from the place where the accident happened. The police station was located here. I parked the car, walked into the office area of ​​the police station, and talked to a staff member on duty. The policeman just now took a form for him: "I'm sorry, please fill in it."

"Ah, OK." After taking the form, Ai Fei complained in his heart: What's going on? When he first arrived in the United States, he stayed in the police station for a long time. This time he returned to China, he actually went to the police station to report first? It's so unlucky! He simply filled out the form and handed it to the police: "I'm sorry, can I make a call?"

"Hi! There."

"Thank you." Ai Fei walked over and quickly dialed the number: "Yugong, I am Ai Fei. I'm sorry to disturb your rest... Something happened to me."

"Huh? What's the matter? Is it serious?"

"It was a traffic accident. My car... I'll talk about it when I see you later. Can you go to the company once? I have my driver's license in the drawer under my desk. Please send it to the police station. Please."

"Okay, I'll be here soon!"

After making the phone call, the rest of the time was waiting. Ai Fei sat silently on the chair of the police station, looking out anxiously: Why haven’t you come yet?

"That... sorry?" A timid child's voice rang in his ears: "Are you Ai Feijun?"

"Eh?" Ai Fei looked back and saw that he was not very old, and he was only in his early 20s. "Yes, I am Ai Fei, is there anything wrong?"

"Ai Feijun, who draws comics? You seem to have gone to the United States? Is that right?"

Ai Fei guessed it roughly. This may be one of his readers. He nodded with a smile: "Yes, I am that Ai Fei."

"I'm from your reader! Oh, I've also watched the anime movies produced by your company. I like it very much!"

"Is that?" He really didn't have the time to chat with the police now: "Thank you very much."

"Where? I should thank you for giving us so many good comic works, well,..." The little policeman glanced outside: "Someone is here again."

"Ai Feijun (Mr. President)?" Just by hearing this voice, Ai Fei knew that it was Ai Miyamiya Iko and the others who came. Sure enough, not only Ai Miyamiya Iko, but also colleagues from Fuji Takeuchi and Kato Mae-ei. What was most unexpected was that a young man with big buck teeth baring his tall height was also in the crowd, nodding to him: It was Hideo Watanabe!

"Mr. President, I'm sorry, we're late!" Fuji Takeuchi walked over and saluted on behalf of everyone.

"Nothing. This time it's my responsibility. Oh, did you bring your driver's license?" Ai Fei didn't care about talking to Watanabe, so he should solve the current problem first.

"Hi! Here."

The driver's license was handed over to the police to register, and the other party informed him that there might be some official matters in the past few days to ask him to fill out the form, and the final fine was 14 yen! Ai Fei was shocked: Why did he punish so much?

"Hi Yi! This is the number specified in the latest traffic rules, and the fines for car drivers are the largest, which is also a measure to ensure that they will not violate traffic regulations to the greatest extent."

"Okay, I'll pay it, but I... didn't bring yen, can I use US dollars?"

"Sorry, this is not possible."

Fortunately, Fuji Takeuchi thought of this layer and prepared a portion of the cash in advance to bring it over, paid the fine, and a group of people walked out of the police station: "Oh, do you know? After I arrived in the United States, I also spent a day in the police station! It's really a life-threatening crime against Tai Sui!"

"Police Department? Mr. President, the last time I saw you..."

"We don't need to say this." Ai Fei looked at Hideo Watanabe with a smile: "Watanabe, why are you..."

Watanabe's big buck teeth shone: "Mr. President, I am now a member of the company's public relations department."

Listening to the old classmate calling him the president, Ai Fei felt extremely bored. He wanted to make a few jokes with him, and swallowed again: "Don't you... shouldn't you go to college?"

"Mr. President, let's get in the car and explain. Oh, Watanabe, come and drive."

"Hi Yi! Mr. President, is that OK?"

"Yes, of course. To be honest, I'm a little tired too. So, please."
Chapter completed!