Huahai Entertainment allocated an exclusive business car to Ye Zhiqiu, but no one would use it during the Chinese New Year. Dong Peng said hello to the logistics department the next morning and borrowed it for Ye Zhiqiu.

The two put large and small bags and a suitcase containing clothes into the trunk.

The seven-seater business car is five meters long, but this is not a problem for an experienced driver who has been driving for ten years in his previous life. Ye Zhiqiu refused Dong Peng's offer to drive him back, and got into the driver's seat, familiar with the road, and pulled on his seat belt.

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Whether a person can drive can be seen from the way he or she sits.

The driver whose butt is only used as half of the chair, with his back straight and his hands tightly holding the steering wheel, is either a novice or a female driver.

When Dong Peng saw Ye Zhiqiu's sitting posture, he knew it in his mind, but he still reminded him: "Brother Ye, your driving license is in the armrest box. Bring your driving license with you. It's best to put it together."

"Okay, stop being busy and go back to celebrate the New Year." Ye Zhiqiu was still a little excited after not touching the car for a long time.

Suddenly, Ye Zhiqiu thought of something, and his hand that put the gear in gear suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong, Brother Ye?" Dong Peng asked doubtfully.

Ye Zhiqiu was silent for a moment, looked at Dong Peng and said: "Um, Dapeng... I want to ask you a question."

"How do I check if I have a driver's license?"

Dong Peng was dumbfounded and suspected that he had heard wrongly. Seeing Ye Zhiqiu's serious expression, he confirmed that Ye Zhiqiu was not joking, and his expression changed.

Damn it! What’s your problem?!

Don’t you know if you have a driver’s license or not?!

Then where did you get the temperament of being a more experienced driver than an experienced driver just now?!

Dong Peng looked strange and said: "... Traffic police app, enter your ID card to check."

Ye Zhiqiu smiled awkwardly and took out his mobile phone to download the software. Dong Peng had already taken out his mobile phone to check it.

As an agent, he sometimes has to help book tickets, hotels, etc. He knows Ye Zhiqiu's ID number.

Dong Peng entered 18 digits and saw the empty interface on his mobile phone, and his heart was filled with 10,000 grass and mud horses.

Ye Zhiqiu looked over and was dumbfounded.

Damn it! I haven’t even taken my driver’s license test yet!

In the end, Dong Peng drove Ye Zhiqiu back.

Along the way, Dong Peng looked at Ye Zhiqiu with resentment in his eyes.

"Brother Ye, it's no joke to drive without a license. An artist got into an accident while driving without a license, and his career was immediately ruined after he finished his job."

Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said: "Didn't you forget? Don't worry, I won't do anything illegal."

Dong Peng sighed, still a little scared thinking about it now.

What kind of weird thing did I follow? I never expected that the biggest test of being an agent would actually come from here.

Dong Peng drove smoothly, and after four and a half hours, he got off the expressway and arrived at Hanjiang, a small fifth-tier city.

As the car passed through the new city and then entered the old city, the buildings outside the car window began to look dated.

"Hello, Dad?"

"Yeah, I'm almost there. My colleague drove me back."

"You're almost back? Then wait for me downstairs and bring something up with you."

Ye Zhiqiu put down the phone and gave Dong Peng directions, turning several streets in the old city and driving into an old residential area.

Father Ye - Ye Guoqiang is an electric power worker. The house the Ye family lives in was allocated by the work unit more than 20 years ago.

Nowadays, those with good economic conditions have all moved to new urban areas, and those who remain in the old communities are generally not wealthy families.

A brand new business car that looked like it was worth a lot of money drove into this community and immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Which big boss is here?

He saw Father Ye's figure from a distance. Ye Zhiqiu directed Dong Peng to drive the car to a building and stop it.

Father Ye glanced at the shiny commercial car curiously, and then looked away, as if waiting for something.

