Li Cheng smiled and said to him, "Chief Lao, since you have come here, I will be your driver today."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Li Cheng felt that this was too inappropriate. This was 1999, and not many people knew how to drive.

Sure enough, Old Xu started yelling at Li Cheng again, "You're insulting me, aren't you? You know I can't drive, and yet you still say that? Are you doing it on purpose?"

Li Cheng sat on the cash box, dodging Old Xu's spit while quickly apologizing, "Oh, Chief Xu, I didn't mean to insult you. I just forgot you can't drive yet."

Old Xu didn't see the problem with this and continued to vent his anger on Li Cheng. Old Yue and the two men in the vault, however, were secretly laughing.

Time passed by minute by minute, and more than a dozen cash boxes were still piled in the yard. Several people could only wait. Li Cheng saw that the time was almost up, so he shouted to the spitting Old Xu: "Alright, alright, can I drive?"

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

After a moment of hesitation, Old Xu asked, "Can you drive?"

Li Cheng nodded, thinking that an armored truck was similar to a car.

Lao Yue asked, "You can drive, how come I don't know?"

Li Cheng took a look and said, "You think you know everything!"

Old Xu still didn't believe Li Cheng could drive, so he asked again, "Do you have a license?"

"What certificate?"

"A driver's license."

Li Cheng shook his head, "No."

"No------"

Old Xu sucked his teeth and began to feel troubled.

Seeing his hesitation, Li Cheng reached out and took the keys from him, looked at the logo on them, and said, "Is driving difficult? I'll be your driver today."