On his 22nd birthday, Xie Qiao only did three things:
1. Picking up dad from prison
2. Received a million-dollar watch from Mr. Zhao
3. I was rear-ended by a returning friend who reunited after a long absence in the underground parking lot.
Xie Qiao got out of the car and patted the other party's window, "Come on, add a WeChat account first, and I'll recommend some driving school instructors to you. Or should I teach you how to apply the brakes?"
The other party slowly lowered the window and said, "Okay, you teach me."
Xie Qiao turned around and left, "I'm in a hurry to pick up the ride. Goodbye."
Fang Yicheng stepped on the accelerator lightly, blocking his way, "Didn't you say add a WeChat account?"
Later, and later.
Xie Qiao accidentally bumped into a Maybach. The car owner's secretary knocked on the window in a business-like manner, "Stop working and wait for the traffic police to deal with it."
Xie Qiao's attitude was very sincere, "Okay, okay, but can I say a few words to the car owner? I know him."
The back seat window raised indifferently, and the secretary politely declined, "Sorry, Mr. Fang said he didn't know you."
●You chase me, I chase you, the mirror is broken, the circle is broken, the circle is broken
●The second book of Rehabilitation Hand Rub
Intention: Traveling far away when I was young, traveling thousands of miles with the same wind
