At eight in the evening, Chen Shouyi said goodbye to his parents, then walked out with a briefcase and Long Sword in hand.
A black luxury sedan, the likes of which had long since vanished from the roads, was already parked outside.
Bai Xiaoling and Zhang Miaomiao were leaning against the car, chatting quietly. Zhao Ding, ever tactful, had stepped a few paces away to wait nearby.
Gasoline and diesel were scarce these days, used mostly by the military and for lighting. Though gasoline and diesel engine technology had made breakthroughs, the vehicles on the roads were mostly crude, poorly built steam-powered cars, except for specialized engineering vehicles that still could not be manufactured. Even government cars were no different.
At the sight of a sedan with the sleek, futuristic lines of the pre-mutation era, even Chen Shouyi was impressed.
"This car was modified by Jiangnan Engine Manufacturing Company and presented to the provincial government as a gift. It's been sitting in the parking lot ever since; nobody uses it!" Zhang Miaomiao watched his expression and smiled. "If Chief Advisor likes it, I can apply to have it transferred to you."
"No need. Even if you gave it to me, I wouldn't know how to drive," Chen Shouyi said.
In these war-torn times, a car like this drew too much attention. Besides, it only looked good; it wasn't very practical.
It wouldn't even be as fast as his bicycle!
Zhao Ding, serving as both driver and errand boy, hurried over to open the door for him. "Chief Advisor, watch your step!"
The car doors slammed shut.
Sitting beside him, Zhang Miaomiao said, "Chief Advisor, let me fasten your seat belt!"
Chen Shouyi was just about to refuse when a soft, delicate fragrance drifted close.
He immediately swallowed his words. His