Dad, please try harder

For Qian Quan, this reward process is undoubtedly a new version of the ship that he has never experienced before.

The dreamlike feeling in his mind put him in a virtual driving space, and all the driving feelings were extremely real.

Different models, different road conditions, repeat simulations again and again until you are completely proficient, and all the skills and details are accumulated into your own knowledge.

Time did not pass long.

It seems that with just a slight shake, he has become an experienced driver.

"I didn't expect that there would be rewards." Qian Quan received an unexpected surprise, and at the same time he became more curious about the reward rules of the system.

As long as it is an extra reward for dad, the system will give him a higher reward accordingly. According to this logic, if dad picks up 500,000, wouldn't he be the same?

[Ding~ The system has detected an incorrect program! Warn once!]

"What?!" The system is actually still online.

[According to the doctor’s original intention of designing this system, only the additional rewards obtained by the father through personal efforts will enter the settlement process.]

"All right."

Qian Quan also feels that the system will not let him get stuck in this kind of bug. Otherwise, he only needs to cycle with his father three or four times and he will be financially free. After a few more cycles, he will become the richest man in the world.

If this cycle continues, will the system file for bankruptcy?

How to properly consume such a huge amount of property whose origin is inconvenient to explain? Should we first buy a few islands or buy back the cultural relics lost overseas?

His divergent thinking gradually became outrageous, and Qian Quan himself became happy.

What he really has to consider now is how to give his father a car in a logical way.

During National Day, he and Ding Linlang will go home.

Originally, I was going back to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival and take a look at the training class held by two fathers.

Now that Dad has his driver's license, it's time to go pick up the car with him.

For a family like theirs, buying a car is a big deal.

Later in the evening, as expected, Dad posted his new driver’s license in family groups and circles of friends:

"I got my driver's license! [satisfied expression]"

Unsurprisingly, Uncle Ding was the first to like it and left a message asking: "Want to buy a BMW or a Mercedes-Benz?"

Dad replied pragmatically: "I looked at BBA car guarantees online, and I can even say a few words about Porsche, Bentley, and Rolls-Royce. Now it's really my turn to buy a car. I should first think about the cost-effectiveness of the 'three big moms on the road', and then consider Baojun Geely."

BYD.”

Qian Quan’s circle of friends silently liked it, and his family group responded with a thumbs up.

It seems that when a man buys a car, there is always a sense of fulfilling his dream.

This is also a very interesting phenomenon. Boys like toy cars when they are young, they like bigger toy cars when they are older, and they like all kinds of cars as adults. Of course, when they encounter remote control toy cars, they can still play with them for a long time.

This is similar to how they like to watch the same anime from the age of 5 to 35.

"How do you talk about a driver's license? It's not difficult if you know it. It's not difficult at all. Shitou, when you go back to apply for the exam, you should pay attention to it. You need to answer more questions in subjects one and four. It's not a big problem. It's mainly about subjects two and three. Don't be nervous. You have to do it.

Have your own rhythm..."

Novices who have just obtained their driving license will more or less have a desire to share their driving test experience.

Qian Quan: "Okay, I remember."

In fact, for today's Qianquan, if there is no problem with one subject and four subjects, he can directly take the second and third subjects, and not just c, a, b, d, e, f, m, n, even including

Racing driver's license.

…

Because the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day coincide this year, the holiday will begin on September 29th.

On the evening of the 28th, Qian Quan and Ding Linlang arrived at the high-speed rail station in advance. They wanted to stay one night in a hotel near the station to catch the earliest high-speed train at 6 o'clock the next day.

No way, the two of them grabbed tickets together and only got this one class. They even tried to grab a business seat.

The hotel booked a standard room with two adjacent beds. When checking in, the front desk thoughtfully said that they could change it to a double room.

Qian Quan turned to Ding Linlang and asked, "What do you think?"

Ding Linlang glared at him, Qian Quan smiled and said to the front desk: "That's it, I won't change it."

I don't know if it was because Ding Linlang's hair was growing longer, but Qian Quan actually felt a little strange when he stayed in the hotel with her this time.

Especially when she came out of the bathroom after taking a bath, changed into pajamas, and rubbed her wet hair, the aroma hit her, and Qian Quan couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

The most outrageous thing was that Qian Quan actually paid attention to the two stubborn bulges on her chest.

It's not very big, but it has its own outline.

"Aren't you going to blow dry your hair?" Qian Quan quickly put away his thoughts.

"I'll wipe it off with a towel first," Ding Linlang complained while wiping her hair, "Long hair is really hard to take care of."

