nice to drive

When driving home that night, He Qing asked Ying and Jiang to get off the car at the gate of the community.

Ying Yujiang's Mercedes-Benz Big G parked outside the community, walked a few steps and was called back, seeing He Qing throwing an umbrella out of the car window: "Give it back to you!"

After happily driving the car home to the garage, He Qing took a lot of effort to park the George Patton, which was two laps larger than the Land Cruiser, into the garage.

I can’t stop, or I’ll just keep this George Button, my favorite McLaren P1, and the Centenario that was said to be repaired and sent back…

No, how could I sacrifice other cars for this car.

But he couldn't bear to park his car at the group's side... In case he showed the car to someone who was not light or heavy, who couldn't afford the price, the repair fee would be enough.

That Centenario was repaired so badly that his father tried his best to get him this car, and he even reminded him, what kind of congratulations are you driving?Don't hit it, it's not easy to repair.

Borrowing his father's auspicious words, he was hit on the first day.

After thinking about it, He Qing circled Ying Yu's George Patton for a long time, checked the headlights and tires, went around to the rear of the car, and kicked it twice.

He squinted at the "Beijing AYC888" written on the license plate, thinking.

Well, this license plate has to be replaced. Should I return this license plate to General Ying or keep it for myself?

That's not right, the car will be given away, and the license plate will also be given away?The license plate has never been registered, this brand should be given to the general, he must go back to Beijing, and this license plate is definitely not cheap, and it is not very useful to keep it in Chengdu...

Then He Qing turned over the two car covers for a long time before coming out, and happily took the elevator upstairs from the garage.

As soon as he arrived at the living room, he saw that there was only one European-style floor lamp turned on in the living room, and the light was dim.

Looking to the side, He Qing saw his father, who had returned home from a business trip, sitting on the sofa, staring at him gloomily.

Based on her intuition cultivated in the past 20 years, He Qing felt that it was not a good thing.So at this moment, the 36 plan is the best policy.

He Qingshan held a pair of trousers in his hand and George Patton's car keys in his hand. With two long legs, he walked upstairs while groping for the railing in his light: "Dad, I want to go to the toilet. ..."

He heard a shout behind him: "Come back!"

Seeing such a scene, He Qing had no choice but to let go, walked over obediently, with her hands behind her back, and stood upright facing Father He: "Dad."

Father He got a little fat in middle age, but he was much younger compared to his peers.He is famous in the business world for his iron-blooded wrists, and he also has a relatively rigid temperament. Apart from meetings and business trips, he flies around all day long, just to come back to check the work of congratulations.

However, He Qing is the type who came out of the high-pressure policy and rebounded too much.The stricter the family was, the more he wanted to make trouble, so on the night when he was full, he resisted his father once and jumped out of the window on the first floor of the house.

After that night, Father He knew that the child couldn't be controlled anymore, so he simply threw some affairs to him one after another, allowing him to grow wildly.

But at that time, Father He didn't expect that He Qing could be so barbaric?

Every time at the He family's family banquet or at the shopping mall gatherings, outsiders and relatives mentioned the congratulations, and they were full of praise, and the congratulations were also called "uncle" and "auntie" very sweetly.

He Qing was always praised for being handsome, with a good figure, good brains, and a good businessman. Then, every time Father He listened to it, he couldn't help but add in his heart that he was also very skilled and a prodigal.

After all, He Qing's fights and messes can be directly proportional to the number of times all his cars were scratched and hit.

Every time Father He accused He Qing of problems, He Qing would keep his mouth shut and would not refute, adopting a passive resistance policy, Father He would always say that he was stubborn and invulnerable, and in the end he even used the four-character phrase "overgrown weeds" up.

Now that He Qing has really grown up, Father He has fewer opportunities to take care of him, but every time he talks about cars, he still has to say a few words about him.

For example, Father He is staring at him now, and said, "Put the things in your hand on the table."

Clenching her hands unconsciously, He Qing thought that his father must not take this car away, coughed, and said solemnly: "Dad, this is a gift from someone else."

