Chapter 55

Bak laughed warmly and reached out to put his arm around his father's shoulder: "It's nothing, not that big of a deal... You should stay home, Mom hasn't finished counting the money yet."

Ba Dacheng wouldn't have it: "We must go! Call your mom and take her with us. Why should she count? The bank's counting machine is much faster, right? Shufen! Let's go!" He picked up a knife, and his tone changed. Liu Shufen, holding a wad of money, was startled.

Bak still went up to take the knife from his father: "Really, there's no danger. Let's go, let's go, and we can go out for a meal on the way."

So they packed up and went out. Bak kept the cheap flip phone that was likely used by Uncle Cheng for the crime, as his own counterfeit phone had been found and thrown into the lake. Then there was a small bag of keys found on a few people, including several car keys.

Since the adults were going, and the younger sister was coming along, Liu Changyuan didn't care anymore. The family of five walked to the roadside and saw a shiny black Passat parked there. Honestly, it looked more impressive than the white BMW. Before Ba Dacheng could react, his son beeped the car open: "This is also a reward for me. It's a real family car now, drive with peace of mind!" Bak didn't really care about the formalities; he wouldn't be heartbroken if it was lost.

The family's reaction to this car was completely different from the white BMW: "Is it really ours?" Liu Shufen almost dropped the bag of money, quickly stuffed it into her son's hands, and rushed over to touch it, feeling it all over: "Not bad! A good car, even your dad's workshop director doesn't have one. I think the principal of my school has one like this. Can you take us to school tomorrow?"

Seeing her excitement, the two sisters quickly helped her into the car to enjoy it. Bak, holding the bag of money, sent his father to the passenger seat: "Sure, sure, I can take you to school every day."

The Railway Middle School was a bit far, but the primary school was very close, just one stop away. Liu Shufen just wanted to show off!

Even Ba Dacheng, sitting in the car, kept nodding: "Not bad, really not bad. I feel much more solid in this car than in that BMW. Not bad..." He didn't have many adjectives, just "not bad."

He wasn't wrong. Although the BMW had a big name, this was a top-of-the-line model, while the other was a low-end one. The difference in internal configuration was significant. Just opening the DVD player behind the front headrests was enough to make the sisters chatter excitedly. When Bak pressed a button to raise the electric sunshade on the rear window, the whole family marveled. Liu Shufen sat on one side, putting on airs like a leader, looking incredibly happy.

Bak had to input the address of the New World Logistics Market on the central navigation system to find the direction. They drove smoothly and steadily. Ba Dacheng leaned forward to check the fuel consumption. Bak suggested: "Why don't you learn to drive? This car can be for you in the future?"

Ba Dacheng shook his head: "You drive!"

Bak smiled: "Really, I'll drive the truck we're going to find. You heard them; they bought a used truck for the crime. It's convenient for me to use for transportation. They're all caught, so no one wants it. We'll have two cars at home, and it would be a waste to leave one unused."

Ba Dacheng was intrigued: "I'll drive the truck? When I was young, I wanted to be a truck driver, but I couldn't afford to give gifts, so I had to take over your grandfather's job as a mechanic... A big steering wheel, how comfortable!"

Bak didn't fuss: "Okay! We'll sign you up when we get back."

Ba Dacheng then remembered: "Can you drive a truck? Do you have a license?"

Hmm? Bak, who could drive any vehicle, including tanks and armored cars, realized he didn't have a license. He scratched his head: "Alright, I'll go sign up with you. Mom, did you bring our IDs?" He usually wore big shorts to work and didn't like carrying his ID, which the kidnappers hadn't thrown away.

Liu Shufen proudly said: "I need to save money! I brought IDs for all five of us."

Alright, they might as well deposit the money first. This time, the old couple insisted on using Bak's new ID to open an account. Bak, however, took out 200,000 yuan and used the sisters' IDs to deposit 100,000 yuan each. Back in the car, he gave them the bank cards and IDs: "Take care of them. This is your dowry. When I make more money, I'll add to it. You're rich kids now, so be at ease and study more..."

Unexpectedly, the two girls didn't react. They just held the cards and IDs, looking down silently. Bak had already started the car when the tearful older sister couldn't hold back and started crying. Then the younger sister followed, and they both ended up sobbing in stereo!

The younger sister's voice was a bit softer, purely following her sister. Her big eyes kept looking at Bak with a pout.

Liu Shufen couldn't stop them from crying. Bak, helpless, stopped the car by the roadside and turned to look at them: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Yi handed back the card and ID with both hands: "We... miss Mom... We had no money then... Brother, you keep it. We're a family..." She hiccuped, and Xiao Zhao followed suit.

Bak didn't hesitate, took them, and put them in his pocket: "Learn to enjoy the present and live well now. Don't think too much. As long as I'm here, the family won't suffer again."

Liu Shufen was truly relieved by this. She put her arm around the sisters: "Mom will love you for life. Don't think about it, the future will be good."

Ba Dacheng looked at them with loving eyes.

However, when the Passat drove into a large, uneven outdoor parking lot, Ba Dacheng's eyes were filled with confusion.

Bak was also confused: "I didn't expect it to be so big!" It was really big, with thousands of trucks of all sizes lined up in countless rows. There was a large circle of storefronts around, all of which were freight companies, once again showing Bak the population density and rapid development in the country!

In Europe, everything was sparse, with just a few birds here and there, and not much competition. In China, however, it was always like this, no wonder people generally felt the pressure of life and employment.

What else could they do but search one by one?

Fortunately, they didn't have to get out of the car. They drove slowly, searching each row of the dense forest of vehicles. Bak had to rely on his somewhat professional memory to find the truck, whose license plate might have been changed.

At least this Passat didn't have the same license plate as during the kidnapping.

The slow pace made many truck drivers think they were looking for work, and they kept knocking on the car window to ask if they needed a truck.

This made the Ba family father and son a bit gloomy: "This... being a truck driver doesn't seem so easy?"

Really, for Bak, the Passat wasn't as useful as the truck. The truck was a means of livelihood, while the car was a depreciating asset. Moreover, he didn't have the proper documents for either car, so he couldn't sell them!

Was it really only a matter of going back and living off the one million yuan?

So when they found the blue-cab, gray-body truck after more than an hour, Bak wasn't that excited. He tried a few keys and found the right one, along with the key to the cargo box. He opened the cargo box door...

The nearly three million yuan white supercar still lay quietly inside, with only a bit of light from the ventilation port shining on its alluring body, adding to its mystery and nobility!

But, in Bak's temporary plan, there was no place for this noble supercar. He had come for the truck.

It was a complete case of buying the box and returning the pearl!

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