I signed up for the VIP business class at Ocean Driving School at the beginning of the year, but I haven't been able to get around to it.
Every time I go out, I have to rely on Pei Chuan and others to be my driver, or I have to take a taxi myself, which is really inconvenient.
So after leaving Ghost Street, I went back to the dormitory to catch up on some sleep, and I contacted the coach assigned to me by the front desk when I signed up.
Coach Huang asked me to visit the driving school, familiarize myself with the driving area, and then pass the subjects early.
After talking for seven or eight minutes, Coach Huang was pulled away by his students.
I was bored wandering around by myself, so I was going to go to South Street to have something to eat.
"It's quite interesting." Jiuyang said inexplicably.
I didn't want to talk to this guy, but what he said made me curious.
So I continued: "What's interesting? You've never seen a driving school."
"That's right, it's normal for a thousand-year-old antique like you to not understand that today's technology is normal."
"Quickly thank me for opening your eyes and keeping up with the trend of the times."
Jiuyang sneered and said: "You know what the hell, what I mean is the beautiful girl who shows you the way."
"Looking at the work clothes she is wearing and the work ID hanging around her neck, she turns out to be a busboy in the cafeteria."
"Outrageous, too outrageous."
My interest was piqued and I asked, "What's so outrageous about it that girls can't do odd jobs in the cafeteria?"
"Isn't it better to make money with your own hands and be clean and tidy than a sneaky trash like you?"
"Ancestor Ziwei, a genius who is rare to see in a thousand years, sneer..."
I said harshly and sarcastically: "Stop putting so much money on yourself, you are not worthy at all."
Jiuyang was aroused by me and cursed angrily: "If I am trash, then you are a complete trash."
"What can you do? What will you do?"
"It's so hard to be promoted to Huang Lingshi. I really don't know what your little lover wife likes about you."
"If you ask me, any man on the street is better than you."
I laughed and said angrily: "Yes, you have chosen a useless person like me to be the host for your soul. Are you blind?"
"Come on, tell me, why did you pick a loser?"
"Did you have shit in your head?"
I said in a straight line: "Don't think that just because I can't do anything to you for the time being, you can be unscrupulous and arrogant."
"Remember, I am the real owner of this body."
"When I am cornered, I would rather pour gasoline on myself and destroy myself than let you take advantage of me."
"You..." Jiuyang was choked by me and was speechless. The violent fluctuations that came out seemed to be so angry that he exploded.
I took advantage of my words, and I was in a good mood and said, "Can't you be brave enough to argue? Keep going. Whoever stops first will be the grandson."
Jiuyang fell into silence and ignored my provocation.
I took a taxi and went directly to South Street to eat noodles.
Jiuyang murmured in a low voice: "That girl is a disciple of the Yun Sect. Have you ever seen a disciple of the Six Meridians doing odd jobs outside?"
I replied without thinking: "It's just a temporary job."
"For example, the disciples in the waiting department where I worked yesterday have one day off every month. Some disciples are idle and have no interest in doing so. They go to the streets to distribute flyers to earn money for cigarettes. This is totally fine."
Jiuyang retorted: "You are talking about ordinary disciples, handyman disciples, but the girl just now is different. Her face is hidden by an expert, and hanging around her neck is a piece of quality slightly lower than that of Bai Nanxian, the young master of Yun Sect.
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"Such a person will do odd jobs to earn a little so-called pocket money?"
"You kid is so funny, aren't you?"
Jiuyang argued: "Anyway, I think there's something wrong with her."
I was surprised and said: "Are you sure you read it correctly?"
