Chapter 47: I Also Want to Be a Driver

  The next day, Xu Si did not go to work, but went with Song Jian and Xia Lin to buy a car.

  Due to limited funds, the three ultimately chose a two-door compact car with a relatively high price-performance ratio, the Ford Fiesta.

  Sitting in the car he bought himself, Song Jian's heart was still quite pleased. To be honest, Song Jian liked driving, this iron shell was much more comfortable and faster than the horse-drawn carriage of the Song Dynasty.

  Xia Lin pouted her small mouth, but thinking that she wouldn't have to squeeze onto the public bus from now on, she was still very happy.

  "From now on, this will be my and my cousin's private car. Driver uncle, you get to take two beautiful girls back and forth every day, isn't that an honor?" Xia Lin sat in the back seat, leaning forward, using the rolled-up newspaper in her hand as a microphone, holding it in front of Song Jian's mouth.

  Song Jiandao said: "Yes, it's a great honor."

  Xu Si smiled lightly.

  Xia Lin pouted and said: "Yes, you are indeed very lucky. Look, you have money now, and my cousin hasn't driven you out yet."

  Xia Lin brought up the topic, Song Jian and Xu Si were both stunned. On that day, Song Jian was down on his luck, and Xu Si took him in. Now that Song Jian is able to stand on his own two feet, what about these two people...

  Xu Si decided to avoid this issue, she was unwilling to think about it, let alone the fact that she and Song Jian had a marriage contract and lived in the same house, which was also expected.

  "Song Jian, it's recently the best season for picking Polygonum multiflorum, after New Year's Day, accompany me to Zhejiang Province." Xu Si deliberately avoided this topic and changed the subject.

  Song Jian nodded, "Okay."

  Three people returned home, Song Jian thought about what to do next, owing Xu Si a million, had to think of a way quickly. Now that the project has been approved, the next step is to purchase machinery and start production. This process will definitely require this one million. There's also the refining of the Bone Tempering Pill, but this matter isn't particularly urgent for Song Jian. After all, in ordinary days, there aren't many opportunities to use martial arts. In any case, it's now a society governed by law, unlike the Song Dynasty.

  Song Jian took off the Buddhist beads from his right arm, looked at them, and thought that this might be the last thing left by his deceased parents. He had a hunch that these beads were not ordinary, perhaps they held the secret of the cancer cell apoptosis gene sequence. If these beads didn't hold any clues, then he would have to give up on finding the gene sequence in this lifetime and rely on his own two hands to make a living.

  "If all else fails, I'll just refine two elixirs and sell them. One billion should be manageable," Song Jian thought to himself.

  It's already the end of December, and New Year's Day is approaching.

  The weather has also become damp and cold without realizing it.

  That afternoon, Song Jian leaned against his Ford car, waiting for Xia Lin to finish school.

  University life is very comfortable, and students at Soochow University are even happier. The school motto of Soochow University is to pursue the realm of perfect man, and the school spirit is very free and open-minded. The predecessor of Soochow University was Dongwu University, which was born more than 100 years ago in an era of various ideological surges. At that time, the openness and freedom of thought were very important.

  A flat tricycle rattled towards the school gate, with a load of miscellaneous objects on it, including curtains and horizontal bars. The rider was a square-faced man with a middle parting in his hair and wearing a tailcoat, followed by a very handsome young man holding onto the objects.

  When they arrived at the school gate, the two people greeted the security room and were about to enter.

  There is a slight slope at the school gate, and two boys are struggling to push a flat tricycle into the school.

  Song Jian furrowed his brow, the tricycle was loaded too full, and the handsome boy in the back was afraid of getting his new white suit dirty, so he didn't dare push hard, the miscellaneous items on the cart were about to roll off.

  Song Jian saw it and walked up quickly, grabbed the miscellaneous objects behind the flatbed truck with one hand, and exerted a little force to push the flatbed truck into the school gate.

  "Thank you, thank you, fellow student. Can you continue to help me move these things to Qiu Jie Tang?" The boy in the white suit looked at Song Jian with an expectant face, his voice was also very feminine and soft, not like a eunuch's voice, "I need this white suit for the performance, can't get it dirty, so please, fellow student."

  Song Jian felt a bit of goosebumps, he nodded and said: "Let's go, I'll support you."

  The square-faced man riding in front turned his head and said, "Thank you, hey, are you a student of this school?"

  "I'm the driver, here to pick you up after school." said Song Jian.

  The square-faced man in front smiled and said, "I see, I thought you were a student from the way you're dressed." Although the square-faced man's tone was very calm, there was always an unconscious hint of superiority in the words of university students, especially when facing workers or drivers.

  Song Jian grunted and didn't pay much attention.

  However, that square face was very talkative. For several hundred meters of road, it was all the square face chattering non-stop.

  It turns out that this square face is the organizational department cadre of the school student union, and in fact, it's also the group of people who work the hardest in the student union. In Suzhou University, the power of the student union is really not great, especially the organizational department, which is more like a handyman, specifically responsible for arranging and participating in some celebratory activities on campus.

