Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups

"You never attend class reunions, so you're out of the loop on everything."

Ning Yue gave him a reproachful look, then added mysteriously:

"Do you remember our class beauty, the one who sat in front of you, Lin Weiwei? She just got married at the beginning of the year."

Of course, Fang Cheng remembered.

In high school, he was the class representative, and Lin Weiwei was the arts and entertainment representative.

Classmates once teased that they were a "perfect pair."

Some even spread rumors that they were dating early, leading the homeroom teacher to call them in to write pledges, a rumor that circulated widely.

But at that time, he was focused on his studies and paid no attention to such trivial gossip.

"She acted so innocent, but actually she was all about marrying into a wealthy family."

Ning Yue's tone carried a hint of disdain:

"Now she's got what she wanted, marrying a bald businessman in his fifties, old enough to be her dad."

"If you show up with this car at this year's reunion, it'll definitely blind her!"

Fang Cheng just smiled and shook his head.

In high school, Ning Yue and Lin Weiwei never really got along.

One was eloquent and well-connected, the other was beautiful and admired, so their rivalry was common.

But thinking about those past events now, they feel as if they happened in another world.

Moreover, he bought the car to improve his quality of life and meet his own needs, not for any kind of comparison.

Ning Yue then turned her gaze to Zhou Xiumei, who had remained silent the whole time.

Her eyes lit up:

"Is this... your girlfriend? She's so pretty, much purer than Lin Weiwei!"

Fang Cheng didn't deny it, just smiled.

Zhou Xiumei glanced at Fang Cheng, blushing, and quickly stammered as she introduced herself:

"Hel... Hello, my name is Zhou Xiumei, nice to meet you."

"Hello, hello!"

Ning Yue immediately took her hand warmly, looked her up and down, and kept praising her:

"Sister, you're really beautiful. Let me tell you, Fang Cheng was the most handsome guy in our school back then. You better keep an eye on him so other women don't steal him away."

Zhou Xiumei blushed even more at her words, and could only stammer in response.

Just then, a phone rang from Ning Yue's pocket.

She apologized and then took out her phone, walking to a nearby corner to answer the call.

While listening, her expression quickly turned serious.

"What, it happened again?"

"You've already consulted with that master? Still no use?"

"I got it, I'll go to Gufeng Temple over by West Mountain this weekend. I've heard it's more effective there, let's give it a try..."

Fang Cheng overheard a few lines of the conversation, it seemed like someone in her family had some mysterious illness.

Soon after, Ning Yue hung up, her face apologetic, and explained:

"Sorry, Fang Cheng, there's an emergency at home."

"Why don't we exchange contact information, so we can keep in touch? Also, you absolutely must come to this year's reunion..."

After they exchanged contact details, Ning Yue called over another staff member to handle the follow-up, then hurriedly left.

...

A few minutes later, all the procedures were complete.

Fang Cheng took the document folder and car keys, and led Zhou Xiumei to the parking lot.

A brand new black "Trailblazer" had already been fitted with official plates, gleaming in the sunlight.

Fang Cheng opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat, the unique leather scent of the new car filled the air.

He adjusted the seat and mirrors, instructing Zhou Xiumei to buckle up,

Then he lightly tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and pressed the one-touch start button.

With a low rumble, the powerful engine roared to life.

Fang Cheng expertly shifted into gear and gently pressed the accelerator, the car smoothly drove out of the 4S dealership and merged into the bustling street.

Just then, a familiar panel quietly appeared in front of his eyes.

[Driving Level 0 (15/100)]