Qian Quan laughed and reached out to touch the remote control to watch TV.

Ding Linlang suddenly called him: "Qian Quan."

"Huh?" Qian Quan looked at her.

"Did you just... take a look at my chest?"

Qian Quan was stunned for a second and said angrily: "I didn't! Stop talking nonsense!"

"Tch, don't take it seriously." Ding Linlang went to the bathroom to dry her hair.

"You are making a dangerous statement!" Qian Quan shouted at her back.

Soon, Ding Linlang dried her hair and Qian Quan went to wash up.

At half past nine, they both went to bed.

They have to get up at 5 o'clock tomorrow morning and go to bed early tonight, but the two of them rarely have such an opportunity, so they naturally have to lie down and talk before going to bed.

Let’s talk about Ding Linlang’s new book and share her experiences and insights from studying in college this month...

Time passed quietly, and soon it was 0 o'clock.

"good night."

"Good night."

The room fell into silence, except for the occasional whistling of vehicles outside the window.

I don’t know how many minutes later, a soft voice sounded in the night:

"Linlang."

"Um?"

Two or three seconds of silence.

"Good night."

"Um."

…

The next day, the two arrived at the station at 5:30, and the station was already crowded.

Queue to enter the station and queue to check in.

After getting into the car smoothly, the two sat down and continued to sleep.

"I stayed up late last night chatting with you. Please lend me your shoulder."

Ding Linlang said and fell asleep with her head on Qian Quan's shoulder.

As a result, she slept like this all the way until Qian Quan woke her up at the station.

The two of them dragged their luggage to take the bus, first from Mingzhu to Wanghuai, and then transferred back to Guangming.

However, when they were transferring buses at Wanghuai Bus Station, they met three unexpected acquaintances——

The three people who went to Wanghuai KFC store to hold up money were a bald man, a short and thin young man, and a fair young man with long hair.

The three of them also recognized Qian Quan immediately.

The bald man came over with a smile, looked at Qian Quan and said, "What a coincidence."

Qian Quan smiled and said nothing.

"You are actually not familiar with Liang Wanjun, right?"

After the "KFC store incident", they made inquiries with Sun Shaokang, and finally found that the Qian Quan family and Liang Wanjun had no real intersection, nor were they related to each other.

After that day, Liang Wanjun himself did not cause any trouble for them, nor did he even ask someone to tell them.

So what happened that day was most likely a mistake.

But what troubles them to this day is where did that oolong start.

"I'm not familiar with it," Qian Quan said matter-of-factly.

"Then why did he help you out that day?" The bald man acted very cautiously.

"I made an appointment to play chess with a guest in their hotel. He should have called me on behalf of that guest." Qian Quan explained patiently.

"Oh - so that day he asked you if you had a date to play chess with anyone!"

The bald man suddenly understood, and he exchanged speechless looks with his two companions, and both laughed out loud.

"This is a big deal!"

"Then you went to Sun Shaokang's house later?" the short and thin young man asked.

"Scare him." Qian Quan said with a smile.

The bald man gained confidence and no longer had any scruples. He pointed at Qian Quan with a hateful smile and said: "You fucking..."

As soon as the three words came out of his mouth, something suddenly slapped him on the face.

Snapped!

Fast and furious.

Crisp and loud.

The bald man felt his head was buzzing, his eyes were flashing with stars, half of his face was numb and burning with pain, and the corners of his mouth began to bleed.

"This slap was from KFC that day." Qian Quan explained.

"Fuck..."

Snapped!

This time he only said two words and was slapped on the other side of the face.

"This one is from today."

His two companions finally came to their senses and rushed over to take action without saying a word.

Qian Quan kicked the short and thin young man away, reached out and grabbed the fair young man's shoulders, and threw him to the ground.

Without waiting for the bald man's help, he struck out with his right arm and knocked him to the ground.

In less than ten seconds, all three of them were knocked down.

Other passengers waiting for the bus did not have time to move aside.

Everyone looked at this scene in shock.

The expressionless boy knocked down three adults neatly.

The three of them were curled up, groaning and rolling in pain on the ground, not knowing whether they were unable or afraid to get up.

"In the future, don't say bad words in front of me again." Qian Quan reminded.

At this time, the bus came.

Ding Linlang, who had been standing silently behind Qian Quan, gently pulled his clothes.

Qian Quan turned to smile gently at her and nodded.

Before getting on the bus, he turned around and asked the three people: "The bus is here, can you get in?"

The three of them continued to lie on the ground and turned a deaf ear.