Father He scolded in a cold voice: "Give it away? He Qing, how many cars have you bought this year? When you bought a McLaren last time, you promised me that this car would cost tens of millions. What happened? It's my birthday, and I saw Lamborghini again, what is that, Sente..."

Knowing that his father has been trying to improve his English recently, He Qing could not help but answer: "Centenario."

Father He put on a serious face, and his voice became a little louder: "I know!"

He Qing put her hands behind her back and didn't dare to speak again. Seeing that his father didn't say a word for a long time, she tentatively said, "Did you see it?"

Father He sneered, with a voice like Hong Zhong: "George Button, this displacement, this noise, the whole community has woken up!"

With an "oops" on his lips, He Qing became stubborn and retorted without hesitation: "It was really given by someone else. That person cut my McLaren into pieces!"

He looked at his father's suspicious eyes, and retorted: "Maybe that person couldn't think about it for a while, so he compensated me for this George Patton!"

"Well, then."

"Then, my dad confiscated the key."

He Qing leaned on the back of the seat, and glanced at Ying Yujiang in the passenger seat: "Okay, buddy, I will return the license plate to you next time, my dad is quite easy to talk to!"

It has been five days since the night of the test drive. Once these five days passed, as soon as his father left, he seemed to be unable to control his heels, and came to the Pangu Famous Car Museum again. It seemed that Ying and General had an afternoon meeting in person. , I can't help but sigh the importance of a high IQ.

Hearing the word "brother", Ying Yujiang felt a headache, he was seven years older than He Qing anyway, so why can't he just say "brother"?

Of course, this kind of request was too much for the arrogant He Qing, and Ying Yujiang felt that He Qing was overwhelmed and called him "Boss Ying".

Ying Yujiang held his breath and didn't speak, and continued to listen to He Qing's chatterbox with a cold face: "My dad thinks I spent a lot of money on buying the Centenario, how can I be diligent and thrifty in managing the house."

Tens of millions of cars, He Qing said that if you are diligent and thrifty, you are diligent and thrifty.

Then, Ying and General He Qing got out of the car, and stood beside the pavilion of the entry and exit barrier of the parking lot of Pangu Famous Car Museum, watching helplessly which Centenario He Qing drove over, directly under the barrier that closed the entrance, It's gone.

He Qing passed the gear lever in this way, parked the car aside, and stretched out her head to call out to the general.

"How is it? Isn't it too thrifty!"

Ying and Jiang smiled when they heard the words, didn't they say that they don't need to speak Beijing dialect, and taught that idiot a lesson.

Employees passing by around nodded to Ying and Jiang. Seeing that the boss was in a good mood today, another Centenario, which is estimated to be the only one in Sichuan, was parked next to him.

Ying and Jiang Jian He Qing still exposed half of their heads, wiped their hair, turned their handsome face sideways, and looked in the rearview mirror.

So Ying Yu stepped on his military boots, raised his iron arm, and stretched out his hand to block the man's camera, with a livid face: "Go to work."

When Congratulations came today, Ying and General were still having a meeting in the conference room. A dozen or so people in front of him watched him pick up a department manager, and he sat down on his seat without raising his eyelids: "Speak."

The performance has declined recently, and Ying and the generals are also angry, forcing the leaders of each department to go up and reflect for more than ten minutes before waving their hands and adjourning the meeting directly.

When he came out of the meeting room, he saw He Qing sitting on the sofa in the lobby with a glass of lemonade, wrapped in a cotton coat, and still on the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Lanzhou was playing mahjong, and the sound was loud: "Qing'er, why can't you catch people when you have free time? Have you caught someone's eye? Have you abandoned me?"

He Qing was disdainful, and her two thin eyebrows frowned: "Are you in charge?"

"..."

Congratulations on the other end of the phone saw that Yingyu opened the door of the conference room over there, hurriedly withdrew her peeping gaze, posed in a very chic sitting posture, and hurriedly added another sentence: "Okay, how long is he, how long are you, how long can you than?"

