Unparalleled medical and martial arts skills, saving the CEO's fiancée at the start.

Ye Chen leaned back in his office chair, bored, with his feet propped up on the edge of the desk. He held a newspaper in his hand, but stared blankly at the ceiling.

Since the Lin Keke incident, he has tried to have someone accompany him when he goes to inspect various departments. If no one is available, he simply doesn't go, so as not to get involved in any more romantic entanglements.

It wasn't that Ye Chen was afraid of women, but Jiang Ruoxi was too cunning. She could even put a listening device in his collar. Besides, the whole company belonged to her, so who knew where her spies would suddenly appear?

"Sigh, life is so tough..." Ye Chen rolled over, got up, and took a sip of tea.

Suddenly, Ye Chen realized that he didn't know how to drive.

There are no cars on the mountain, so you have to walk the whole way. My master also said that martial artists need to walk a lot to strengthen their legs.

In a big city like Jiangcheng, you really can't do without a car. Last time Jiang Ruoxi got drunk, he gritted his teeth and drove back. Although there was no accident, he was on tenterhooks the whole time, and his palms were sweating with nervousness.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen picked up his phone and sent Jiang Ruoxi a WeChat message: "Wife, are you busy?"

Two minutes later, Jiang Ruoxi replied with a single word: "Speak."

Alright, that's how aloof this woman is when she's working.

Ye Chen stroked his chin and flicked the switch.

"Hey, my dear wife, there's something I'd like to discuss with you."

"What is it?" Jiang Ruoxi's cool voice came from the other end of the phone, along with the rustling sound of turning over documents.

"Honey, I want to get a driver's license."

"Taking a driving test?" Jiang Ruoxi's tone carried a hint of surprise.

"Yes, honey, what if we encounter any emergency in the future, and you get injured or are being chased? I'll have to drive you away, right? I can't just carry you all over the streets. Although I don't mind, it's not a good look..." Ye Chen's words became more and more outrageous.

"Shut up and get to the point."

"The important thing is that I want to get a driver's license. You see, I don't have much to do during the day at the security department, so I might as well learn to drive and be your free driver in the future."

Ye Chen thought she disagreed and was about to explain further, having even prepared his words, when Jiang Ruoxi spoke up directly: "Okay, I'll have Secretary Wang register you."

"Really? Honey, you agree?"

"What's there to disagree about such a small thing? Learning to drive requires real skill; don't just work on it sporadically."

"Don't worry, honey, when have I, Ye Chen, ever let you down? A mere driver's license is a piece of cake!"

"Alright, stop bragging. I'll have Secretary Wang arrange it. Just wait for my notification."

"Okay! Thank you, my dear wife!"

Ye Chen chuckled and tossed his phone onto the table, thinking to himself that once he got his driver's license, he could drive all over the streets.

Two days later, Secretary Wang completed all the registration procedures for the driving school.

"Vice Minister Ye, the driving school is only three kilometers from the company, so transportation is convenient. President Jiang has specially selected a top-notch instructor for you, providing one-on-one instruction. You can arrange the time yourself." Secretary Wang smiled and handed him the documents.

"Secretary Wang, thank you for your hard work. I'll treat you to dinner another day!"

"Vice Minister Ye, you're too kind. It was all at President Jiang's behest."

Ye Chen glanced at the photos on the student ID cards, wondering where they got them from, but they looked quite energetic in the photos.

That afternoon, Ye Chen went to the driving school.

Jiang Ruoxi enrolled him in the top driving school in Jiangcheng. It has a large training ground and excellent facilities. It is said that this driving school has the highest pass rate in the city, and of course, it is also the most expensive in the city.

When Ye Chen arrived, a middle-aged man in his fifties with dark skin was leaning against a white driving school car, smoking. Seeing Ye Chen approach, the man looked him up and down and asked, "Ye Chen?"

"It's me, you must be Coach Zhang?"

Coach Zhang immediately stubbed out his cigarette and said, "Get in the car, let's take a look at your basics first."

Ye Chen opened the car door and got into the driver's seat, while Coach Zhang got into the passenger seat.

Have you ever driven a car before?

"I've driven it once, an automatic; I've never touched a manual."

"Okay, adjust the seat, adjust the rearview mirror, and fasten the seatbelt."

Ye Chen did as instructed, his movements swift and efficient.

"Depress the clutch, shift into first gear, release the handbrake, slowly release the clutch, gently press the accelerator..." Coach Zhang mechanically recited the operating steps.

Ye Chen followed the instructions, and the car slowly started moving.

"Hmm, not bad, the start was quite smooth. You've really never driven before?"

"I've never driven one, but I've seen others drive them a few times," Ye Chen answered truthfully.

He was telling the truth; apart from that time when Jiang Ruoxi was drunk, he had never actually touched the steering wheel.

After practicing for half an hour, Ye Chen had mastered most of the basic operations such as starting, shifting gears, turning, and reversing into a parking space.

Coach Zhang looked at Ye Chen in disbelief.

"You're not kidding me, are you? You're not some seasoned pro pretending to be a newbie?"

"Coach, I really don't have a driver's license. Why would I lie to you?"

"That's amazing. I've been teaching driving for twenty years, and this is the first time I've encountered someone who learns so quickly. With your talent, it's a shame you're not a race car driver."

Ye Chen chuckled: "Coach, you flatter me. It's mainly because you teach so well."

Flattery will get you everywhere. Coach Zhang was quite pleased with these words.

For the next few days, Ye Chen went to the driving school for two hours every morning and went back to work at the company in the afternoon.

He learned all five parts of the driving test in just one day: reversing into a parking space, parallel parking, hill start, right-angle turn, and curved driving, and mastered them in just two days.

Coach Zhang watched him park the car in one go, took out his phone, filmed a short video, and posted it in the coaches' group chat: "Look at my student! After three days of training, are you impressed with his skill level?"

The coaches in the group expressed their disbelief, saying that Coach Zhang was definitely using videos of experienced drivers to fool people.

Coach Zhang got impatient and immediately started a group video call, asking Ye Chen to perform on the spot.

"Holy crap! This is a trainee? Are you sure it's not a professional driver?"

"Old Zhang, where did you find this treasure?"

"With that level of skill, you should just go take the exam! What's the point of practicing?"

Coach Zhang patted Ye Chen on the shoulder: "Little Ye, you are the most talented student I have ever taught. Getting your certificate within half a month is no problem at all."

Ye Chen was a little embarrassed by the praise: "It's all thanks to your excellent guidance, Coach."

However, the accident still happened.

"Turn right at the intersection ahead, signal in advance, check your rearview mirror, and watch out for pedestrians..."

Ye Chen skillfully switched on his lights, slowed down, observed the surroundings, and turned, all in one smooth motion.

Just then, a red sports car suddenly sped up from behind, forcibly overtaking on the right and nearly scraping the front right bumper of the training car.

Ye Chen reacted extremely quickly, turning the steering wheel to the left and successfully avoiding the collision.

"You bastard! How do you drive?!" Coach Zhang cursed angrily.

Ye Chen wasn't angry; he just squinted at the license plate of the sports car: Jiang A·88888.

He noted down the license plate number.

"Coach, it's okay, let's continue practicing driving," Ye Chen said calmly.

However, ten minutes later, the red sports car reappeared.