Ye Zhiqiu got out of the car and shouted: "Dad!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Father Ye's eyes moved over and he was startled when he saw Ye Zhiqiu getting out of the business car. However, Father Ye finally said only three simple words.

"Oh, I'm back."

Father Ye has this kind of character. He is a down-to-earth person, doesn't talk much, and always silently carries the family on his shoulders.

Seeing Ye's father, Ye Zhiqiu felt a little dazed, but still smiled and said: "Dad, this is my colleague, Dong Peng."

"Dapeng, this is my dad."

Dong Peng said quickly: "Hello, Uncle Ye, I am Zhiqiu's agent."

Father Ye also knew what kind of singing Ye Zhiqiu was doing recently, but he didn't know who his manager was. He only knew that the young man in front of him was Ye Zhiqiu's colleague and he wanted to treat him politely.

Father Ye said: "Hello, Ah Qiu, please take care of me. Come on, come and sit at home."

Dong Peng said quickly: "Don't bother me, Uncle Ye, I'll go back now."

Dong Peng noticed the motorcycle next to Ye's father and said to Ye Zhiqiu: "Brother Ye, do you want to keep the car for the New Year? I won't go back to Huahai. I will just take the high-speed rail home. I will come here with you after the New Year.

Meet up and let’s drive back together.”

Ye Zhiqiu thought about it and it made sense, and said, "Let's do this. I'll take the things up first, and my dad and I will take you to the high-speed rail station."

Dong Peng was stunned and quickly waved his hand and said: "I won't bother you and Uncle Ye, I'll just take a taxi."

"Don't be polite to me." Ye Zhiqiu said to Ye Guoqiang: "Dad, I don't have a driver's license, can you help me drive?"

Father Ye nodded and did not refuse. He had a driver's license and driving the company's electric emergency repair truck was commonplace.

Ye Zhiqiu and Ye's father took things to the fourth floor of the old house, while Ye's mother Lin Huifen was busy in the kitchen.

When my son comes back from vacation, he naturally wants to have a good meal.

"Mom, I'm back! Let's go out with dad for a while!" Ye Zhiqiu shouted, and he and his father put down their things and went downstairs. Dong Peng was still waiting below.

Lin Huifen, who was wearing an apron, heard the sound and came out, but the father and son had disappeared.

"Where did you go when you just got home? You haven't put your things away yet." Lin Huifen asked doubtfully. She glanced at the large and small bags at the door and moved them aside so as not to block the narrow passage in the house.

"Here we are, let's talk about anything after the New Year. Happy New Year."

"Okay, Uncle Ye, Brother Ye, Happy New Year."

Dong Peng's figure walked into the high-speed rail station, and Ye Zhiqiu said: "Let's go, Dad."

Father Ye nodded. After Ye Zhiqiu's colleagues left, the slightly reserved feeling was obviously gone.

On the way back, Father Ye couldn't help but look around at the interior of this commercial vehicle. He wanted to try out various configurations and functions but was worried that he might accidentally damage it. He couldn't hide the gleam of admiration in his eyes, and finally asked dryly out of curiosity.

One sentence.

"How much does this car cost?"

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned, "I don't know, the one assigned by the company seems to be called Alpha."

After checking it on his mobile phone, Ye Zhiqiu had a strange look on his face, "More than 900,000..."

Damn it! This big van is so expensive!

Father Ye's hand shook slightly, and then he turned and turned the steering wheel much more "gently".

Ye Zhiqiu saw this and sighed secretly in his heart.

Which man doesn't love cars, and Ye's father is no exception. However, the family's previous conditions were average, and they had to support two students who were studying, so they couldn't afford a small car.

So when almost every household in the old neighborhood had a car, Ye's father still drove his ten-year-old motorcycle to and from get off work.

Although in small cities, motorcycles are barely enough, but now Ye Zhiqiu recalls that when visiting relatives during the holidays, a family of four could only take the bus or Ye's father and he could each ride a motorcycle.
Chapter completed!