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It's Zhao Er!

He stood at the entrance of the examination hall, holding a wooden sign high, with a band-aid on his nose.

The wooden sign had a line of words written in red paint: "Reporting Zhang Yong and Chen Yongjian for using connections to get in."

"Hey, who's this guy?"

"They reported it on the spot, so they must have something on them, otherwise who would dare to do that?"

"I know this guy, his name is Zhao Er. He used to work at the Transportation Bureau and damaged someone's company car. He's no good either."

The crowd's eyes darted back and forth between Zhang Yong and Chen Yongjian, whispering amongst themselves.

Zhang Defa's eyes turned red, and he took a step forward to rush over, but was held back tightly by two coworkers next to him.

"You old bastard, come at me if you dare!"

"Calm down, Lao Zhang, this is an exam hall!"

Zhao Er raised his head, limped to the examiner's table, and slammed the copy he was holding onto the table.

"Examiner Ma! This Zhang Yong has only attended driving lessons at the Chaoyang District Transportation Bureau for less than ten days in total, which is far from enough!"

"And he learned for free! He got in through Chen Yongjian's connections! He doesn't meet the eligibility requirements for the special driving test!"

The examination room erupted in chaos, with a dozen or so candidates whispering amongst themselves.

Deputy Examiner Dong stood up unhurriedly, dusted off his trousers, and smiled.

"Since someone has reported it, according to the rules, we must first investigate it thoroughly."

He turned his head to look at Examiner Ma.

"Old Ma, what do you think?"

The examiner didn't say anything, but reached out and picked up the copy.

The paper contained Zhang Yong's student registration form and attendance record, with the red seal of the Training Section of the Chaoyang District Transportation Bureau stamped in the lower right corner.

The source is clearly stated—internal archives.

Examiner Ma glanced at Zhao Er, his gaze darkening.

"Zhao Er, right? How did you get this document?"

Zhao Er's eyes flickered.

"I asked...I asked a friend to help me look it up."

"Which friend?"

"This... is not convenient to say."

Chen Yongjian only realized it at this moment.

After Zhao Er was kicked out of the driving school, he actually used his connections to get the students' internal files from the training department.

These days, accessing a citizen's personal training records requires a letter of introduction from their employer and a formal application.

This isn't a minor violation; it could lead to arrest.

Examiner Ma placed the copy back on the table and glanced at Zhang Yong.

"Candidate number seven, do you have anything to say?"

Zhang Yong remained calm and walked directly to the examiner's table.

He took three things out of his pocket and placed them one by one on the table.

The first document is a graduation certificate signed and stamped by Chen Yongjian.

The second document is the class hour registration card.

The third document is the registration approval form.

Three documents lay spread out on the folding table, all stamped.

The date, the seal, the signature—everything was there.

All eyes shifted from Zhao Er's copy to the three neatly arranged originals on the table.

High judgment.

Zhang Yong pointed to his documents and began to speak.

"Instructor Ma, these are my materials. As you can see, firstly, the Transportation Bureau's Training Division has a policy of reducing or waiving tuition fees for the children of veterans."

"My father, Zhang Defa, joined the army in 1975 and was demobilized in 1980. His personnel file can be found at the Chaoyang District Civil Affairs Bureau."

"Enjoying policy reductions and exemptions is not considered using back channels."

Zhang Defa was stunned; he had almost forgotten about it.

"Secondly, the registration requirements for special driving tests are a valid student certificate and a recommendation signed by the instructor."

Zhang Yong tapped the approval form on the table with his finger and glanced at Zhao Er.

"This is a different system from the standard driving license training hours. Please understand the rules before reporting it."

Zhao Er's face began to turn pale.

"third."

Zhang Yong looked at Examiner Ma.

"The copy that Zhao Er is holding says it's an internal file."

"They accessed my personal information without my permission, without even bringing a letter of introduction from my employer or submitting a formal application."

"This material itself is illegal and cannot be used as the basis for a report."

The examination room fell completely silent, and everyone nodded in agreement.

The wind made the barbed wire rustle, and the red flag behind the examiner fluttered in the hot wind.

Zhang Defa stood outside the barbed wire fence, his mouth agape and his eyes wide open.

He discovered that his son spoke much more fluently than he did.

