nice to drive

A few seconds after this sentence was finished, He Qing opened the door and poked his head out, staring at Ying Yujiang who was smoking at the stairs, as if the roar just now didn't come from his mouth.

He Qing said: "Boss Ying, take me to the airport road."

The man who was called was stunned, with a cigarette in his mouth, he didn't ask any more questions, and nodded in response.

He Qing unpacked the bag of toiletries like demolition, and walked to the toilet.

He Qing stared at the mirror and looked at the day and night turned upside down but still handsome and domineering self, and lamented in her heart, fuck, you are hated for being handsome.

The old subsidiary company is going to close down. As a boss, I still have a little bit of thought of staying here...

His McLaren P1 last night is probably still parked on Jiuyanqiao Street, and he doesn't know if it will cause anything if it parks for one night.

If it is delayed or cut, it is his family's Dahong's life.

But now He Qing didn't have that much thought to think about it. If he wasn't too hungover and couldn't drive as soon as he got up, he would have asked for the key and drove past by himself.

There are some problems with the AudiTT, a new batch of mid-range sports cars that Jiabei Group has introduced this time. Audi headquarters in Beijing recalled them again and again. Customers complained, insurance companies settled claims, and lost millions of dollars.

When He Qing heard about the loss, his heart ached, but it was clear that someone wanted to torment him.

The company was in a state of panic, and this was not a big deal compared to losing money, but the reasons for the recall, including airbag problems, mechanical manufacturing problems, electronic control system problems, and fuel system problems, were not trivial, and directly affected the sales of this quarter.

The most important thing is that there are agents for this batch of goods.

In addition to Chengdu Jiabei, the agents also have agents in Shanghai and Hangzhou. The recall issues are all pointed to Chengdu. The new car has been recalled twice when it arrives. The customer is asked to hand over the car to the local 4S store, and the 4S store will ship it back to the manufacturer. Deal with it, this also prevents people from doing business

People from the company called the headquarters to negotiate. They said that Takata, the Japanese manufacturer of airbags, had gone bankrupt.

Jiabei Group couldn't afford it, and He Qing couldn't afford it even more, so they had to send all recalled customers' cars to the factory again and again within two months.

The word-of-mouth has been damaged by this coming and going. Most customers don’t care about the ins and outs, but only care about the customer experience. After a toss, it’s not just a matter of safety or insecurity.

He Qing had a gloomy face along the way, feeling uncomfortable.

Although it has long been easy to handle this kind of thing, but this time the difficulty of the matter is still unprecedented.

Ying Yu stepped on the brake to the bottom, saw He Qing hastily shouted "Thank you", turned around, took the document from the assistant who had been waiting for a long time, took off his coat, put on a suit, and Wear it as you go.

His assistant trotted beside him to explain the situation to him, and He Qing just lowered his head and listened with a serious expression.

He had never seen such congratulations.

Once in the group, managers and competent officials from various departments flocked from all sides, all of them were silent, watching Young Master He stepping in from the group gate with a sullen face. Take the stairs to the second floor, but there is no one there.

This time, he was so angry that He Qing went to Shanghai and Hangzhou to call in person. When the boss answered the phone, he sighed politely, and expressed his greetings to Chengdu Jiabei Group, and then Said, we don't know about this matter, Mr. He, you can ask the headquarters again?

Of the cities where the three major dealers are located, only Chengdu has been affected, so the implication is obvious. The persimmons have been picked softly. The purchasing power of Chengdu in the southwest is not as good as that of Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai, so Chengdu is the unlucky one.

This matter can be big or small, if it is big, it is suppressing Gabe, if it is small, it is just a loss of face, anyway, one family will suffer from this.

He Qing stayed at the company for two days, didn't go home, didn't go to the game, let alone Jingang, and didn't move the car.On the third day, I booked the air ticket and got up early in the morning. Father He sent a driver to pick up Heqing and drive to Shuangliu Airport. I took the plane at [-] o'clock and went to Hangzhou.

When I came back, it was late at night, the plane taxied for a while, and just stopped, He Qing lifted the blanket, the foot pad was hard, and one of the earphones with the seat audio plugged into the ear fell out, and the person in front of him The onboard display has finished playing a movie.

After answering a call from Lanzhou, he hung up the congratulations and lay down on the soft chair to rest, waiting for the stewardess to call him off the plane, with dark circles under his eyes.

