"Xue Rui, let me take you to lunch," said Yang Xing.
Xue Rui shook his head. "Uncle Yang, I had a bunch of snacks on the way, so I'm not hungry. I want to get to the university and register as soon as possible."
Yang Xing nodded and drove Xue Rui toward the University of Posts and Telecommunications. The two chatted and laughed all the way there.
"Xue Rui, did you get your driver's license yet?" Yang Xing asked.
"I just got it a few days ago, but it's no use."
There was a hint of disappointment in Xue Rui's voice, which made Yang Xing even more curious. "Why?" he asked.
Xue Rui chuckled. "Because this car of yours has a yellow plate, and my license is only for blue-plate vehicles."
Yang Xing burst out laughing. Before the semester even started, Xue Rui was already clamoring about wanting to be the one to drive Gu Muxue around, and now he was bringing it up again. He chuckled and chided, "Why are you always trying to steal my job?"
