The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Not hearing the whispers in the banquet hall, Ran Hao and his party arrived at the underground parking lot. Looking at the motorcycle parked in the parking space, Li Meng raised an eyebrow.

"You can ride the motorcycle back. Can I ask Principal Wang to take me back?"

"Huh?" Ran Hao was stunned for a moment.

"You won't let me dress like this and sit on the back of a motorcycle blowing the cold wind in the middle of the night, right?" Li Meng said.

Ran Hao was speechless for a while. The temperature in Yanjing has cooled down a bit in the past two days. Fortunately, during the day, it was indeed a bit cool to drive a motorcycle at night.

"Why don't you leave the car here first, and I'll take you back one by one." Principal Wang said.

"Forget it, we live in opposite directions. It takes too much time to go back and forth." Ran Hao said, picking up the helmet hanging on the motorcycle, wearing one on his head and putting the other in the storage bag. He was tied to the back seat of a motorcycle. It is impossible to put a storage box for you in the back of such a sports car type motorcycle, so the helmet can only be placed like this.

Ran Hao started the motorcycle and asked, "I'm leaving first. Will the car be delivered to you tomorrow, or will you ride it yourself?"

"I'll leave it with you first. Now that your knot is free, you can just wander around by yourself. I'm going to invite some sisters to go out for a few days tomorrow. Leave the car with you. You can ride it if you want. If you don't want to ride it, you can throw it back with me. We'll talk about it later. By the way, do you have the certificate?" Li Meng asked.

Ran Hao couldn't help rolling his eyes, "I've been taking you for a walk for a whole day, do you think I have a certificate?"

"Being able to ride and having a license are two different things, okay? Yanjing will check the certificates. If I find out that you are driving without a license, I won't be in Yanjing and your sister will go get you."

"Thank you for your concern. I don't have to worry about it anymore. I don't even have a tractor license, let alone a motorcycle." Ran Hao teased and twisted the accelerator in his hand, leaving the two of them with a beautiful flick.

"Do you need to take a test to drive a tractor?" Li Meng looked at Principal Wang in confusion. Obviously, this matter touched on her knowledge blind spot.

"I've never driven a tractor, how do I know?" Principal Wang shrugged.

But Ran Hao does have a tractor driving license. Although many people who farm in rural areas don't even take the test to drive tractors, they are basically self-taught. But he really does!

What his father is most afraid of is that he violates discipline and ruins the family's reputation and affects the Yang family, so in addition to strictly disciplining him, he also tries to eliminate the possibility of any crime.

Because the Ran family also farmed, and farming required driving a tractor, so when my little grandpa heard this, he also needed to verify it. Although no tractor driver from ten miles and eight villages had passed the test for this certificate, he still asked Ran Hao to take the test.

Not to mention car certificates, starting directly with B2, motorcycle certificates are also available. I had thought about asking Ran Hao to take the excavator certificate test before, but then he gave up after thinking that this thing would not be used at home.

The night in Yanjing felt more lively than during the day, and the lights and feasting were dazzling. Ran Hao stopped at an intersection on his motorcycle and waited for the traffic light.

The roads in Yanjing are actually not suitable for driving motorcycles during the day or at night, especially the powerful racing motorcycle driven by Ran Hao.

Although the roads in Yanjing are spacious, motorcycles cannot reach high speeds even when there is no traffic jam. If you don't have the speed to drive a motorcycle with this kind of racing performance, half the fun is lost.

And while you can't race, you can't hit the accelerator casually, because it is very likely to attract the police, which will reduce the remaining fun by half.

The only fun left now is that the car model is extremely cool and attracts a lot of attention. For example, Ran Hao's car is parked in front of the zebra crossing and waiting for the traffic light.

Whether it was the coupe racing in the left lane or the steady and dignified Audi owner in the right lane, they couldn't help but look at the motorcycle under Ran Hao's butt.

Even passersby passing in front of the car can’t help but be attracted by this car. After all, the motorcycle shape of the Augusta F4 is so classic and impactful.

Even if you don't look at the BMW brand logo on the car, just looking at this car, your first reaction is that this car is really cool, and your second reaction is that this car must not be cheap.

When I looked at the license plate on the motorcycle, I realized that not only could I not afford it, but I couldn't afford it either.

When the red light ended, Ran Hao drove out smoothly without slamming the accelerator, which made people who paid attention to the car couldn't help but sigh, "This car owner is so polite!"

Because when the traffic light ends, many people are mentally prepared to endure the roar of motorcycles. Because it’s not just such cool motorcycles, some sports cars also like to do such things.

