"Small sound, lower sound." Listening to the sound of Coach Xian's ghost crying and howl, Zhao Xiaohan waved his hand and signaled him to make a little sound. When he just started roaring, the entire driving school people looked over. Looking at Zhao Xiaohan's wave, Coach Xian looked at him without caring at all. He held a toothpick in his mouth and bit it hard. He spat with a "pa" and said, "I'm afraid of being so handsome. I'm not afraid of being handsome than you. What are you afraid of?"

Yes, you are indeed more handsome than me! Zhao Xiaohan rolled his eyes in anger, took out a pack of cigarettes, handed them to Coach Xian, lit one, and took a sip of it gently. Zhao Xiaohan said softly: "Are you almost everyone here? What time will the ribbon be cut?"

"At twelve o'clock, cut the ribbon on time." Coach Xian lowered his head, pulled Zhao Xiaohan's right hand, looked at the watch on his wrist, and murmured: "It's still half an hour left, but it's still early, you're not late."

"Well, you go and prepare first, I'll go and talk to Mr. An." As he said that, Zhao Xiaohan walked towards Mr. An. When he saw Mr. An, Mr. An, smiled faintly, then nodded. When Zhao Xiaohan walked up to him, Mr. An smiled and said, "Young Master Han is developing now, real estate, catering industry, Internet, gaming industry, hospitals, film and television companies. The area you crossed is big enough. Now even the driving school is started. Will I call you Principal Zhao in the future?"

"Others laugh at me, Mr. An, don't laugh at me." Zhao Xiaohan smiled bitterly, and his face was very helpless. Looking at Zhao Xiaohan's helpless expression, Mr. An smiled slightly, turned his head, glanced at the middle-aged men in black suits beside him, and whispered: "Come on, Xiaohan, let me introduce you. These are friends from the Transportation Bureau and the Vehicle Management Office. We will ask them to take care of you in the future."

As he said that, Young Master An glanced at one of them and said softly: "This is the deputy director of the Transportation Bureau, Director Zhang."

"This is the section chief of the Transportation Bureau and the section chief Liu."

"This is the director of the Vehicle Management Office, Director Li."

"This is the deputy director of the Vehicle Management Office and Director Wang."

"This is Zhao Xiaohan, the chairman of Zhao Group and one of the four young masters in Beijing. At the same time, he is also an investor in this driving school. In the future, I would like to ask all the leaders to take care of him."

Mr. An introduced in turn. After hearing the introduction, Zhao Xiaohan smiled and nodded one by one, shook hands one by one, and called the director, section chief, director, etc. Fortunately, these people had no airs. When they shook hands with Zhao Xiaohan, they looked very easy-going and smiling. I don’t know if they really heard of the words Zhao Xiaohan or just to give Mr. An’s face. But these are not important anymore. As long as they don’t make things difficult for their driving school in the future, there will be no problem.

"The time is almost coming, I'll prepare for the ribbon cutting first. In the future, I'll ask you to take care of you." After shaking hands one by one, Zhao Xiaohan planned to turn around and leave, but just after Zhao Xiaohan finished speaking, Young Master An turned his head, looked at him, and whispered: "Don't rush to leave after the matter is over later. I have something to do and I want to talk to you."

"Well, I'll be waiting for you in the office later." Zhao Xiaohan nodded, turned around and left. In fact, when he came today, he expected that Mr. An must have something to talk to him. As for what it was, he naturally knew what it was. Some things, I'm afraid they can't be delayed anymore.

"Everyone, let's introduce you to the investor of our driving school, Mr. Zhao." In the lobby on the first floor of the office, Coach Xian clapped his hands and signaled everyone to be quiet. Then his loud voice started to roar again. Listening to Coach Xian's introduction, Zhao Xiaohan shook his head and smiled, nodded, and looked around. There were not many people in the office, about dozens of people, including coaches, clerks, men and women. He looked like he had a smile on his face, looking very happy.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao!" Everyone bowed their heads and said hello. Zhao Xiaohan smiled slightly, waved his hand and said softly: "Everyone doesn't have to be restrained. As long as you don't abuse your power in the future, you will almost never see me. As for what is called abuse of power, I believe that you must have a boundary in your heart. Okay, I won't say much. Everyone is happier and look forward to the bright future of the driving school together."

