After Uncle Yan learned that the driver was fine, he asked him to go down and rest.

He returned with a serious look on his face.

"Isn't the trial successful? Why are you still frowning? Something happened to the driver?"

When Zhang Yunming saw the other person's appearance, he stepped forward and asked.

"That's not."

Uncle Yan shook his head and said, "It's just that the young man told me some driving problems, and the trial was not very satisfactory."

"It is impossible to achieve perfection in everything. It is already very good to be able to succeed in the first trial."

Li Yu walked from the side, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and smiled and said, "Uncle Tong, you did a good job this time, keep working hard and try to get the train to drive on the land of Daxia as soon as possible."

"At that time, I will personally award you the medal of merit, and your deeds will also be recorded in the history of Daxia!"

Merit commendation!

Record history books!

Not only Yan Shutong, but also the rest of the people's eyes became hot, and they felt that all the suffering they had suffered before was worth it.
Chapter completed!