Ni Yang recalled how she had raced the car on the way over, and Wu Yanyun continued, "Yangyang, take it slow on your way back."
"Mhm," Ni Yang nodded, "I will."
However, before even a blink of an eye, the car had already disappeared from Wu Yanyun's view.
This, this is way too fast, isn't it?
What happened to driving slowly?
Wu Yanyun opened her mouth in disbelief.
Ni Yang hadn't felt this adrenaline rush of speed in a long time.
In her previous life, because of Beijing's traffic congestion, she would go to official race tracks to experience the thrill of racing.
But now in the 80s, Beijing's traffic signals were still not fully functional, and it was difficult for an ordinary family to buy even a bicycle—where could traffic congestion come from?
Without traffic restrictions or speed limits, and without waiting for traffic lights, the boss Ni was very satisfied.
Passersby were continuously amazed.