Continuously banging may attract police officers, but banging twice at the beginning will not only make you feel extremely handsome and awesome, but also attract attention. Anyway, many men are thinking that it's them, so they must hit the accelerator twice and drive away.

But I never thought that when the motorcycle started, it was very gentle and did not hit the accelerator. It instantly made people feel that Ran Hao, the owner of the motorcycle, was very qualified.

To affect others by slamming the accelerator is what a person with a sense of public morality should do, and it is said that Ran Hao, the car owner, has quality. There must be a lot of halo bonuses for rich people who can afford to ride motorcycles like this.

Biking back to the university town, Ran Hao just arrived at the entrance of the community and found that the figure standing on the roadside at the entrance of the community looked familiar. He stopped the car and took a closer look and found that he really recognized him.

"Why are you still here at this hour?" Ran Hao couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Qian was originally waiting for the bus at the entrance of the community. This community is relatively high-end and some owners would take a taxi back at night. It was easier to wait for the bus here.

She noticed the car when Ran Hao pulled up next to her, then glanced at it and moved two steps to the side, as if he was far away and didn't want to be talked to.

Obviously, if a beauty like her stops here, she must have been approached by someone while waiting for the bus. But the good thing is that this is a high-end community in a university town, and the owners who live here are all of high quality. But there will certainly not be any incidents of gangsters molesting women in other places.

This was one of the reasons why Zhang Qian chose to wait for the bus here. After all, there was still a security guard standing at the guard box not far away.

Zhang Qian, who was already prepared to ignore the other party, suddenly heard a familiar voice. She looked up and found that the cyclist had opened the windshield in front of the helmet.

But because it was a full-face helmet, even if the windshield was opened, the person's face was squeezed into the helmet, and the lights at the entrance of the community were not particularly bright, she still couldn't see who Ran Hao was.

However, although the face could not be seen clearly, the voice matched Ran Hao's body shape, and Zhang Qian suddenly thought that Ran Hao also lived here, and the originally cold and unwilling expression on her face instantly turned into a smile.

"Ran Hao, who do I think you are? Have you just come back from a trip?" Zhang Qian said and looked at the motorcycle under Ran Hao, "A new car?"

"No, Li Meng's car. Tonight, Principal Wang went to attend a charity banquet and the two of us joined in the fun. The wind was a bit cold at night, and Li Meng took Principal Wang's car home, so I rode her car back. Why are you here so late? Waiting for the bus?"

"An employee in the store was sick and went to the hospital for intravenous drip today. I came over to see her and she worked for half a day. I originally thought that the store would close at eight o'clock, but it turned out that there were too many students today, and it was not until the lights in the school dormitory were turned off that we were free. . It’s time to pack up the things in the store." Zhang Qian said helplessly.

In order to save costs, the milk tea shop hired two employees. Today, one employee was sick, and only one employee couldn't be busy. After all, ordering, making, checking out, and packaging are not the work of one person.

Originally, she wanted to close the shop and take a day off, but the milk tea shop was so good these days that Zhang Qian was a little reluctant, so she came over to take over the shift.

"It's really tiring for you to be the boss's wife. Other bosses just sit and watch others work, but you end up working in place of the employees." Ran Hao joked.

"I have no choice but to work hard, how can I be as cool as you." Zhang Qian sighed.

"Would you like to come up and sit down?" Ran Hao said. This is obviously a polite word, just like asking acquaintances if they have eaten. I didn't think about whether it was too late to invite a girl to be alone.

Zhang Qian was a little moved by Ran Hao's proposal. She didn't want to take the opportunity to have something happen with Ran Hao. Now she was very satisfied with her boyfriend. She just wanted to have more relationships with Ran Hao and others when she had the opportunity.

Since Dong Yao went home to give birth and lost this bond, Zhang Qian has not participated in Ran Hao's high-end clique for a long time.

But even though she was excited, she also knew that this was not a good opportunity, so she smiled and shook her head, "No, it's too late so I won't waste your time. I also want to go back and rest early."

At this time, a taxi happened to take the owner of the community back. After seeing the owner get out of the car, Zhang Qian waved to the taxi driver, "I'll go back then."

"Well, slow down on the road. I've memorized the taxi driver's license plate number. Send me a message when you arrive." Ran Hao said.

Zhang Qian was stunned by Ran Hao's words. It was obviously the first time she saw Ran Hao caring so much. The smile on her face became wider, "Okay!"