The people next to him were still persuading him, but Manager Mo had already taken off his coat and put on the white aluminum foil workwear placed aside; he didn't wear a helmet. "This thing obstructs the view and is not conducive to the loading of real data." With that one sentence, he silenced everyone around him.
"Kid, are you coming or not?" There was only one set of clothes, and Manager Mo handed over his helmet.
Ye Tian took the helmet, "Bring it on! Us grown men aren't scared of death, let alone driving a car!"
Ponytail's spit flying around, "What's all this talk about dying? Watch your words! If you can't talk nicely, don't say anything at all. It's your honor to be asked to test drive the car, don't really think it's about becoming an assistant..."
"Enough talk, let's test drive."
