A single-family professor villa with its own courtyard is much better than living in a dormitory.
Three floors, six bedrooms, exactly 301 can accommodate six people, with complete household appliances. The luxurious decoration ten years ago can still be seen now. The large living room on the first floor remains unchanged, and the small hall on the second floor has been decorated by Han Lei.
Zhou Huiqiang stuffed some fitness equipment into it and turned it into a small gym.
After three days of tossing and adding a lot of things, the house was ready. After that, six people from 301 officially moved in. After walking around, Yang Chen estimated that in the future, several bad friends will definitely bring his girlfriend back to live together.
More lively.
Graduated.
People in other dormitories sadly left the school and went their separate ways.
Only the 301 gang has become more and more prosperous, and graduation has had little impact on them. This is entirely due to Yang Chen, who almost rushed to the market and forced several roommates to succeed.
If you meet the boss, you will save twenty years of struggle.
What Jiang Yao once said was deeply believed by several others.
In fact, they understand that twenty years of hard work is nothing. If they had not had the opportunity to study at Ningbo University and worked hard on their own, they might still be struggling at the bottom of society twenty years later.
Next to the boulevard outside the hospital, five off-road vehicles were lined up in a line. Their paint leather was shiny and dazzling. Probably influenced by Yang Chen, Han Lei, Jiang Zhiwen, Jiang Yao, and Zhou Huiqiang all liked hard-core cars.
Zhang Zhiqiang does not have a car.
It’s not that I don’t have money, it’s that I don’t have a driver’s license.
In the past few years, this guy was busy "creating". He couldn't even get a diploma or degree, so he didn't have the time to take the driving test. This year he signed up for a driving school and found time to practice driving almost every day. The rude instructor at the driving school was beaten ** times out of 10 times.
He scolded him and made him look disgraced.
Under the awning fan beside the lawn in the courtyard, the 301 Six Sao men headed by Yang Chen were drinking canned beer and eating mutton skewers and beef ribs prepared by several girls in a leisurely manner.
"The wonderful weekend is over again." Han Lei sighed. Tomorrow, except for Yang Chen, they will devote themselves to work and fully integrate into society.
"The next beautiful weekend is coming soon." Jiang Yao continued with a smile. Now he no longer had the unsociable gloominess in him.
Zhang Zhiqiang looked at his watch and smiled bitterly: "If you continue to sigh, I will have to get scolded."
Zhou Huiqiang frowned and said, "Drinking while practicing driving, you hit the gun again. It's best not to go there today."
"Just drink one can, should you be fine?" Zhang Zhiqiang felt guilty after being told by Zhou Huiqiang, and looked at Yang Chen.
Yang Chen smiled and said: "It's okay, I'll take you to the driving school."
The boss took action, Zhang Zhiqiang hurriedly nodded and said yes, followed Yang Chen in the Mercedes-Benz G55 off-road vehicle, and rushed to the driving school. The driving school training ground is located in the northern suburbs.
The fenced-off area is very open, like a small square, with dozens of pickup trucks of the same model. At first glance, there are a lot of cars, but in fact there are more wolves than meat. Under the scorching sun, the students lined up to practice driving, and each person spent an afternoon driving.
Practice two more times.
Female students were afraid of getting tanned. They covered their heads tightly with sunglasses and a headscarf, making them look like ethnic minorities. When Yang Chen's G55 drove into the hospital, many people stared at her sideways.
Who doesn't like a good car?
Zhang Zhiqiang got out of the car and greeted people he knew well.
Yang Chen did not leave immediately. He sat in the car and smoked, secretly observing who was the coach Zhang Zhiqiang. It was not a problem to be scolded every time he practiced driving. He had to talk to the coach for Zhang Zhiqiang.
At first, he wanted to find someone to do the work directly for Zhang Zhiqiang. After careful consideration, he gave up the idea and decided to practice more before touching the car, otherwise he would harm others and himself.
"Have you been drinking?"
Just as Yang Chen was holding a cigarette in his mouth, lowering his head and smiling, replying to Nalan Tongtong's text message, aggressive questioning came from the place where the students gathered.
In the crowd, Zhang Zhiqiang was blushing. He had indeed drank wine and could not defend himself. He just hoped that the coach would not scold him too harshly and save him a little face in front of everyone.
"I want to drive drunk before I get the book. I'm going to fuck something. Get out of here!" The vulgar-looking coach almost poked Zhang Zhiqiang's forehead with his finger, looking fierce.
The people around him watched silently, feeling somewhat sad that a rabbit would die and a fox would die.
Most of the instructors in Xijing Driving School are gangsters who work part-time as part-time workers in illegal driving and transportation. Their quality is really poor. It is common for them to hook up with and make things difficult for beautiful female students, and to accept gifts and ask for money.
Yang Chen frowned, opened the car door and got out of the car. Shitou happened to call, so he stopped by the car door to answer the phone first. Shitou, who had just returned from Hangzhou, said seriously that he had something important to do with him.
"What's the matter?" Yang Chen asked with a frown, thinking something was wrong in Hangzhou.
Shitou said: "I have to interview you."
"I'm at the training ground of Ovi Driving School, come here." As soon as Yang Chen finished speaking, Shitou called in a hurry and seemed to be in a hurry, which made Yang Chen more and more puzzled.
Seeing Zhang Zhiqiang being scolded so badly, Yang Chen didn't bother to think about it, walked over quickly, and calmly said to the coach: "My buddy drank a can of beer and came to practice driving again. It is indeed wrong, but you taught me
The method seems to be over the top.”
"Who are you?" The coach squinted his eyes and stared at Yang Chen ferociously.
Yang Chen said: "I have no other intentions..."
"What the hell are you trying to educate me? I'm like this, how can you do it? You think everyone will give you face when you drive a good car, bah, in black and white, you are a stupid kid, you are not bad at all.
"The vulgar-looking coach cursed loudly and became extremely arrogant.
Yang Chen was happy. He was a driving school instructor. He was really crazy. In the era when social elders tried to keep a low profile and pretended to be qualified, such people were either fools or reckless men.
Careful... Yang Chen was afraid of losing his reputation, so he pulled Zhang Zhiqiang and got into the car with everyone looking at him strangely, and asked with a smile: "Is everything okay?"
Zhang Zhiqiang shook his head, forced out a smile and said: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you get scolded. In this life, you have to kneel down and cry and be humble before you can understand what it means to be strong."
Yang Chen smiled and nodded, thoughtfully.
He has cried, knelt and humbled himself, so isn't glory a reflection of his life?
At the edge of the driving range, men and women looked at the Mercedes-Benz SUV not far away from time to time. Some of them hated the rich and felt secretly happy, mocking Yang Chen for being a coward.
Some people feel something is wrong.
The off-road vehicle has always been parked there and has not moved. Is there something good to watch?
When the coach with a rough image saw that Yang Chen and Zhang Zhiqiang were not leaving, he faced the car with his hands on his hips and spat on the ground with utter provocation and contempt.
"Boss, if you can't be serious, let's go." Zhang Zhiqiang also thought Yang Chen was angry.
Yang Chen smiled and said: "What do I care about with him? My friend came here to talk to me about something. I have to wait."
After waiting for another ten minutes, more than 20 cars broke into the training ground with the arrogance of killing people and causing dust to rise on the unhardened ground.
The male and female students were dumbfounded because of the sudden intrusion of a group of cars, all of which were luxury cars worth more than a million dollars. They slowly gathered around the Mercedes-Benz SUV, as if it was a car show.
Yang Chen was equally surprised.
Shitou came to talk to him about something, why did all the heavyweights on Xijing Road come here?
