At 9:30 in the morning, Hong Kong Island was already busy. The traffic on the road is like weaving, and on the sidewalk, everyone is in a hurry.
This modern international city seems to be always so busy.
"Uncle Shi, as a younger generation, it's not suitable for me to take your car and let you be the driver." Yang Weicheng said very modestly.
Uncle Shi put on his reading glasses and took off his suit and coat today. He looks like an ordinary old man eating morning tea and reading newspapers in a roadside tea restaurant.
He lowered his head slightly, let his eyes penetrate the lens and looked at Yang Weicheng's face from the mirror.
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