Father Zhao had once been a soldier. Having grown up by Father Zhao's side, Zhao Chuan knew quite a bit about military license plates.
If you had connections in the military, there was still a tiny possibility of getting a military plate for an off-road vehicle.
But Ye Yuan's was a sports car.
Who had ever seen a military unit driving sports cars?
That was why the military plate on Ye Yuan's sports car seemed so unusual.
Zhao Chuan could not imagine who would have the audacity to get such a license plate for Ye Yuan's black sports car.
He had never considered that it might be a fake plate.
Because he knew his brother too well.
Ye Yuan would never do something like that.
So when Ye Yuan said his black sports car had military plates, Zhao Chuan was completely at a loss.
"Then how about lending me the car so I can have some fun driving it?"
Once Zhao Chuan knew he could not own such a cool sports car anytime soon,
he settled for the next best thing.
"Hehe! No problem, but you'll have to wait. There are already several people ahead of you in line."
Ye Yuan did not object. He was only enjoying the novelty of the car himself, anyway.
After the New Year, it would no longer belong to him.
"What's our relationship? Can't I cut in line?"
Zhao Chuan was unwilling to give up and still wanted to fight for it.
"After the New Year, I promised Shi Yun I'd lend it to her for a few days.
Then there's Xu Hang. In exchange for getting the military plates, I promised to let them study the car for a while. Tell me, whose time can you squeeze out?"
Ye Yuan spread his hands,