The Sichuan Airlines bought this flight, the taste of the plane meal is not bad, and He Qing barely feels a little better.

Hangzhou Xiaoshan Airport is smaller than Shuangliu. Due to the showers in Chengdu, it was delayed for an afternoon, otherwise it would be time to go home and sleep at this point.

The congratulations are exhausting, but tomorrow he has to attend the one-year anniversary reception held by the authorized dealer of Chengdu Bentley, which is in a five-star hotel in Tongzilin, so close, he can't help but go, and it also involves Too many interests in the future.

When Audi recalled the matter, He Qing went to have a few meals with the boss in Hangzhou, drank wine, and talked about everything at the dinner table.

People can't help, and there's not much they can do. The Emperor Shan Gao is far away, so he can only say to help He Qing to ask.

At that time, He Qing raised his glass to toast, and said with a smile: "Then Mr. Lao Yu, next time you come to Chengdu, I, He Qing, will treat you well."

After dinner, when he was about to go to Hangzhou Xiaoshan Airport, Lanzhou called: "Qing'er, are you still going to Shanghai? If you want to go, I'll book a ticket to Pudong. You can't drink, so you can spend every day with me... "

He Qing was really annoyed, the thought of drinking for so many days made her stomach sick, and replied: "Whatever you love, I won't go."

As soon as a person feels uncomfortable, he becomes sleepy. He lay down on the plane and slept for two hours and was still sleepy. Seeing the stewardess smiling and telling him to get off the plane, He Qing smeared the newspaper on his face, and his voice was as low as dying: "I haven't woken up, can I fly another round trip?"

As soon as he got off the plane and walked onto the corridor bridge, the person who came to pick him up entered the customs and carried his luggage. Lanzhou also came, and the assistant filled him with a thermos of hot milk. He Qing took it and drank boiled water It seemed to be dry in one gulp.

Lan Zhou stared blankly at the side: "Oh my god, you go to Hangzhou to have a drink with your mother, and you can even drink milk with such vigor."

Then he gave a thumbs up: "Our love, awesome!"

He Qing rolled her eyes, punched Lan Zhou on the back, and said as she walked, "My stomach is bleeding fast!"

As if thinking of something suddenly, He Qing quickly added: "Don't register for me, I beg you, I have something to do tomorrow..."

As he said that, he remembered what happened to Tong Zilin, so he turned to the assistant who ran next to them and asked, "Can I not go to the Bentley wine competition?"

Lan Zhou's brows twitched when he heard it from the sidelines, what kind of wine fight, it's a dinner party...

The assistant said with some embarrassment: "The first anniversary of the opening...but if you really don't want to go, you can go to a banquet during dinner..."

He Qing waved his hand: "Then I won't go."

Tired to death all day long, Ying and Jiang's circle of friends doesn't have the time to be an adulterer, so what kind of dinner party is there for him!

Still determined to try again, the assistant quickly took out an invitation card from the file bag and spread it out to He Qing: "This is the invitation card for tomorrow, why don't you take a look at it?"

Congratulations received it, and Lan Zhou also stretched his neck to look at it. The two tapped their fingertips, both of them were attracted by the guest list. Looking down the calligraphy, they saw a huge splashed ink pattern printed with different words. The names of some dealers and acquaintances in the car circle, as well as their distinguished customers of the first Bentayga SUV in Chengdu.

He Qing frowned and said, "Bingley actually invites customers with such poor taste..."

Further down, should and will?

With a "cough", He Qing accepted the invitation under Lan Zhou's curious eyes, and handed it back to the assistant: "I thought about it, I still have to go tomorrow, make arrangements for me."

Lan Zhou was stunned, and hadn't figured out the situation yet: "Qing'er? Are you going to a duel?"

He Qing's face darkened, and he said, "Look at how well-designed Bentley's invitation is, you'll want to fly to the flame just by looking at it, unlike last year's Maserati, which has an Italian flavor..."

Lan Zhou snorted and said, "Isn't Maserati your first love? The last time his party was held at Wanda Reign, you didn't go!"

As soon as I got home at night, He Qing took a shower and tidied up. She had just blown her hair with a hair dryer before throwing her head into the pillow. Just as she was about to turn on her phone to set an alarm clock, she got her wish when she saw a WeChat message from Ying Yujiang pop up. .

