The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Su Nanzhi: "I have a driver's license."

"Ah, really." Jiang Beiyu glanced at Su Nanzhi up and down, "I thought you were underage."

Su Nanzhi: "..."

How could such a normal sentence be so strange when it came out of his mouth?

Jiang Beiyu didn't take the steering wheel back either. He was tired of driving when he was a teenager. Although he was caught driving without a license several times when he drove out, fortunately his family, Lao Jiang, was powerful and powerful. coming.

In the end, he couldn't stand him anymore, so he confiscated all the cars he bought, and returned the car keys to him after he passed the driver's license test as an adult.

Among the two of them, I don't know who is more unlucky. Anyway, they did encounter a car inspection. Usually, they rarely check cars at this point, but they are so unlucky that it is unimaginable.

When checking the car, the traffic policeman saw that the driver was a little girl, and then looked at the young man in the passenger seat, and immediately made up some not-so-good content.

Until Su Nanzhi showed her driver's license.

"Sorry, my uncle is not feeling well. I am in a hurry to send him to the hospital for an examination. Can we go first?" The little girl's face was full of worry.

That being the case, Jiang Beiyu was not such an ignorant person, he made a weak expression at the right time.

The two actors whose acting skills are comparable to Oscar winners successfully fooled the traffic police on duty.

In addition, the two looked like a family in appearance, and the traffic police checked the car and found no reason, so they let them go easily.

The two people in the car maintained a brief silence.

Jiang Beiyu sneered, "Student Su, you are very skilled at deceiving people. I don't even know when I had an extra niece."

Su Nanzhi looked ahead and focused on driving, and said, "Teacher, you're not bad either."

Obviously, these two were the kind of students who pissed off the teacher and made people reluctant to scold them when they were students.

Jiang Beiyu's mood suddenly brightened.

He wasn't a serious teacher at first, at most he would leave after one grade in No. 1 Middle School, but when he met a really interesting student, he suddenly felt that this school was interesting again.

He remembered that the head teacher of Class 1 seemed to recommend Su Nanzhi to him.

"Is student Su interested in participating in the math competition?" He asked casually.

Su Nanzhi paused after hearing this, and turned the steering wheel nonchalantly, "What's so good about participating in the competition?"

After hearing her words, Jiang Beiyu thought for a while, "It's nothing good. The final goal is similar to the college entrance examination. It's all about going to college."

"Then why waste this time?"

Jiang Beiyu, who used to be a competition student, was speechless for a moment. He paused, then smiled, "Graduating high school a little earlier is pretty good."

Su Nanzhi didn't reply now.

Jiang Beiyu also gradually realized that the route he took was not right, and the way back to No. 1 Middle School was obviously not this one.

Not long after that, Jiang Beiyu saw his car slowly parked in front of the Beijing People's Hospital.

"..."

"Student Su, are you feeling unwell?"

Su Nanzhi hummed vaguely, then got out of the car to open the door on the passenger seat, and helped Jiang Beiyu out of the car very politely.

Jiang Beiyu would like to say that he is strong and vigorous and does not need to be supported.

Ever since I became a teacher, I have watched the high school students who are two or three years younger than me call themselves "you".

The generations have been crowded to the same generation as his father.