My singer girlfriend is super fierce.

Huahai Entertainment allocated a private business car for Ye Zhiqiu, but no one used it during the Chinese New Year. The next morning, Dong Peng said hello to the logistics department and borrowed it for Ye Zhiqiu.

The two put the big and small bags and a suitcase of clothes into the trunk.

The seven-seat business car was five meters long, but this was not a problem for the old driver who had driven for ten years in his previous life. Ye Zhiqiu rejected Dong Peng's proposal to drive him back, sat in the driver's seat with ease, and fastened his seat belt.

Whether a person can drive can be seen from the sitting posture.

Those who only sit on half of the seat, with their backs straight and their hands tightly holding the steering wheel are either new drivers or female drivers.

Dong Peng knew what happened when he saw Ye Zhiqiu's sitting posture, but he still reminded him: "Brother Ye, the driving license is in the armrest box, take the driver's license with you, and it's best to put them together."

"Okay, don't be busy, go back to celebrate the Chinese New Year." After not touching the car for a long time, Ye Zhiqiu was still a little excited.

Suddenly, Ye Zhiqiu remembered something, and his hand on the gear suddenly paused.

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

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

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

Dong Peng was dumbfounded, suspecting that he had heard wrong, and seeing Ye Zhiqiu's serious expression, he confirmed that Ye Zhiqiu was not joking, and his face changed.

Damn! What's your question? !

Don't you know whether you have a driver's license? !

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

Dong Peng said with a strange look: "... Traffic Police APP, enter your ID card to check."

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

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

Dong Peng entered the 18-digit number and saw the empty interface on the mobile phone, and ten thousand horses galloped in his heart.

Ye Zhiqiu looked over and was also dumbfounded.

Damn! I haven't even taken the driving test yet!

In the end, it was Dong Peng who drove Ye Zhiqiu back.

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

"Brother Ye, driving without a license is not a joke. There are artists who drove without a license and got into accidents. Their careers were ruined after being in jail."

Ye Zhiqiu laughed dryly and said, "I forgot about it. Don't worry, I won't do anything illegal."

Dong Peng sighed and was still a little scared when he thought about it now.

What kind of weirdo did he follow! I never expected that the biggest test of being an agent would come from here.

Dong Peng drove very steadily. After four and a half hours, he got off the highway and arrived at Hanjiang, a small fifth-tier city.

The car passed through the new city area and then drove into the old city area. The buildings outside the car window became old-fashioned.

"Hello, Dad?"

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

"You're almost there too? Then wait for me downstairs. I'll bring some stuff up with me."

Ye Zhiqiu put down the phone and gave Dong Peng directions. They turned a few streets in the old city and drove into an old residential area.

Ye's father, Ye Guoqiang, was an electrician. The house the Ye family lived in was allocated by the company more than 20 years ago.

Nowadays, those with good economic conditions have moved to the new city. Those who still stay in the old residential area are generally not wealthy families.

A brand-new commercial vehicle that was obviously worth a lot of money drove into the residential area and immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Which big boss is here?

Ye's father was seen from a distance. Ye Zhiqiu instructed Dong Peng to drive the car to a building and stop.

Ye's father looked at the shiny commercial vehicle curiously, then looked away, as if waiting for something.

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

Hearing the familiar voice, Ye's father looked over and was stunned when he saw Ye Zhiqiu getting off the business car, but Ye's father finally said only three simple words.

"Oh, you're back."

Ye's father has this kind of personality. He is honest and doesn't talk much. He always silently carries a family on his shoulders.

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

"Dapeng, this is my dad."

Dong Peng hurriedly said, "Hello, Uncle Ye, I'm Zhiqiu's agent."

Ye's father also knew what Ye Zhiqiu was doing recently, but he didn't know what an agent was. He only knew that the young man in front of him was Ye Zhiqiu's colleague and had to be polite.

Ye's father said, "Hello, Qiu, please take care of me. Let's go up and sit at home."

Dong Peng hurriedly said, "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, "YeBrother, are you keeping the car for the New Year? I won't go back to Huahai, I'll take the high-speed train home directly. I'll come here to meet you after the New Year, and we'll drive back together. "

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

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

"Don't be polite when we're family." Ye Zhiqiu said to Ye Guoqiang, "Dad, I don't have a driver's license, can you help drive the car?"

Ye's father nodded and didn't refuse. He had a driver's license, and driving the company's power repair car was a common occurrence.

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

The son came back from vacation, so he naturally had to have a good meal.

"Mom, I'm back! Go out with Dad again! "Ye Zhiqiu shouted, and he and his father put down their things and went downstairs. Dong Peng was still waiting downstairs.

Lin Huifen, wearing an apron, came out when she heard the sound, and the father and son were gone.

"Where did you go again after you just came home? You didn't even put your things away." Lin Huifen asked in confusion, and took a look at the large and small bags at the door, and moved them aside so as not to block the narrow passage in the house.

"We're here. If you have anything, let's talk about it after the New Year. Happy New Year."

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

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

Ye's father nodded, and after Ye Zhiqiu's colleagues left, the slightly restrained feeling was obviously gone.

On the way back, Ye's father couldn't help looking around the interior of this business car. He wanted to try out various configuration functions but was worried that he would accidentally break it. The light of love in his eyes couldn't be concealed, and finally he asked curiously.

"How much is this car? "

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned, "I don't know, the company provided it, it seems to be called Alpha."

After checking on his mobile phone, Ye Zhiqiu looked strange, "More than 900,000..."

Fuck! This big van is so expensive!

Ye's father's hand trembled slightly, and then even the way he turned the steering wheel became much more "gentle".

Ye Zhiqiu saw it and sighed in his heart.

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

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

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

Every time at this time, although Ye's father didn't say it, he couldn't hide the envy in his eyes when he saw the increasing number of small cars in his relatives' homes.