They asked her questions openly and subtly, but she acted as if she didn't understand, her mouth tighter than a clam shell.

The more this happened, the more curious they became about this person's background.

Her father also said that it was difficult to get into the Ministry of Reform and Opening-up, and he hadn't heard of any family with connections in Beijing getting into the Ministry of Reform and Opening-up recently.

The more this happened, the more alarmed she became. Even her father hadn't heard about it; it must be that the higher-ups were blocking the news.

She also noticed how nervous the minister looked today.

Thinking of this, Meng Yixuan became much warmer towards Su Ti. No matter what, it's always better not to offend anyone.

Suti was nothing but mystery to them, while Li Baichuan was nothing but pitiful.

"Brother Chuan, are you eating?" Ever since Li Baichuan came to the transportation department, Biancheng has been following him around like a shadow.

It could be said that they became acquainted through a fight. He felt that Li Baichuan had a ruthless streak, and he was also very curious about him.

"Hmm." Li Baichuan saw the person who came and, remembering what his wife had said, replied in a rare, gentle tone.

The Ministry of Transport has managed to get a good understanding of the area in the last couple of days.

They all think they're above everyone else, especially the drivers, who love to hear compliments and be flattered.

But in his view, few families are truly comfortable; many drivers rely on him to support their entire families.

Even after we got out, I still felt the driver had a good reputation.

Just as his wife said, these people didn't care about teaching him; to them, the old marshal was just a distant memory.

They were people they would never come into contact with in their lives, and their factory director father in the border town was even more frightening to them.

They had never seen it before, and they didn't feel any fear.

"Brother Chuan, it's my turn to teach you how to drive this afternoon." Drivers always have work, and usually whoever is free will lend a hand to teach someone.

That's how everyone used to do it. It's easy to teach, but you have to figure out the intricacies yourself.

This car is no ordinary car; everyone's feel for it is different, and everyone's driving skills are different.

“Okay.” Li Baichuan was taciturn, and Biancheng had gotten used to it over the past few days.

At first, he also felt that the Li family was going too far, with such great abilities, yet they so casually dismissed their own grandson.

Later, he learned from his father that the old marshal doted on this grandson immensely.

Even Minister Qi, who had been relentlessly targeting their neighborhood, doted on this son.

He heard that this job was something Brother Chuan wanted himself.

His father kept telling him to get along well with people and not to be like those fools who think the Li family has abandoned him and embarrass others.

Biancheng felt that even if his father didn't say anything, he wouldn't change! Brother Chuan's fists were not to be trifled with.

"Brother Chuan, I heard from them that you've almost mastered it these past few days, and you're even daring to touch the steering wheel now. You just need to practice a little more."

When it comes to cars, there are only a few things that need to be taught; everything else is up to you.

"I still need to learn more. Driving on the road isn't just about driving; you also need to know how to fix things." Li Baichuan has been studying very diligently these past few days.

Men are naturally interested in cars. He doesn't think he's learned how to drive well, and even if he can drive, he won't blindly drive on the road.

“There’s a lot to learn about car repair.” Biancheng frowned upon hearing this, as he himself was only a dabbler.

Fortunately, they usually have two people in their car when they go out, and they always bring an experienced driver with them.

There are usually no problems on the road, and even if there are, there are experienced drivers there, so Biancheng has never had to worry about it.

"I know, but you have to know the basics." Since he owns a car, he practiced with Xiao Liu several times each night when he got home.

He taught much more carefully than those drivers, and his grandfather also found him books on the subject. He is now slowly figuring it out.

"Brother Chuan, you're so smart, you'll definitely learn it quickly." Bian Cheng scratched his head. He thought to himself that there were experienced mechanics, and they wouldn't need to learn how to repair cars.

But seeing Li Baichuan's serious expression, he kept quiet.

"Oh, so Comrade Li is eating this for lunch?" Bian Cheng wanted to gossip with Li Baichuan, but was surrounded by several people who came in behind him.

The drivers who went out in the morning all returned. After getting their vegetables, they saw Biancheng and the other two and walked over.

"What's it to you?" Before Li Baichuan could speak, Biancheng stepped forward.

He didn't know what was wrong with these people's brains. Regardless of whether Brother Li was favored at home or not, they were not people he could mess with.

"Comrade Bian, we didn't say anything about you." Driver Gao Fei didn't dare to offend Bian Cheng, but he was also unwilling to give up.

He just couldn't understand why a factory director's son would be following this newcomer around and fawning over him all the time.

What kind of grandson is this old marshal? This half-baked grandson, who doesn't win the hearts of his family, has been sent to their transportation department.

Would the old marshal really come knocking on his door just because someone at his workplace said a few words about him?

“You’re saying my brother Chuan is no good? My brother Chuan can eat whatever he wants.” Biancheng looked at Li Baichuan’s plate after hearing what they said.

I was so busy talking that I didn't notice until now that I saw that all the dishes Li Baichuan ordered were vegetarian.

Biancheng wondered if Brother Chuan had forgotten to bring the meat ticket.

Little did he know that it was because Li Baichuan had been eating too well at home that he had clearly gained weight recently.

Another issue is that the food in the cafeteria, whether meat or vegetables, is equally unpalatable, so he just eats a little bit every day to get by.

But others only saw him as someone who was out of favor, penniless, and ignored him.

"Hmph, if Comrade Li can't get meat and vegetables, just tell the brothers. We're all in the same transport team, and we'll leave some leftovers for you."

Gao Fei saw Li Baichuan sitting there eating his meal indifferently, not taking him seriously at all, and his words became even more offensive.

He's been with the transport team for five years, and he's one of only two drivers, besides Biancheng, who are single.

Logically speaking, a driver like him shouldn't have trouble finding a partner, but he has high standards!

I like those who are pretty, but I'm short, and even with many insoles on my shoes, I'm still not 1.6 meters tall.

None of the pretty girls wanted to marry him, but two months ago his aunt found him a girl who was incredibly beautiful.

She was the most beautiful of all the girls he had ever looked at, and he fell for her at first sight, showering her with money and gifts.

The woman's family finally relented and agreed, but on one condition: he had to find her brother a job in the transportation department, and they specifically requested a driver.

He was worried. If getting into the Ministry of Transport were so easy, he would have gotten his younger brother in long ago.

He also has a younger brother who just graduated; if he can't find a job, he'll have to go to the countryside.

That job cost his family all their savings back then.

He thought about it and realized he couldn't bear to part with the girl, so he found a way to give the department head a lot of gifts.

Finally, the director relented and agreed to keep an eye out for him.

Unexpectedly, a Cheng Yaojin appeared out of nowhere.