Pangu Famous Car Museum: Congratulations, see you tomorrow.

Congratulations and joy, the exhaustion of the day was swept away, and I thought, it is good to have someone you like, and it is easy to do anything, and the motivation is endless.

Bugabe: Well, I'm back

A good night's sleep.

As for the mood, I am so happy, it's like taking a round trip on the plane.

……

The next day, Chengdu, Tongzilin.

He Qing got off a Bentley Mulsanne with a yellow card. This car has surging power, and the comfort of the back seat can be said to surpass the first-class cabin of Sichuan Airlines last night, which can fit his legs.

It's worth it to take a long-wheelbase version of the Mulsanne and see a wild general.

The car stopped directly at the gate of the hotel, and the red-carpeted roadside was crowded with people. The media friends who had been guarding the gate for a long time held up their cameras and clicked to take pictures. I was almost blind, so I had to smile and say hello.

When all the gods arrived at the venue and took their seats, He Qing sat in the first row of seats where he had marked his position, and stretched his neck to see if Ying and Jiang were there.

He needs to catch it and try to become domesticated.

When he glanced at Ying and Jiang in the third row, the man's eyes almost collided with his own, as if they were looking for each other with a search-like gaze, and after catching the target, the force with which they dragged out Bring some fireworks.

He Qing knew that Ying and Jiang were looking at him, and after a few seconds of staring at each other, they stopped entanglement. He Qing closed his eyes and turned around, straightened his back straighter as he sat upright, and stared straight at the stage.

Looking back, Ying Yujiang was seriously talking softly with the person on his left, let's just talk, it's still a woman, let's forget about a woman, it's still a young woman.

Damn, why don't you look at me?

He Qing was stunned, and he didn't know what he was eating, so he came up in a hurry, unbuttoned the second button on his collar shirt, turned half sideways, and talked to a boss behind him.

Just maintaining the half-turned posture, He Qing leaned on the back of the chair with one elbow, and pulled the tie with the other hand, revealing some collarbone faintly.

He only met the boss behind him once. He vaguely remembered that he was a Jeep dealer in Chengdu. He Qing tried hard to search for the poor knowledge about off-roading in his mind. The boss was also happy to have further conversations with He Shaoyou. Kung Fu went to see He Qing pull clothes, didn't think so much, just focused on you and me, there was nothing, and the two really chatted.

"It's still easy to sell, after all, it's a classic Jeep model..."

As He Qing was talking, he raised his eyes to glance at Ying Yujiang, and found that the woman next to him was still nagging, Ying Yujiang had already shut his mouth, and turned his head slightly to this side.

Look at me, I'm stupid, I'm going to tear my collar...

He Qing stared at the profile of Ying Yu Jiang's sideways face, maybe he was really sweating from the heat of the air conditioner in the venue, only felt hot, and pulled down the neckline a little.

He Qing smiled: "How good is Jeep, it looks better than the big G of Mercedes-Benz... Isn't it! The two-door is small and suitable for female car owners, huh? I don't have a girlfriend..."

The owner of the Jeep saw that he kept looking there, and the off-road seller was also a casual person, so he opened his mouth and asked, "Young Master He, do you know Mr. Ying?"

He Qing had been drinking for the past few days and his throat was not feeling well. Hearing this, he coughed lightly. At the moment he was coughing, Ying Yujiang raised his head, and his gaze hit him again.

The eyes of the two met again from a distance.

It's only a few days' business trip, but for He Qing, it's been too long.

He Qing's brain seemed to be convulsed, her chin was lifted slightly, and the delicate curve of the jawline was very clearly illuminated by the light.

He was in a bad mood, he opened his peach blossom eyes to see Ying and Jiang, and blinked.

The latter looked away instantly, took a deep breath, and sat up straight. He Qing also turned around and handed a business card to the boss, buttoned the neckline as it was at the beginning, turned around, and sat upright.

So fucking exciting!

He could no longer listen to what models Bentley brought to the Chengdu Auto Show this year, what electric concept car to release, and all he could see was the person sitting in the third row, which was much more important to him than the car.

However, there is a unique "Monaco Yellow" body color that is really eye-catching under the spotlight. He Qing is in a good mood and likes it. I think it is definitely like a warning light on the road.

"In the future, we will further explore markets with huge potential like western China..."