  The square-faced man is named Kong Cao, and the things on the trailer are used to decorate the New Year's dance party. The young man with a handsome face in the back is named Luo Hao, who is a good friend of Kong Cao. Luo Hao is also an excellent pianist, well-known throughout Suzhou University, and is secretly admired by some female students as a white horse prince.

  Arrived at the Chrysanthemum Hall, Kong Cao directed a few people to set up the venue and also asked Luo Hao to keep an eye on it. After all, setting up such a high-end dance party requires someone who understands the trade, and Luo Hao was indeed very knowledgeable in this area.

  Song Jian waved his hand and was about to leave.

  Lu Hao looked at Song Jian with deep feeling, walked up and patted the dust off Song Jian's chest, "Really thanks a lot, Brother Song."

  Song Jian felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up, he hastily took a step back and smiled: "Nothing, it's what should be."

  After finishing speaking, he turned around and left.

  Kongzhang burst out laughing and caught up with Songjian, walking shoulder to shoulder with him.

  "What? Isn't it unbearable. Haha, I lived in the same dorm as that kid for three years, you can imagine how much I suffered." Kong Cao joked, "Every night before going to sleep, I had to use adhesive tape to protect my butt, until the next day when I went to the bathroom and tore it off."

  Song Jian turned his head and glanced at Kong Cao, who smiled without any sarcasm or ridicule.

  Song Jian nodded silently, this is what university classmates and roommates are like. Even if they joke around excessively, everyone at heart regards other classmates as equals, with absolutely no distinction between high and low, noble or base.

  Kong Man knew that Song Jian didn't talk much, so as they walked, he said: "I'm going to the cafeteria, or I'll treat you to a meal. Thanks a lot today, this kind of dirty and tiring work can't be expected from Luo Hao that kid."

  Song Jian shook his head.

  Kong Man thought for a moment, then said: "Alright, I'll give you an invitation to the dance party. Hey, Song Jian, let me tell you, this invitation is very valuable, ordinary people can't get it. I'm also going shopping with my girlfriend on New Year's Day and can't attend, so I'll give it to you. You know, all the beautiful girls in college will be there. Hehe, what do you think?"

  While speaking, Kong Cao sneered and smiled, "To be honest, Song Jian, not having attended university is really a pity for you. This place is filled with beautiful women, all of whom are very innocent. Ah, missing out on this period means you won't have the chance to feast your eyes like this again."

  Song Jian felt a bit disgusted with this chatterbox beside him. This person's own thoughts were dirty, how could he impose them on himself?

  "Hey, hey, look, look, that female student, the one with long legs and a protruding butt, the middle one, she's one of our school's beauties, she'll definitely wear a skirt to the dance party. Hehe..." Kong Cao's eyes shone brightly as he pointed at the three girls in front, excitedly saying.

  Song Jian suppressed his urge to punch Kong Cao and said, "Forget it, your school's dance party, I'm just a driver, I won't go anyway."

  "Our school is really open, many 50 or 60-year-old old men still come to our school to attend classes, oh my, Zhou Tong is getting more and more beautiful, her figure is also getting more and more attractive," Kong Cao wiped his mouth.

  Song Jian suddenly understood why Kong Cao was willing to be a student union cadre. He did things, probably just to get in touch with more girls.

  It's possible that Kong Cao was too excited and his voice was a bit loud, the three people walking in front suddenly turned their heads around and looked over here, the girl in the middle was actually Zhou Tong.

  Zhou Tong wore light blue jeans and a Korean version of a knit sweater, mature but not losing innocence.

  When she saw Song Jian, Zhou Tong was stunned, her eyes gleaming with intensity.

  Kong's head shrunk, he thought Zhou Tong had heard his words. Seeing Zhou Tong staring at him without blinking, Kong hurriedly lowered his head and pulled Song Jian with his right hand, saying in a low voice: "It's over, brother, let's retreat quickly."

  Zhou Tong left her two classmates behind and walked over with Yingying.

  Song Jian smiled slightly at Zhou Tong.

  Next to him, Kong Man saw Zhou Tong walking over and his heart rate became 120 beats per minute. He made an effort to stick out his chest and greeted Zhou Tong: "Y...you're good, just now..."

  Zhou Tong simply nodded, "Hello," then took a step forward to stand in front of Song Jian, smiling brightly at him, "What brings you to our school? Is it because our school is beautiful?"

  "Huh?" Kong Cao was stunned, why wasn't Zhou Tong greeting him, but instead greeting Song Jian, the driver? And, why did Zhou Tong's expression seem somewhat ambiguous?

  Song Jiandao said: "I just went to help push the cart, so I came in. Have you finished school?"

  "Uh, my grandfather has been nagging me to see you these past few days. Are you busy tonight? Come home with me." Zhou Tong leaned in closer to Song Jian, their shoulders touching, leaving Kong Cao hanging on the side.

  "Let's talk about it another day," Song Jian said as he walked forward, "How is your grandfather's body now?"

  "It's all right now, thank you so much, Song Jian," Zhou Tong's hands unconsciously grasped Song Jian's arm.

  Kong Man stared blankly at the scene in front of him, and suddenly a great ideal sprouted in his heart. In the future, after graduating from school, I also want to be a driver!

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