This sentence fell into Ying Yujiang's ears when he was still born, he froze for a moment, and caught He Qingcai's eyes.

How long is it, how long is it... What is he looking at me for.

He Qing had a face full of embarrassment, seeing that Ying and Future almost didn't stand up directly, she just endured waiting for Ying and Jiang to get closer, and asked him, "How long have you been waiting?"

He Qingxiao didn't even bother to smile anymore, and Youyou said, "Not long, I just came here."

Ying and Jiang looked down at their watch, it was clearly past five o'clock.He remembered that when he was in the conference room, it was three o'clock when the staff came in to announce.

After get off work hours, and after He Qing performed Lamborghini's frugal housekeeping, Ying and Jiang took out his matte black Mercedes-Benz G. After seeing it, He Qing immediately decided that he was going to drive this car today .

The headlights of this car must be blown.

As soon as He Qing got into the car, she began to fasten her seat belt obediently, and asked while fastening it, "Did you deliberately flash me with this light before?"

Should and will be silent.

Isn't that a flash of congratulations with this light?

It flashed so that He Qing's blush and eyes were red, and his fair neck was flushed with water, and Ying Yu's eyes were red.

But at that time, he really didn't have much thought about He Qing, he simply thought that this kid was very funny, he deserved to be beaten at first sight, but at the second...

But at that time, both of them were legendary figures standing at the top of the situation, and they had already been rumored to be enemies in the car circle. When they met, they seemed to be extremely jealous when they met. Then grab customers.

Speaking of which, it's also thanks to Ying Xiaoer, if he hadn't scratched He Qing's McLaren when he was drunk, He Qing probably would have been looking at him with sinister eyes for the rest of his life.

Not much better, though.

After he didn't answer He Qing's question directly, He Qing drove very fast again, relying on his frequent running around the corners of the track, his skills were not bad, once he got on the road, he was easy to let his temper go, and no one was there except himself Watching from the sidelines is not a good habit.

This Mercedes-Benz Big G is square and upright, roaring loudly, wrapped in the cold wind, and soared all the way up the second ring road. Today, He Qing said that he wanted to go to the east gate, and go home after a short drive.

When they got off the Second Ring Road and took the auxiliary road out, He Qing was looking at Ying and Jiang from time to time, but suddenly caught a glimpse of several cars following for a long time in the rearview mirror, and they were all uniform black Volkswagen Phaetons, He Qing understood The car, it seems that the car model is the same.

"Hey," He Qing called out to the general, "there is a car following behind."

Hearing this, Ying and Jiang immediately stretched out their hands to adjust the rearview mirror, frowned, their eyes were full of cruelty, and their voice was a little hoarse: "It's a man with a single surname. I think I'm the only one in the car today."

It's not that they have never experienced congratulations on this kind of occasion, but it is obvious that Ying and Jiang are familiar with dealing with these situations.

He Qing took a look at the speed limit on this road. He had almost stepped on the speed limit. He grabbed the steering wheel and shouted: "Sit tight!"

Unexpectedly, Ying Yujiang took off his seat belt directly, leaned over to straighten He Qing's head that turned his head frequently, and yelled at him: "Don't look back."

"Now, you pull over to the side of the road."

"Aren't you afraid that they will pounce on you? What if this bunch of idiots..."

The word "gun" in He Qing's mouth was interrupted by General Ying and said, "Let me open it instead."

Hearing what Ying Yujiang said, his eyes widened, the steering wheel in his hand was still not turned, and the accelerator pedal was not loose.

"Your skeleton is smaller, pass here through the central control."

While talking, Ying Yujiang still restrained him with his warm and powerful hands, He Qing couldn't move, he gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly, "What about you?"

"Congratulations."

At this moment, He Qing even felt that every time this person put down his cold face and called him by his full name, nothing good would happen.

Getting closer, Ying and Jiang's bright eyes and sword eyebrows fell into He Qing's eyes.

Ying Yujiang's voice was extremely soft, so soft that it seemed that He Qing felt that this person was coaxing him: "I'll get out of the car."

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