Examiner Ma flipped through the three documents and then compared them with Zhao Er's copy.

He then slammed the copy back onto the table and looked up.

"The source of the materials is illegal, and the complaint is unfounded."

"Candidate number seven's score is valid; the assessment has been passed."

Zhao Er's knees buckled, and his voice stammered.

"Examiner Ma... Examiner Ma, I just feel it's unfair—"

Whether it's fair or not is not for you to decide; we're just following the rules.

The examiner's voice carried a hint of disdain.

"As for you! I will report to the headquarters for unauthorized access to other people's training records, and your unit will handle it."

Zhao Er panicked completely and lunged forward to grab the examiner's sleeve.

"Please! Don't tell my boss! I was wrong! I just made a mistake—"

"Let go. Don't disrupt the exam room."

Examiner Ma shook off his hand and had Zhao Er dragged away.

Deputy Examiner Dong sat to the side, not daring to utter a sound.

Examiner Ma glanced at Chen Yongjian again.

"Chen Yongjian, your training center's students have the status of exemption policy, but you did not report this to the examination room in advance. Go back and write an explanation and submit it."

"yes!"

Chen Yongjian snapped to attention.

What's the big deal about writing an explanation!

You can write ten copies!

His apprentice passed the exam, and he was beaming with pride!

……

The assessment is now complete.

Eight out of twelve candidates passed, and both candidates from Chen Yongjian's training center passed.

As Zhang Yong walked out of the examination room, Zhang Defa rushed up to him, hugged his neck, and kissed his sweaty face twice.

"My son! My own son!"

He would yell at anyone he could catch, not even the security guard or the old lady pushing her bicycle.

"My own son! Special driving! He passed it on his first try!"

Chen Yongjian also had a beaming smile on his face.

"Alright, alright, stop showing off. Old Zhang, you'll have to treat us when we get back!"

He said some words of disgust, but his mouth stretched to his ears in a wide grin.

Just as everyone was preparing to leave.

drip-drip-

Zhao Er, who was slumped at the entrance of the examination hall, heard his pager ring.

He glanced down at the screen.

His face instantly turned deathly gray.

Langfang Transportation Company Notice: Due to serious disciplinary violations and illegal acquisition of others' personal information during his training at the Transportation Bureau, his employment relationship is terminated effective immediately.

Zhao Er stood at the entrance of the examination hall, clutching his pager, trembling all over.

The afternoon sunlight cast a long shadow on him.

He didn't say a word, but limped towards the road, his figure getting smaller and smaller until he turned into the intersection and disappeared.

Zhang Yong looked away.

Applying oil to the pedals, blocking the road with a car, and reporting someone for tampering with their gear.

They got more ruthless each time, and more foolish each time.

The iron rice bowl is something you always smash yourself.

......

On the way back, Zhang Yong sat in the passenger seat of Zhang Defa's truck, listening to Zhang Defa sing off-key tunes, and glanced at the dashboard.

[Driving Lv.6: Progress 2%]

[Writing Lv.4: Progress 19% (Fixed)]

[Auto Repair Lv.0 - Entry Level Progress: 38% (Associated Bonus)]

Once you reach driving level 6, the skill tree will be activated.

I'm 38% complete with the basics of auto repair. Tomorrow I'll go find Old Zhao to disassemble that 130 diesel engine, and that should unlock it.

Zhang Yong rested his head against the car window, the wind blowing in through the half-open window, making his hair fly wildly.

As I turned into the gate of Jinsong Residential Area, it wasn't completely dark yet.

Just as Zhang Yong reached the entrance of the building, Grandpa Chen from the gatehouse poked his head out.

"Zhang Yong, you're finally back. Someone's waiting for you."

"I've been waiting all afternoon, and they said it's from your Chuiyangliu Middle School."

Zhang Yong looked up and saw three people sitting on the bench in the guard room.

He knew the person in the middle very well.

He is Zhou Guoqiang, the director of teaching at Chuiyangliu Middle School.

A month before the college entrance examination, this person poked Zhang Yong's head with a piece of chalk in front of all 52 classmates and left a message.

"Zhang Yong, you shouldn't take the exam. You'll only lower our school's overall admission rate."

"Go home and stay there!"