A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

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Cheng Miao didn't understand at all.

When she wasn't speaking, no one knew where she was from, but once she opened her mouth, everyone knew she was from Dongbei.

Does she have an accent?

That won't do.

She speaks the purest Mandarin in the local dialect.

Su Chen glanced at the rearview mirror and almost burst out laughing.

“We just felt that you had that kind of temperament, very much like someone from the frozen north.”

"Is it because you're generous? I think so too." Cheng Miao happily explained the purpose of their trip to Shanghai.

In closing, Cheng Miao laughed and said, "I originally thought I would have to stay with my aunt the whole time to make sure she was alright, but I didn't expect she's already recovered. I'm going to have a great time in Shanghai this time."

"By the way, you keep talking about your aunt, who is your aunt?"

"Cheng Shu, the one who was wrongly accused online of having an affair with the director."

That's a really domineering explanation.

Wang Manni almost burst out laughing. Should she help explain this to her?

It feels like they're making fun of her.

Cheng Miao then spoke about how her family felt when they learned of Cheng Shu's accident.

The description was incredibly vivid.

It felt like images of their entire family flashed through my mind instantly.

However, after this introduction, Wang Manni finally knew who his aunt was.

It turned out to be Cheng Shu.

Recently, for some reason, it suddenly became popular online.

It's obvious without even thinking about it.

With this sudden surge in popularity, Cheng Shu could quickly become a sensation with just a little packaging from the company.

However, how long it lasts depends on one's own abilities.

Wang Manni smiled at Su Chen: "Your friend is very interesting, but be careful. Men in Shanghai are not simple-minded. Don't get fooled."

"Don't worry, his aunt is there."

After saying this, Cheng Miao looked at the car's decorations and suddenly asked, "Miss, is this your car? It doesn't look cheap."

Cheng Miao's father opened a specialty store for Russian products in Dongbei.

Business is doing alright.

The family is considered wealthy.

Even if you don't know much about cars, you've still heard of BMW.

I'm curious about what this beautiful woman in front of me does. Is she really just a driver?

"This car costs nearly a million yuan, of course I can't afford it."

"These are all the cars of the handsome guy next to me. I'm his driver."

"Your car?!" Cheng Miao stood up, hugging the passenger seat, and leaned her small face close to Su Chen's.

He shaved Su Chen's eyebrows again and again.

His brows furrowed slightly.

"Aren't you only 19 years old this year? You're the same age as me, how come you can earn so much money?"

Cheng Miao is also a bit of a money-grubber.

My main goal is to save money to travel; I don't want to stay in the frozen north forever.

"A little brains, a little effort, and a little bit of luck, and you'll have it."

The brains from my past life, the effort in hand speed, plus the luck of obtaining the system.

Is there anything wrong with saying that?

But Cheng Miao looked helpless when she heard his words.

"Looking at it this way, I really am an unlucky person. I can only earn a little pocket money by handing out flyers. If I were to buy a car through my own efforts, I'm afraid it would be impossible in this lifetime."

Wang Manni was deeply moved by Cheng Miao's words.

Let her save the money herself.

She wouldn't even buy the wheels for this car, let alone the car itself.

But today.

It was because I met Su Chen a few times.

I helped him choose clothes a few times, chatted with him a few times, and also gave his baby a thorough cleaning, which could also be described as adding another tongue twister to the story.

Today, I actually got a car worth hundreds of thousands of yuan from him.

This was something she never dared to dream of before.

Compared to the people around her, she was incredibly lucky.

She has no regrets at all.

Thinking of this, Wang Manni couldn't help but shake her two slender, fair legs.

She had become accustomed to being a driver.

If possible.

Becoming a private nanny is also an option.

...

The entrance to the Shanghai Theatre Academy.

A BMW X5 slowly pulled up in the open space in front of the school.

Luxury cars are frequently seen parked at the entrance of this school.

So it didn't cause much of a stir.

Su Chen and Cheng Miao got out of the car, and Wang Manni rolled down the window: "So, boss, should I park this car here at 193 or let me drive it first?"

"If I let you drive away, how are you going to drive that car? Leave it here, and we'll see who knows how to drive later..."

"I can drive, Mr. Su. Can I drive in a bit?"

Cheng Miao excitedly raised her hand.

Seeing his expression, Su Chen was a little puzzled: "Your family shouldn't lack cars, so why are you so agitated?"

"It's true that we have plenty of cars, and it's also true that my family won't let me practice. They think it's better for girls to sit in cars, but I want to drive. Please let me drive, I promise it won't break."

Cheng Miao's voice was completely mismatched with her petite figure, making her look quite comical.

But if you actually see her acting cute.

This kind of unexpected cuteness is really something else; most people can't handle it.

Su Chen didn't agree immediately, but told her that it would be fine as long as her aunt agreed.

Cheng Miao was somewhat sullen.

But it's still not too bad.

The whole house.

She was closest to her aunt, since they were the closest in age.

This is one of the reasons why her family sent her over.

It's getting late.

The lights in the classroom gradually came on.

Su Chen and Cheng Miao walked along the road toward the dance studio.