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magining the scene made Shuhang feel sore.

…If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t give Senior White the chance to choose.
I would have just picked a car myself and drive back and all would have been good.

Forget it, it has already come to this.
Since I can’t fight it, I just have to accept it.

Song Shuhang put the suitcases at the back of the hand-guided tractor, and also put Instructor Li Jr.
at the back as well.

Both he and Venerable White sat at the front of the hand-guided tractor and casually tossed the over 30 vehicle licenses given to him by True Monarch Yellow Mountain’s agent into the small compartment next to the seat.

”Let’s head out! ” Senior White was in high spirits!

However…

A moment later, Senior White pressed some buttons on the hand-guided tractor for a while and asked, ”Shuhang, how do I start it? ”

”… ” Song Shuhang sighed and took out the handle.
He went to the front of tractor, then pressed onto the lowering lever, plugging in the handle.

Thereafter, Song Shuhang stooped down with his butt sticking out, grabbed the handle tightly and turned it with all his strength.

When he was little, he used to see other people activate the tractor, hence he had some impression of it.

Sigh, there was no need to say more.
He was just thinking of his current pose in his mind—it had to be such a beautiful sight, one that people dared not look directly at.

”Rumble, rumble, rumble… ” the tractor quickly got activated and black smoke started coming out.

Eh… wait a minute!

Did I just do something stupid—if the tractor couldn’t start, I could have just chosen another car, right? Why did I have to use so much strength to start up this tractor?

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Song Shuhang wanted to cry but had no tears.

”Huh, you still have to do that? Interesting! Next time, let me turn it. ” Senior White laughed heartily.

”Ha…
hehe. ” Song Shuhang forced a laugh, and then pulled out the handle.

”Go, let’s head out! ” Senior White called out.

Earlier, when he was playing alone with the steering wheel, he had already understood the method to operate it.
After Song Shuhang had gotten into the vehicle, Senior White started the tractor and charged out of the underground garage leaving behind a trail of black smoke.

”Interesting, even though the speed is kinda slow, the feeling of driving it is great! ” Venerable White remarked.

Of course it had the feeling, it was the hand-guided type, and the front of the vehicle was so heavy too.

…Meh, if we’re taking the tractor, then so be it.
As long as Senior White is happy.

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After driving out of the underground garage, Song Shuhang pressed the remote control to the door of the garage, and the main door descended.

With a snap of Senior White’s fingers, the defensive formation that was already set up long ago on the side of the car garage got activated.
After all the cars had been delivered and assembled, the safeguarding responsibilities of the garage fell upon Song Shuhang and Senior White.
This was what True Monarch Yellow Mountain’s agent mentioned at the start.

Just like that, Venerable White operated the tractor, carrying Song Shuhang and Instructor Li Jr.
while energetically heading towards the aviation academy…

After exiting the garage, it was the main street.

9 to 10 AM was the time period when there were the most people on the road.

It was not known if it was his misperception, but Song Shuhang kept feeling that Venerable White and him became the center of attention of people’s vision… countless of eyes were fixated on his body, how offensive!

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Wenzhou City, Baijing Street.

This was Song Shuhang’s hometown.

Today was Wednesday, Papa Song specially took a day off from work and was idle at home.

The main reason was that a guest was coming over today, and he was an important one.
Hence, Papa Song took a day off and waited at home for the guest to arrive.

”Old Lu’s still not here? ” Mama Song carried cayenne pepper diced chicken out from the kitchen and placed it on the table.

The table was filled with seven dishes, yet Mama Song was still trying hard to increase the quantity.

”That old thing, he doesn’t dare come over to my place for the whole year, and now suddenly wants to bring his son here.
Hmph, he’s definitely up to no good. ” Papa Song pushed up his glasses with a dissatisfied face.

Thereafter, with a face full of disapproval, he said, ”I can guess his motive of coming here even with my toes—I heard a few years ago that after his son dropped out of school, he went to do his own business to earn his keep.
Now, he’s definitely going to bring his son here to brag and show off his achievements.
Just watch, I can bet with you.
Once he enters the door, he’s definitely going to show his son off.
In order to do that, the first thing he would bring up is definitely his business, luxury car, and a grand mansion etc., it would not be far from that! ”

”Pfff… ” Mama Song couldn’t help but laugh, ”Didn’t this start with you? ”

Mama Song still remembered that last year, Song Shuhang studied as hard as he could and got into a well-known school, Jiangnan’s University.

Thereafter, Papa Song frequently brought Song Shuhang to Old Lu’s house.

Once he entered Old Lu’s house, he started talking about his son’s results, how great they were, getting him a place in Jiangnan’s University, and compared him to Old Lu’s dropout son.
Papa Song looked so pleased and proud that he deserved a beating.

After that, Mamar Song couldn’t watch it any longer and was determined not to let Papa Song drag Song Shuhang to Old Lu’s house.
Only then did Papa Song’s bragging ended.

Ever since then, Old Lu, who couldn’t find one thing to brag about, spent almost one year feeling depressed at home.
He couldn’t find an opportunity to brag in front of Papa Song…
he must have been very miserable.

Speaking of which, Old Lu and Papa Song have been long-time frenemies.
Ever since they were little boys and till adulthood, they had always been comparing all kinds of things.

From height, academics and careers to daughter-in-laws or sons…
whenever either party had something that was better than the other party’s, they would happily run over to brag, using each other’s pain as a source of happiness.

”Sigh, just thinking about how Old Lu’s son would be driving some luxury car over in a while makes my liver ache! ” Papa Song said depressingly.