My father Gao Yuliang and Zhong Xiaoai are crazy.
39 Zhao Ruilong was quite flashy.

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Hearing his mother say this.

Gao Jianyang was a little anxious.

Good heavens, Zhao Ruilong was preparing to steal her away.

"Mom, I'm leaving."

Gao Jianyang greeted her and left Wu Shufen's office.

He called Zhong Xiaoai after he left the office.

Zhong Xiaoai happened to be working on a case in Jingzhou.

Gao Jianyang hung up the phone and walked towards the station of the task force.

Now, Gao Jianyang was either on the No. 11 bus, or walking on two legs.

Or he could hail a taxi.

He had no choice because he was not eighteen yet.

Even if Gao Jianyang had a car, he couldn't drive it without a driver's license.

His father had told him since he was young.

Discipline and law-abiding start from me.

Don't go and do anything that violates the law.

Therefore, even if Gao Jianyang wanted to drive, he could only take a taxi.

He would wait until he turned eighteen next year before taking the driver's license test.

Gao Jianyang was born on July 13th, 1982. He was now 17 years old.

By this time next year, he would finally be an adult.

Therefore, even if he wanted to get a driver's license, he would have to wait until next year.

Perhaps he might not necessarily know how to drive. In the future, he would definitely have a chauffeur or bodyguard.

However, he still had to get a driver's license.

The task force was stationed at the guest house next to Han University.

Gao Jianyang walked for more than ten minutes.

Finally, she saw a guest house across the road.

"Hello, I'm here." Gao Jianyang made a phone call when he arrived at the hostel.

"Okay, wait for me."

The voice that he had been thinking about day and night sounded in his ears.

"Okay, I'll wait for you downstairs."

The two of them chatted for a while before hanging up.

Gao Jianyang knew that she was busy, so he wasn't in a hurry. He saw a chair beside him and sat down.

Just as Gao Jianyang was waiting.

A 98 BMW 5 Series stopped in front of him.

Then, a young man walked out of the driver's seat of the BMW 5 Series and took out a bouquet of flowers from the trunk.

The man had a rather flashy back hairstyle.

She held a bouquet of roses in her hand, and the large gold watch in her hand was revealed.

The man looked at the door of the guest house impatiently.

Yes, he was just a little impatient.

It was as if someone was forcing him to stay here.

When Gao Jianyang looked at his face, he felt a sense of familiarity.

Wasn't this the Zhao Ruilong who didn't allow anyone to be awesome?

Good heavens, Old Zhao was actually so showy.

He was wearing a tight suit and a big white tie. His hair was moussed and shiny, as if it could kill a mosquito.

This kind of outfit that looked rather flashy in the future.

However, in the late 1990s, it was definitely a trend.

You have to admit this.

"Hey, Brother Long."

Gao Jianyang waved at Zhao Ruilong.

Then, he walked towards the rather flashy Zhao Ruilong.

He naturally knew Zhao Ruilong. He had seen him more than a few times in the quad.

However, Gao Jianyang was only twelve or thirteen years old at that time.

Although it had been four or five years, Gao Jianyang's face had always been so handsome.

The current him was basically the same as a few years ago.

"You are, Little Yang…"

Zhao Ruilong looked at Gao Jianyang with uncertainty.

"What, you don't recognize me?" Gao Jianyang smiled as he walked over to him and gave him a light punch.

"My father is Gao Yuliang."

"It really is you…"

Zhao Ruilong finally reacted and said with a smile,"Wow, I didn't expect our quad to have a college entrance examination champion.”

"You're actually the only one who got full marks.”

"The news has spread so quickly." Gao Jianyang was in disbelief.

Good heavens, they had already moved out.

He did not expect that this news would still attract the attention of those big shots.

"What do you think…"

Zhao Ruilong smiled." You're the top scorer from Handong, and you came from our courtyard."”

"Kid, you don't know now.”

"Nowadays, whenever those guys talk about you, Gao Jianyang, they're all beaming with joy.”

"What do you mean…"

Gao Jianyang was confused.

I became the top scorer of the college entrance examination. What does it have to do with these second-generation children?

"There's a top scholar in our courtyard.”

"In the future, who dares to say that the people in our courtyard are all ignorant and incompetent prodigals?”

"Brat, you really made us proud.”

Speaking of this, Zhao Ruilong was also quite touched.

He wasn't lying. The children of the quad, especially the second generation like him who didn't go into politics.

In the hearts of those adults, he would always be ignorant and incompetent.

What did he mean by relying on his family's power to do evil?

He admitted that he had indeed done it.

He was not the only one. Ninety-nine out of a hundred disciples of the quad had done such a thing.

Of course, those heirs were not included.

They and the group of heirs basically belonged to two different worlds.

However, Gao Jianyang was just like them.

He knew that this guy was applying for the electronic information major.

They immediately classified Gao Jianyang as one of them.

Now that he had such achievements, these ignorant and incompetent second-generation people felt honored.

Fortunately, Gao Jianyang didn't know what Old Zhao was thinking.

Otherwise, he would definitely scream that he was innocent.

I'm not the same kind of person as you.

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