After the words came to an end, a burst of applause rang out. Zhao Xiaohan smiled slightly, turned around and walked to the principal's office, sitting on Coach Xian's leather chair. Zhao Xiaohan took a sip of the cigarette, raised his head, looked at Coach Xian who was standing opposite, and smiled and said, "How is Coach Xian, are you still satisfied with our driving school?"

"Satisfied, satisfied, grandma, I didn't expect that one day, I could become the principal. I was still a little uncomfortable when I was shouted by Principal Xian every day." It can be seen that Coach Xian was very happy. When he spoke, he was always flirting with his eyebrows. Looking at Coach Xian's happy look, Zhao Xiaohan also smiled slightly, tapped his fingers on the table a few times, and said softly: "In the future, the driving school will be left to you to manage. Except for people from the head office to calculate the accounts every month, basically, no one will interfere with your principal's authority. Do you have any other opinions?"

"No, no, I'm very satisfied." Coach Xian smiled and scratched his head embarrassedly: "Grandma's feet, I still feel like I'm dreaming. In the blink of an eye, I became the principal. When I was a child, I was most afraid of the principal. Unexpectedly, I could become the principal."

"Okay, you are also a super-powered person, and you are a little promising." Looking at Coach Xian's happy and helpless look, Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help laughing. However, in the blink of an eye, when Zhao Xiaohan threw down the cigarette butt in his hand, his face restrained his smile just now, and looked at Coach Xian seriously and said softly: "Coach Xian, I have always had a question. I don't know whether to ask or not. If there is any offense, you can choose not to answer mine."

"It's okay, ask." Coach Xian didn't take it seriously at all, waved his hand, looking like he didn't care at all.

"Okay, then I'll ask." Zhao Xiaohan nodded gently and said softly: "I want to know, what is your superpower?"

"So it's this question. What can I ask about this?" After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Coach Xian smiled and took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a hard sip, and said with a smile: "Hehe, my superpowers are very early. It happened many years ago. At that time, I didn't understand anything that is superpowers or not. I just felt that my right hand was different from that of ordinary people, but at that time, I was suffering."

"Your superpower is on the right hand?" Hearing Coach Xian's words, Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, but he instantly explained his doubts. Coach Xian's name in the world is "Ghost Hand". Superpower is on the right hand, so it is natural.

"Yes." Coach Xian nodded: "At the beginning, my right hand would be dislocated from time to time. At first, I thought something was wrong with my right hand. Later, I found that once my right hand would be more powerful, and once my bones would be more powerful, the speed would be faster. Until a year later, there would be no fractures or dislocated again. But I could carry a heavy truck with one hand. In summer, my hand could catch almost a dozen flies and mosquitoes at one time."

"Why should we compare with each other? Who's faster?" Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help but laughed when he heard Coach Xian mention his speed. Speed ​​has always been his pride. When his superpowers were upgraded to the S level, few people could surpass his speed.

"Yes." Coach Xian nodded, then asked in confusion: "But how do you compare this?"

"Two moves, see who is faster." After the words came, Zhao Xiaohan gently patted the table with his right hand, and jumped up from the chair with a light jump. In the blink of an eye, his body had already arrived in front of Coach Xian: "How is it, are you ready?"

"Okay, come on!" Coach Xian smiled and looked eager to try.

For ordinary people, they may not have seen anything yet, but for coach Zhao Xiaohan and Xian, they have been in action for dozens of rounds, but it is obvious that coach Xian is faster, but he is just quicker, and he is much worse than Zhao Xiaohan than other coordination parts of his body.

The moment when Coach Xian waved his right hand, Zhao Xiaohan turned his body, bent down half of his body, gently lifted his right foot, and kicked Coach Xian's right leg. When Coach Xian turned back and planned to dodge, Zhao Xiaohan's body had already stood up, and an elbow hit him in the chest.

With a "clang", when Zhao Xiaohan's right hand touched Coach Xian's right hand, the two people's bodies flew out to the back at the same time like a kite breaking a string. Zhao Xiaohan's body slammed heavily on the shooting behind him, but Coach Xian's body also flew towards the door at the same time.

Yes, Coach Xian was too strong, so big that Zhao Xiaohan could not resist it. He never expected that he just punched Coach Xian's arm, but Coach Xian's response made him feel like he was hit hard by a truck. It was almost impossible for him to control it. If it weren't for his speed fast enough, he might have fallen from the window at this time!
Chapter completed!