Pan Zhi’s book bar is almost done. Now he just cleans up, brings various bookshelf, tables and chairs, and some decorations into it.

The bookshelf is not placed in the usual way, and it is placed horizontally and vertically. The bookshelf is thrown with pads and bean bags. Every corner of the show is trying not to interfere with each other, and has relatively independent space, but it is not completely blocked. After all, no audience will be lost when they are really show-off.

Jiang Cheng, Gu Fei and Pan Zhi stood at the door of the book bar together, watching the workers move bookshelves out of the carriage, and then started to move decorations.

Many abstract bronze sculpture works, and this style is obviously the works of Boss Xiao.

"Have you paid?" Jiang Cheng asked Pan Zhi, "Last time I went to see her studio, and it would take thousands of dollars to pick up a piece of palm-sized game."

"Then you ask, these are dozens of slaps," Pan Zhi said, "Can I afford the money?"

"It's on credit?" Jiang Cheng said.

"I'm talking about sales agents," Pan Zhi said, "if anyone wants it, sell it, if anyone wants it, just put it here."

"I'm really shameless..." Jiang Cheng said.

"It's quite shameful, and there are even more shameful ones," Pan Zhi looked at Gu Fei, "I remember to bring me a few kilograms of beef jerky, and I want the expensive ones recommended by Li Yan."

"Is ten kilograms enough?" Gu Fei looked at him.

"I can't say anything about this. The specific amount depends on our friendship. You can do it." Pan Zhi said.

"Break a friend." Gu Fei said.

"Look, our friendship was defeated by jerky," Pan Zhi sighed, "When will you go back? I'll go back on my birthday. It's great to have a meal together."

"I'll eat again when I'm back, I can eat it every day." Gu Fei said.

"Aren't we broken up?" Pan Zhi said immediately.

"Oh yes." Gu Fei tsk and walked away from Pan Zhi and stood three steps away.

Jiang Cheng was about to speak, but Pan Zhi's eyes suddenly looked behind him. He could know that there was Boss Xiao behind him without looking back.

Boss Xiao has a very domineering name called Xiao Pan, but since they met, they have called Boss Xiao, and they have never changed. Even Pan Zhi has been chasing him for more than a year, and he still calls Boss Xiao.

"Boss Xiao got up?" Pan Zhi greeted.

"Well," Xiao Pan nodded to them and looked into the store through the window, "This taste."

"Is that okay?" Pan Zhi said.

"Don't always ask questions like this, as it will make you unable to get out of Taiwan," Xiao Pan said. "Have you finished it? Go to my place to sit?"

"We'll go back to the steel mill today," said Jiang Cheng, "and we'll have to go back and clean up later."

"Oh yes, you said, you really drive that second-hand broken car?" Xiao Pan said, "I won't need my car these days. Do you drive my car back?"

"No, it's not too far," Jiang Cheng said with a smile, "It's okay to run back and forth."

"Okay, if you want to use a car, tell me," Xiao Pan said, "Anyway, you don't need it, Pan Zhi has to use it, his face is quite big."

"I use your car for a reason," Pan Zhi said, "It's like seeing a car."

"Am I that ugly?" Xiao Pan said.

"To be honest," Pan Zhi said, "among the girls I have pursued, you are really the ugly ones."

"Thank you so hard." Xiao Pan sneered.

"Not hard," Pan Zhi said, "and it hurts and is happy."

"Come coffee later," Xiao Pan said, and waved to Jiang Cheng and Gu Fei again, "Go back again when you are back."

"Okay." Jiang Cheng smiled.

After staying with Pan Zhi for a short time, Jiang Cheng and Gu Fei left because Xiao Pan invited Pan Zhi to chat, Pan Zhi could not wait for a second.

"Let's get this car," Gu Fei started their "second-hand small broken car" and said with a smile while reversing, "In fact, the sound of the engine is pretty good."

"Well," Jiang Cheng nodded, "If you didn't have to rub the car and not repair it, it would look pretty good."

"I'm too lazy to do it," said Gu Fei, "Anyway, you'll have to buy a good car at that time."

"Me?" Jiang Cheng looked at him.

"Yes," Gu Fei said, "foreign company Jinling, you..."

"You think," Jiang Cheng smiled, "Will I buy a car if I have one?"

"No," Gu Fei sighed, "I don't think you want to buy a bicycle."

"Well, this car is just running first anyway. Let's talk about it when the wheels fall off and can't be installed back," Jiang Cheng adjusted the back of the passenger seat back and leaned back. "Actually, I really liked this feeling before."

"Does I feel like driving you?" Gu Fei asked.

"Well," Jiang Cheng turned his head, "I have enjoyed it since I was a kid. In a space, we are the only ones, whether it is cold or hot outside, it doesn't affect whether it is windy or rainy."