He listened to the familiar faces speaking on the stage, and silently chanted the next sentence in his heart: to bring more Chinese customers the most perfect products and exclusive service experience... He said this every year, and he didn't see more Luxury brands from all over the world come to Chengdu to open stores.

After the press conference was over, the main event was the banquet. He Qing was surrounded by a circle of familiar people. He Qing's eyes hurt even more from the diamonds on the necks of several wives.

He sipped the red wine little by little, and standing beside the booth at his height, he could see at a glance that Ying Yujiang put down his wine glass, filled another glass, and turned to toast with today's organizer.

He Qing is glad that no one is bothering him now, looking at Ying Yujiang's tall back, he has an addiction and suddenly wants to smoke.

I touched my pocket, but there was no fart, and found that I turned off the mute when I entered the venue, and now the phone is still vibrating.

He answered the phone and found that it was a friend he hadn't contacted for a long time, a rich man he met when he was picking up the car in Beijing.

The other side called to ask about the event held by Bentley in Chengdu today, and asked if there were any spy photos of Bentley's new models. The congratulations are nothing, so I patiently told them all, and joked. Would he fly to Shuangliu to bring that "Monaco Yellow" Bentley Continental back to Beijing?

He Qing narrowed her eyes and smiled, holding her mobile phone and said, "It's brand new, I've never seen such a flamboyant yellow car."

The cheerful person over there seemed to be really tempted, and said, "Just now you have to be nervous! When the car dealership next to Pangu Seven Stars was there, how could there be cars that we couldn't pick up in Beijing?"

He Qing's heart trembled when he mentioned Ying and General's previous property in Beijing, before he could speak, he asked again: "Hey, Ying and General are so awesome, can they do well in Chengdu?"

He Qing tidied up her emotions, and replied: "It's okay, you don't have to worry about food and clothing..."

The young master over there had some admiration in his tone, and said with a smile: "That's right, he can even intervene in your congratulations!"

After hearing this, He Qing grabbed the phone firmly: "What do you mean?"

The person on the other end of the phone let out an "ah" and was surprised: "No way, Young Master He, you don't know?"

So He Qing took the mobile phone and listened to him quietly at the Bentley reception. He felt that he could not hear all the sounds around him. He finally knew why the attitude of Hangzhou suddenly changed. When they came together, the assistant called and said that the recall should not be a big problem.

Now, all he can remember is the sentence of his friend from Beijing: "Ying Yujiang sold out all his favors in Beijing in order to help Gabe, right? Oh, I still hope that he will return to Beijing to earn some noodles for Chequaner." Son!"

The following words, "I've taken a fancy to a GT", "I've bought a lot from him", "The film made by his car master is the best in Beijing", etc., I can't listen to them all.

He Qing walked in a hurry, frowning, and took one step at a time to "excuse me". The microphone was taken on the stage, and the volume was slightly lowered.

"Hi everyone, I'm He Qing, I'll delay you for a few minutes."

He saw that among the crowd, General Ying Yu, who was a head taller than most of them, turned around and looked at him seriously.

"I would like to ask Mr. Ying from the Pangu Car Museum to go to the meeting room on the second floor with me to discuss things."

He Qing glanced at Ying and General, and clenched the microphone a little bit: "Please trouble Mr. Ying."

He saw that everyone around Ying Yu would consciously get out of the way, and he saw that Ying Yu would step towards him.

The two, one in front of the other, were evenly matched in appearance and height, attracting the attention of countless people.

He Qing was at the elevator entrance on the second floor, pushed open the door of the safe passage, and stood facing Ying and Jiang in the corridor just like they were outside the emergency room of West China Hospital.

As soon as they entered, several reporters rushed outside. They were all lying at the door listening to the movement inside. Although some of them were not from the car circle, they still heard a little about the Jingang Circuit, and they became even more excited.

The two of them stood still, He Qing just looked straight at the silent general, the anger in his brows was almost tangled up, and the skin that had been scarred by the neckline just now could still be glimpsed in the sunlight of the corridor one two.

He Qing felt unspeakably uncomfortable, and sneered, "Ying Yujiang, my affairs, my group's affairs, have I let you take care of them? Do you still want to go back to Beijing? You offended over there... "

He hadn't finished speaking when his ear exploded.

He Qing heard Ying Yujiang speak in a low voice.

"Do not want to."