135 F*** You Zhang Bing!

Yang Ming was certain that Zhang Bing would call again later. Hence, he ignored the phone call. As expected, after half an hour, Zhang Bing called again, "Yang Ming, why didn't you accept the phone call before? Are you and Lan Ling..."

"Damn, what are you thinking? I was having a meal at my house. I didn't hear it." Yang Ming scolded, "Did you need anything?"

"Come over to my house tomorrow. Both of us will be registering into a driving school. Please don't forget about it!" Zhang Bing reminded him.

"I won't forget! Oh, ya, can you help me to pass this message to Uncle Zhang? I told my parents I am working at Uncle Zhang's company. I have a monthly salary of three thousand yuan. Don't make any mistake on it!" Yang Ming suddenly remembered that he didn't inform Zhang Bing about his job yet. If Zhang Bing came over to visit, then Yang Ming's parents may ask, and his lie would be exposed.