"I like it very much, too," said Gu Fei, "but it doesn't conflict with changing a good car, right?"

"Clash with our money," Jiang Cheng laughed again after thinking about it, "The good car you mentioned is relative to the current car, right?"

"Yes." Gu Fei was also happy.

The car they are driving now was picked up by professional Liu Fan, who is less than 80,000 yuan, and the comprehensive conditions at the same price are quite good.

"The good car you mentioned is not more than 200,000?" Jiang Cheng asked while laughing.

"Otherwise," Gu Fei smiled, "I'm actually quite stingy."

"That's OK, we can consider changing a car that is no more than 200,000 next year." Jiang Cheng nodded seriously.

"Good car." Gu Fei added.

In recent years, their birthdays have been shared by Jiang Cheng's days. Because they are too close, they celebrate their birthdays twice a month, which is a bit too complicated.

In the past, I used to eat and drink, and sometimes I gave gifts, and sometimes I didn’t.

Perhaps because Jiang Cheng graduated this year, Gu Fei wanted to live a more formal life.

"Do you want to bring something?" Jiang Cheng asked, "For your mother and Liu Li."

"No, just give her a red envelope," said Gu Fei. "I can't figure out what they think when I buy something. Last time I bought the brooch for my mother, and I kept putting it on the head of the bed and never used it. I asked her why she didn't use it, but she said she didn't have clothes to match."

"Can't you use shawl tweed coats or anything?" Jiang Cheng said.

"So I don't know what she wants," said Gu Fei, "Buy Liu Li a razor. He said that his beard is hard and electric cannot shave it, so he can save trouble for the red envelope."

"Okay," Jiang Cheng nodded with a smile and looked at Gu Miao, "Ermiao, do you pack your luggage by yourself?"

Gu Miao nodded.

"Then..." Jiang Cheng was about to say you can clean up, but Gu Miao had turned around and picked up a big bag from her own room, and threw it at his feet with a bang.

"Okay." Gu Miao said.

"Just stay... for two days." Jiang Cheng looked at the bag, which was bigger than the ones of him and Gu Fei.

Gu Miao didn't say anything and kicked the bag to his leg again.

"Okay, there's a car anyway." Jiang Cheng got up and carried the bag. He was so sank that he didn't know what was stuffed inside.

Gu Miao is a big girl now, so they can't get through Gu Miao's things. Anyway, she has a lot of things she is willing to bring, and the bag she carries when she goes out can scare people when she holds it, as if she is carrying a bag of bricks.

After breakfast in the morning, they threw their luggage into the car.

The back seat is Gu Miao's territory. He holds the meat, buckles his headphones, and looks out the window. He looks like he is in a state of concentration and can watch it for an hour without any motivation.

Now Rou Rou is a big fat adult cat, much more stable than when he was a child, and he is not willing to move too much when he is fat, so one person and one cat are as quiet as no one in the back seat.

"Do you listen to the radio?" Gu Fei asked.

"Listen," Jiang Cheng turned on the radio, "I'll do some work."

"I got motion sickness in a while," said Gu Fei.

"I never get dizzy when I'm in your car," Jiang Cheng pulled out his notebook from his bag and opened it, putting his legs on the dashboard. "I'm dizzy when Pan Zhi's car. He always feels like the police are coming to check for drunk driving."

"You have never taken my long-distance bus." Gu Fei said.

"... Then should I experience it well?" Jiang Cheng said.

"Yes, put away your work." Gu Fei said.

"I'll hand in it next week," Jiang Cheng said with a smile, "I'd better experience it while working."

Gu Fei slightly lowered the radio voice and glanced at Gu Miao who was in a state of meditation in the back seat.

The sound of this car is very poor, and it has a sense of age when listening to music, let alone the sound quality when listening to radio. However, remembering this sound at this time can give people a more "on the road".

Drive a used second-hand car, with my boyfriend, sister and a cat, and galloping on the road.

Listening to the hissing radio, feeling the shock absorber that seems to be non-existent in the car... Improperity may even make people feel that a bit hard journey will always make people feel a sense of story of wandering around the world by relying on each other.

Of course, although he thought this was also very good, he still wanted to buy a good car that was no more than 200,000 yuan.

Not long after the car got on the highway, it was only less than an hour before Jiang Cheng, who was on the co-pilot, stopped moving. Gu Fei took a look there and found that he was asleep with his laptop in his arms.

Gu Fei sighed softly. It should be because he didn't sleep well yesterday. Jiang Cheng did not go to bed until two o'clock last night, and he got up a little early today.

In fact, he knew that Jiang Cheng didn't think he was very hard. From the college entrance examination to the undergraduate degree to the graduate degree, he almost worked in this way. He never relaxed in his studies or part-time jobs.

It is said that such a life is normal, but he still feels distressed.
To be continued...