It wasn't until Chen Mo appeared on the highway that he realized a problem.
"Damn, I still haven't gotten my property deed!"
Fang Zhizhong had promised to give him a store, but ended up being so absent-minded that he forgot about it.
Of course, Chen Mo believed that Fang Zhizhong would keep his promise. That big boss wouldn't joke about such things, and while it looked like he was gifting the store, there were conditions attached.
That's no big deal!
Taking a week off every year to open up shop at Wanglong Mountain wasn't a big deal, especially now with the positioning and teleportation on the food truck. As long as the store belonged to him, he could instantly transport there anytime.
The car occasionally drove steadily on the highway, sometimes weaving in and out, and at one point when passing through a tunnel without cameras or cars, Chen Mo even transformed it into an ice cream truck.
Eating small ice creams, drinking little juices, heading towards Jiangsu!
