Chapter One Thousand and Fifteen

Some people like to drive fast and fast, and some people like to drive fancy and show off their skills, but in fact, driving steadily is the most difficult thing.

Drag racing is very risky, whether it is a passionate enthusiast or a world champion, they have actually had accidents, but if the success rate is high, then they are very successful.

Why is it difficult to drive steadily, because you can't make mistakes, once is always a failure.

Stability is not something you can manifest once, twice, or several times. The second is that you will not make a single mistake on such a long road.

The real test of technology is to complete it safely on this kind of non-standard road. Experienced drivers can drive on potholes and make you fall asleep, but most people's driving will make you feel uncomfortable, because the road is inherently uneven.

Qin Feng knew that the old driver was terrible, because he himself once pursued such stability.

He had a deep understanding before that minecarts would fall into potholes if they were not careful, and dead people were common.

Of course, it is not very scary, there is still a fault tolerance rate, and it will not be as scary as driving military vehicles on the Qinghai-Tibet Highway back then.

Soon, Qin Feng also finished.

It seems that the road is not long, but as long as you make a mistake, it is impossible to put together the tofu again.

Yaoguang has fulfilled her role very well, of course it is easy, if there is someone else, she can do it with her hands.

Qin Feng was very resentful, he cut himself a knife, but did not see any magical magic.

When Gao Fushuai and the old driver beside him saw Qin Feng get off the car, they did not feel the joy of completing the test, on the contrary, they seemed to be aggrieved and dissatisfied.

After checking, it is confirmed that Qin Feng has finished, isn't this his best state?

It was already perfect, and the completion time was even faster than the old driver, but Qin Feng was still very angry.

The uncle who recruited Qin Feng smiled meaningfully: "It's true that there are strong hands among the strong.

What he looks at is tall, rich and handsome, you can act like you have money, and you can also pretend to be skilled.

"Let's go w"!"

Gao Fushuai didn't want to say anything anymore, he turned around and left with the old driver, and after a few steps out, he turned back to the female boss and said: "This time, you insisted on going your own way. If anything happens, I promise, you will really be finished."

The female boss is also very firm: "Thank you, Vice President Ling, for your concern."

They broke up so unhappy, Qin Feng didn't understand at all.

The female boss was very happy to see Qin Feng's performance, and came over and said, "I think the salary can be doubled!"

What should have been happy, but Qin Feng felt that it was wrong when he heard it. Did the female boss throw her hand because of too much money?

Although Qin Feng seems to have changed his luck, but luck is luck, and the boss is not stupid, throwing money at you casually?

So Qin Feng asked one more question: "What is my job really about?"

"Strange, doesn't it? We'll..."

Halfway through the female boss's speech, the uncle stopped her and said, "It's like this, this is the singer Mengxin in front of you, really don't you know her?"

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, then he slapped his thigh and suddenly realized: "No wonder it looks familiar, I've heard your song before!"

I have to say that Mengxin is a superstar in the music industry. It is impossible to say that you have never heard her songs. You can hear her songs playing everywhere when you go out. Even if you don’t go out, the Internet information will be bombarded with her songs.

Uncle saw that Qin Feng's reaction was not strong, and seemed a little disappointed: "Her fans are many, many, some of them are very fanatical.

"Oh." Qin Feng nodded, and then?

What does this have to do with my job? Is it because fanaticism is extremely dangerous?

It doesn't make sense. With so many fans, it's not a trivial matter to just hire someone to drive. It's a man's pleasure to drive a beautiful woman even if he is not an admirer.

Besides, so what about fanaticism, fans of fanaticism are generally teenagers.

A person with a sound mind will not do irrational things, at least a woman will not make a normal person crazy and lose his mind, this Mengxin is indeed very beautiful, but who has never seen a P picture, you want more There are good-looking ones.

When it comes to beauties, Qin Feng still thinks the handicrafts at home are the most perfect.

So he doesn't react much, he doesn't chase stars, and he doesn't like listening to music very much.

The uncle had no choice but to continue: "The reason why we are in such a hurry to recruit people is because we are going to perform abroad soon, and the driver we agreed to temporarily has an accident. Well, the situation in the area where the performance is performed is not very peaceful..."

That's right, it's dangerous!

Sure enough, people are rational, no matter how beautiful a beauty is, if it comes to their own safety, self-protection is the first priority.

"So that's how it is. It's going to a dangerous place abroad." Qin Feng nodded slowly.

"Yes, a charity performance organized by the United Nations."

This time Mengxin said: "The situation is like this, there will be danger in the local area, if you don't want to..."

"No problem, I'm not afraid." Qin Feng immediately agreed.

Now that he understands the words, he feels at ease. If it is dangerous, he is a man who wants to jump off the mountain.

There are two situations for people returning from the dead road, one is frightened and dare not die any more, and the other is no longer afraid of death.

Qin Feng is the latter, what's so great, just pretend that he has died.

With this kind of thinking, he doesn't care, not only does he not care about life and death, he is not very interested in seeing gods.

Mengxin breathed a sigh of relief: "`||That's good, you get ready and we'll set off right away, is that okay?"

"No problem, I can leave anytime." Qin Feng answered very simply.

I came back from the half-mountain that led to the dead end, and I have nothing to say about my funeral.

"Then I'll prepare too, Uncle Guan, take him and the others to the airport first."

It turned out that the uncle's surname was Guan, and there were two other people traveling with him, and Qin Feng soon met him.

Those two were bodyguards, a man and a woman, obviously hired temporarily, and they didn't follow Mengxin in China.

So they came to the airport first and waited for Monroe to get on the plane together.

Qin Feng feels (Qian Zhaozhao) that the two bodyguards are a bit different, the key is that kind of temperament, which makes people feel uncomfortable when they get close.

In the waiting room, Uncle Guan went to pick up Mengxin, and the man and woman were as stern as black and white and did not speak.

Qin Feng was sitting far away from them, at this moment Yao Guang who was sitting on his shoulder suddenly said: "You are not that simple this time."

"How do you say, can you still tell fortunes?"

"Never mind, I've told you what happened.

Yao Guang also looked at the man and the woman: "The man killed seven people, and the woman killed two."

Qin Feng was surprised when he heard this: "Although you are a god, don't talk nonsense, they are bodyguards, not killers."

Yao Guang said lightly: "This has already happened, I won't talk nonsense."

Qin Feng looked at the men and women sitting over there again, and felt that things were even more difficult, and there was probably something else he didn't know.

Weird, is a famous singer so complicated around him?

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