"Don't you have to take a test to get a driver's license? Is it still possible to get one?"
Tong Feifei threw the key back: "Let me see how you drive."
When I grabbed the keys, I felt excited and nervous. I had never driven such a good car before, and I was a little unsure.
"How dare you get in my car?"
"I'd risk my life for a gentleman!" Tong Feifei said as she sat in the passenger seat.
Fuck! Is that really necessary?
I also got in the car, started the car, and fastened my seat belt.
Tong Feifei held the handrail on the ceiling with one hand and placed the other on the handbrake.
"I thought you weren't afraid!"
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Hurry up and drive!"
I took a deep breath and drove out.
Although it's a bit slow, but this is how we control it.
"Yeah! Not bad. Just drive it on the highway for a couple of laps and I guarantee there will be no problem. I'll also be confident in getting you a driver's license."
"Can it really be done?" I didn't even dare to turn my head while speaking, and I had to hold on to the steering wheel tightly every time a car came over.
"If my Tian family can't even handle such a small matter, can we still be called the Tian family?"
Well, it’s good to be rich and powerful!
I drove to the entrance of Sister Mei's Western restaurant. Tong Feifei smiled as soon as she saw the sign:
"Still not satisfied?"
"I won't be able to vent my anger until I force that bastard An Ting into a corner. You can go in later."
"You want to find trouble on your own? You haven't even learned Kung Fu yet!"
What the hell! By the time I'm done, who knows where An Ting will be! I can't wait.
Besides, I don’t want to rely on my fists this time.
"Just wait, I'll see who dares to take action."
I got out of the car directly, and Tong Feifei was really obedient and waited in the car.
This guy An Ting was in the lobby. As soon as I walked in, I saw him chatting with the girl at the bar.
My face feels much better now and is no longer swollen.
"Zheng Yang?" An Ting looked around, not knowing what he was afraid of.
He leaned over and whispered, "What are you doing here?"
"What? Your restaurant doesn't welcome customers to eat?"
I deliberately raised my voice and many people looked over.
An Ting gritted his teeth and said angrily:
"Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you're relying on the Tong family."
He said he was not afraid, but he was still looking at the door while saying it. He must have been afraid that Tong Feifei would suddenly appear.
"Stop the fucking nonsense! Do I have to look at your face just to eat? Where's the manager? What's wrong with you? Why are you making so much trouble just for a meal?"
I shouted.
An Ting immediately growled, "Shut up! I'm the manager."
"Oh! You're the manager! So if you treat me badly, I won't be able to reason with anyone, right?"
As soon as I finished speaking, Sister Mei came over from the side:
"Isn't this Brother Zheng Yang? Are you here for dinner?"
When he saw Sister Mei coming, An Ting frowned and felt a little guilty.
"I came here to eat, but I saw this annoying person."
As I said this, I looked at An Ting, who was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
Sister Mei is an old witch in the business world, and she knew what was going on at a glance.
"Brother Zheng Yang! How about you come to my office and sit down?"
"OK!"
Sister Mei waved to An Ting again: "Come too."
When I entered Sister Mei's office, she poured me a cup of tea.
"Do you have any grudge against An Ting?"
It seems that An Ting didn’t tell anyone about being beaten by Tong Feifei!
"It's more than just a holiday, you could say there's a grudge!"
"Zheng Yang, don't go too far." An Ting interrupted, but Sister Mei glared at him, and An Ting could only lower his head embarrassedly.
Sister Mei smiled slightly:
"We're all acquaintances after all, so why don't you let me be the peacemaker? Brother Zheng Yang, what do you think I need you to do in order for you to forgive An Ting?"
Sister Mei obviously wants to protect the court!
"If it were someone else, I could give this favor to Sister Mei, but with An Ting, no one can help."
Sister Mei frowned, her face turned a little colder:
"Zheng Yang! I'm only speaking to you for the sake of my sister Ye Han. If you're like this, don't blame me for not giving you face."
When An Ting heard this, he straightened up immediately:
"Little brat, you think you can do whatever you want just because you know a few people? I'm telling you, I don't have the time, otherwise I would have crushed you to death long ago."
"Really? Then you might as well crush me to death right now."
"Do you think I don't dare? Someone come here!" An Ting said and was about to call for help.
Sister Mei saw that I was fearless and said, "Wait!"
Sister Mei looked at me scrutinizingly:
"Zheng Yang! My sister Mei is a big shot in Kyoto's circle. If you want to act like a scoundrel here, you've come to the wrong place."
The tone was even colder than before, and the rest was practically shouting.
"Only those who have no ability will act like scoundrels. I don't need them."
I took out my Elite Group ID and said, "Sister Mei, please consider whether you can do anything to me."
An Ting also came over, and when they saw it, they both gasped.
"You actually joined the elite group?"
An Ting looked incredulous, and Sister Mei smiled visibly, a flattering kind of smile.
"Brother Zheng Yang is really promising. He's made it into the elite group, which is incredible! He's the equivalent of a state cadre now."
In fact, the elite group itself is not that powerful, it can just mobilize some resources.
But some people value it? Through the elite group, you can seek many benefits, and many people will come to win over and even lick their boots.
If someone whom Sister Mei can't afford to offend comes to me for help, I only need to say one word and Sister Mei will be in trouble.
This is also the reason why I dared to find fault myself after I figured it out.
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