Chapter 669: Want money or want to work?

A real man should drive a big car!

Big cars made in the West are all too lo.

Lin Feng drives the biggest private car in the world today.

Upon entering the garage, he took a look.

The big car's dust cover had been removed, and it was quietly parked there, waiting for Lin Feng to drive.

Its size is more than double that of an ordinary private car.

Compared to Tang Mi's small car, this big car is at least twice as large.

For such a big car, after starting it, there's basically no need to warm up.

After getting in, he floored the accelerator directly.

The car's engine actually emitted a hollow sound.

Is the combustion not sufficient enough?

Lin Feng immediately increased the throttle.

Finally, he got the car moving.

The big car is stable; when driving on the road, it doesn't shake at all.

At first, he was still a bit unaccustomed to it.

But gradually, the clutch and accelerator began to coordinate.

Only then did Lin Feng realize that the big car's lubrication system was operating somewhat slowly.

Only after getting onto the highway did he finally feel a sense of unity between man and car.

He drove on the highway for a full two hours before Lin Feng stopped.

Those two hours were at Lin Feng's limit of operation; an ordinary car would have already warned.

And this big car had just reached its limit.

After parking the car back in the garage, Lin Feng sat in the courtyard, savoring the driving sensation for a long time.

Just one word: exhilarating!

So, from now on, he should drive it more often.

Today he only focused on the car's speed, and hasn't practiced side parking, reverse entry into the garage, corner drifting, or steep slope flips.

Driving a big car is different from driving an ordinary small car.

Otherwise, why would driver's licenses be divided into class A, right?

A moment later, Meiwu came out.

She had already returned to normal.

"It's about time; we need to go fetch Xiao Chang'e, otherwise if we scare Song Jiaren, that wouldn't be good. You go, or should I go?"

Lin Feng asked.

"I'll go then!"

Meiwu said lightly.

There was still a hint of an unusual expression on her face.

"Good!"

Lin Feng nodded.

Meiwu walked a few steps toward the door, turned her head, and said, "When you're bored, you can drive a bit more."

Lin Feng: "Er~"

July 24 is a Friday.

Lin Chang'e came back right on time.

Because tomorrow is the weekend, Song Jiaren, who usually lives on campus, returns to the Sihe Courtyard on Friday afternoon.

At 5:30 p. m., Song Jiaren finally walked out from the main gate.

A car to pick up Song Jiaren had already been parked at the entrance.

Lin Chang'e wanted to give Song Jiaren a surprise; while Song Jiaren hadn't yet gotten into the car, she grabbed the package and tried to run up.

But before she could take a few steps, someone grabbed her by the collar and lifted her up.

"Let go of me!"

Lin Chang'e shouted loudly, turned her head to look, and froze.

"Mom!"

Lin Chang'e called out.

Meiwu frowned and said, "You've been out for over a week, and you're only coming back now."

Lin Chang'e pouted and said, "What running away? I haven't even left Earth!"

Meiwu wouldn't buy Lin Chang'e's excuse.

She threw the package Lin Chang'e had brought back into the trash bin beside it.

Then she grabbed Lin Chang'e by the collar, turned around, and walked back.

Lin Chang'e, being held by Meiwu, looked like a deflated doll.

With her head drooping and waist bent, her hands and feet seemed boneless, swaying as Meiwu walked.

From afar, one would think a beautiful woman was strolling around with a toy.

Lin Chang'e intended to show the bad person to Song Jiaren in front of her.

Song Jiaren would surely give her a thumbs-up and praise her competence.

The result…

Sigh~

Why is it so hard for a child to do things?

Meiwu went to find Lin Chang'e.

Lin Feng summoned Zhao Xiaoyang, and with a lawyer they entered the office.

At this moment, He Dazhuang was crouched in the corner of the small room, looking utterly dejected.

He felt that his life was over.

After going to jail, his wife would surely divorce him.

His elderly parents at home, he didn't know how heartbroken they would be.

After many years, by the time he got out, he would already be seventy or eighty years old.

After returning home, he would crouch on his parents' grave and weep……

Thinking of this, sad music played in He Dazhuang's mind…… One Cut Plum.

Suddenly, the door burst open with a clang.

The light streaming in from outside made He Dazhuang involuntarily close his eyes.

"He Dazhuang, you can go!"

Someone stood at the doorway and said solemnly.

He Dazhuang blinked, doubting whether he had heard wrong.

"What are you staring at? You can go!"

The police officer at the doorway reminded him again.

He Dazhuang stood up and walked out of the small room with a dazed expression.

The police removed his handcuffs.

Several minutes later, He Dazhuang walked out of Da Men.

A white Land Rover was parked at the entrance.

A tough-looking young man with a toothpick in his mouth was staring at him.

This person was Zhao Xiaoyang.

Zhao Xiaoyang waved at He Dazhuang.

He Dazhuang walked over mechanically.

"Get in!"

Zhao Xiaoyang opened the rear car door and said to He Dazhuang:

"Who are you?"

He Dazhuang asked warily.

He worried that just after being released, he would be tricked back in.

Lin Feng, sitting in the passenger seat, then said lightly: "Lin Chang'e is my daughter; thank you for your trouble these past few days."

So he was Lin Chang'e's father!

He Dazhuang took a close look at Lin Feng.

What a handsome man—no wonder he could father such a beautiful daughter as Lin Chang'e.

He Dazhuang got into the car.

After Zhao Xiaoyang started the car, he said to He Dazhuang: "Brother, do you want a job or money?"

What do you mean?

He Dazhuang froze again.

Zhao Xiaoyang said: "If you want money, I'll give you 500,000, and you can leave with the money. If you want a job, then from now on you'll follow me!"