"I'll go rent a car," Lin Chuan smiled.
"I'll take you there," Song Xiaojia said hurriedly.
Song Xiaojia came by car, parking her Beetle in the garage at home that she hadn't driven until now. During the Chinese New Year, it finally came in handy. Song Xiaojia drove Lin Chuan to the entrance of a car rental company. On the first day of the new year, the rental company was still open. Lin Chuan was their first customer.
He rented a Ford with a daily fee of five hundred yuan.
The New Year prices were non-negotiable, and there was no choice of cars. After paying the deposit and photocopying his ID card, the procedures were quickly completed.
"Mr. Lin, you can return the car directly to our Jiangbei City branch," the man smiled. "My colleagues there will confirm the documentation for me, and the deposit will be returned directly to your bank card as long as there's no problem with the car. There won't be any issue."
"Okay," Lin Chuan nodded.
