Kenny was startled by the man's low voice and came back to his senses. He spontaneously said 'oh'. When he started the car, his legs got out of control and he immediately stepped on the gas pedal.
The car shook violently, and the document the man was holding in the back seat slipped and fell to the floor.
"Can you drive properly?"
An ominous question ran down Kenny's eardrum, making him wipe his face tearlessly. "Sorry sir, my leg… cramps."
Kenny was heartbroken. He drove carefully along the road. Seeing the intersection in front of him had to turn right, he drove straight ahead.
The man stared deep behind him, his brows covered in ice. "Is this the right way to the center of commerce?"
Kenny was taken aback.
After slowing down the speed, he remembered that his master must go to the trading center to bid for land today.
Kenny glanced into the rearview mirror, bit into his scalp and said, "I'll turn around at the front."