Chapter 245 Sit in the Back
"Aqiu~" Yang Fan, who had just sat in the driver's seat holding the little white tiger, suddenly sneezed.

Fu Cancan, who was about to get on the car at the back, stopped and asked with concern, "Yang Fan, are you okay? Do you have a cold?"

"There must be a ghost scolding her." Qi Ming said sarcastically as he slowly walked past Yang Fan, around the front of the car and sat in the passenger seat.

Yang Fan waved his hand, "I'm fine, Sister Cancan."

After hearing her say that it was okay, Fu Cancan got on the bus with peace of mind. One of the two seats in the middle had already been occupied by Yan Qing, so she consciously sat at the back.

Xiao Lin and Song Weiyi, who were sitting behind them, sat in the last row. Tang Yuanyuan got on the bus last and sat in the remaining middle seat.

Yang Fan glanced behind him through the rearview mirror and frowned slightly.

Including Song Weiyi and Qi Ming who wanted to join in the fun, there were five people in total and two ghosts. Yang Fan specially asked Wang Dequan to borrow a seven-seater SUV.

"You go sit in the back," Yang Fan ruthlessly drove Qi Ming from the passenger seat, "Is this seat yours? Go sit there."

Qi Ming asked her back, "Then where should I sit?"

He still couldn't believe that apart from this seat, there was anyone else who dared to sit in the same row with him.

Yang Fan said as a matter of course, "Sit in the last row."

Qi Ming looked at her in disbelief, then turned to look at the crowded three-person seat at the back, "You want me to sit in the last row?!"

He is a ghost messenger, a senior ghost messenger, how can he squeeze into such a small space? !
Fu Cancan and the others in the back seat looked at each other. The boss sat here, so where should they sit?
"It's good enough that you're given a seat. If you don't like, you can sit on the roof of the car or go back to your underworld," Yang Fan rolled his eyes.

And picked it for her.

Qi Ming: ? ? Who recruited him? ?

Yang Fan turned around and said to the back, "Xiao Lin, take the co-pilot seat. Tang Yuanyuan and Yan Qing, both of you, sit in the last row."

All the good seats were taken by them, and there was no gentlemanly manners at all.

Besides, this is for their own good. If they like Qi Ming so much, they will definitely be happy to sit next to him.

Tang Yuanyuan and Yan Qing: A little happy but not much.

Under Yang Fan's violent suppression, the people in the car changed their seats again. Xiao Lin sat in the co-pilot seat, Fu Cancan and Song Weiyi sat in the two single seats in the middle, and Tang Yuanyuan, Yan Qing and Qi Ming squeezed in the last row.

Returning to her passenger seat, Xiao Lin felt strangely excited. As expected, she was the most important person in her boss's heart.

Yang Fan handed the little white tiger to Xiao Lin to hold. This time, the tiger would go with them.

Fu Cancan and Song Weiyi sat on the two spacious seats in the middle. Looking at Qi Ming, who had a unhappy expression on his face, they felt a little nervous.

They all wanted to say that they should just sit back, but when they saw Yang Fan's face that didn't allow for rejection, they couldn't say anything.

Two people and one ghost, three men squeezed into the last row. Not to mention the small space, especially since their founder was sitting in the middle. Tang Yuanyuan wished he could stick his entire body to the car, for fear that he would squeeze his founder.

Yan Qing also looked very uncomfortable. He sat stiffly on the side, trying to give the biggest seat to Qi Ming.

Qi Ming sat in the middle, with a sullen face and not saying a word. If he had known that she would treat him like this, he should have gone back to the underworld after lunch.

He couldn't understand himself. If he wanted to join in the fun, he could go directly to Nanchang. It would be convenient and fast. Why did he have to squeeze here so cowardly?
Qi Ming raised his eyes to look at Yang Fan in front of him, and coincidentally the other party was looking at him. Their eyes met. He was stunned for a moment, then awkwardly looked away.

He thought: He must have felt that Yang Fan was somewhat familiar, and in order to find out who she was, he compromised and stayed. Well, that's it. It was definitely not because he couldn't beat her, absolutely!

Yang Fan glanced back, nodded with satisfaction, then put on his sunglasses and started the car.

"Yang Fan, drive slower and be careful on the road."

Grandma Xu stood by the roadside and gave her instructions.

"I understand, Grandma Xu."

Yangyang was held by Aunt Zhang on the side of the road. He looked at the car going farther and farther away with a wronged look on his face. "Wow... Grandma, Yangyang wants to go play too." The little boy felt a little sad. Why did his mother always take him to play wherever she went before, but now she doesn't take him with her.

Aunt Zhang comforted him, "Mom will take you out to play next time. This time, Mom will go play with her friends."

"Can grandma take you to play with Brother Kang Kang?"

"Okay~"

When the car was about to leave the village, Song Weiyi inevitably became nervous. She stared at the scenery outside without blinking, until the car drove out of the country road and onto the national highway, her heart finally relaxed.

Looking at the scenery passing by outside, she smiled happily, finally she could go home.

Xiao Lin was already used to the fact that Yang Fan could drive any car like a sports car, so she didn't feel anything when sitting in the passenger seat. Instead, she found it somewhat thrilling.

As a ghost, Song Weiyi didn't suffer from motion sickness when he was alive, so he didn't feel much.

Fu Cancan was a little scared at first, but after Xiao Lin's comfort she was not so scared anymore.

Qi Ming, needless to say, leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed, without any discomfort.

But Yan Qing and Tang Yuanyuan suffered a lot.

Not only was the space in the back narrow, but there was also a great master sitting in the middle. When their bodies shifted due to the inertia of the car, they had to try hard to keep their bodies from touching the great master.

The short two-hour journey was more tiring than a whole day of practice.

The journey that was supposed to take more than three hours was completed in less than two hours by Yang Fan. He set out at 6:30 and arrived in downtown NC at less than nine o'clock.

When getting off the car, Tang Yuanyuan's legs were shaking uncontrollably. Yan Qing's condition was not as exaggerated as his, but his slightly blue face proved that his condition was not much better.

Fu Cancan and Xiao Lin looked at Yan Qing and Tang Yuanyuan with some sympathy.

Song Weiyi looked at the bustling and familiar streets, suppressed his excitement and said to Yang Fan: "Master, I don't live here, let's go to my house first!"

She can't wait to meet her mom and dad now.

Yang Fan held the little white tiger in one hand and walked towards the place where the fragrance was coming from, "Eat something first."

Song Weiyi thought about it and decided that since he was already back and this place was not far from home, there was no need to rush.

She hurried after him, "Master, I recommend a Jiangxi restaurant to you. Their braised chicken feet with soybeans and dry pot spicy frog are especially delicious."

"Lead the way." Yang Fan's eyes suddenly brightened.

I came so early just to enjoy the delicious food in Nanchang.

Qi Ming walked calmly to Yang Fan's right side. Fu Cancan and Xiao Lin followed behind them arm in arm. Yan Qing and Tang Yuanyuan walked to the back.

……

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Liang Zishu and Jian Xiangdi arrived at the station to clock in for work on time. They were silent for a long time when they saw the paper stuck on the door.

The paper said: The key is on the windowsill, open the door yourself and go to work, we are going out.

easy to understand.

The two ghosts were silent for a moment, then they punched in tacit coordination, one scissors and one fist, instantly deciding the outcome.

Liang Zishu laughed loudly towards the sky, "Hahahahahaha…I won again!"

Jian Xiangdi looked at his hands in despair. How could his hands stink so bad?

No matter how upset he was, he was destined to watch in the post station again.

Alas, I lost another hundred dollars.