nice to drive

When I woke up, my whole body was sore.

He Qing closed her eyes and refused to open them. She was wrapped in a quilt and rolled over on the bed. The temperature of the heater was turned on just right, so she wouldn't catch cold, and wouldn't let the short hair on the back of her neck be wet with fine sweat.

He stretched out his arm and touched it to the side, it was empty.

He sat up again, rubbed his eyes, bowed his head, his body was clean, everything was tidied up, and his pajamas were changed into new ones.

Should and will?

The first time he touched the phone, he only opened one eye, not being too used to the light, and slowly swiped open the interface to see the message from Ying and Jiang.

Pangu Famous Car Hall: The car hall is urgent, let's go first.Breakfast is on the table.

He Qing's eyes lit up. Although she was not very comfortable, she still took a quick shower and walked down the stairs at home, buttoning up her cardigan while looking up at the clothes on the table. breakfast.

... It's porridge again, with corn grits and a piece of sesame seed cakes on the side.

The sesame seed cakes were fried so that there was no oil at all, and they were dry, and they were placed upside down. The skin underneath was fried crispy, and it was yellow and fragrant. It was so fragrant from afar.

But congratulations can't be eaten.

At this moment, he would rather have a bowl of spicy beef noodles, or dry pea noodles, preferably with a bowl of noodle soup made from pork bones, sprinkle some green onion on top, and put a few shredded kelp on top.

The world is delicious.

He took a look at the food on the table and once again felt the difference in diet between the North and the South.

Sighing, He Qing still walked over, took the porridge and drank it in one gulp, holding her nose, reached for the cake, opened her mouth to bite, was choked so hard that she almost couldn't swallow it.

Damn, it's sweet!

Congratulations made me almost roll my eyes, and I don't know where to buy the biscuits. There are sweet biscuits in Chengdu, and they are all from the north, right?

Before he could breathe, he saw that Ying Yujiang had sent him a message, asking him what he wanted to eat tonight.

He Qing clasped her mobile phone and typed for a while, simply and directly expressing that she wanted to eat the old wharf hot pot.

He completely forgot about the bad stomach, and thought that eating soup pot should not be a big problem, so he added that it was okay to eat soup pot.

If you eat soup pot, you can get a plate of spicy millet.

After posting it, I went back to my room and continued to sleep. I guess it was because I tossed so hard last night that my whole body fell apart, and I couldn't even stand up under the quilt.

I can't bear the thought of the excitement of last night.

I can't stand it.

As soon as the meal arrived, Ying and Jiang drove the car into the garage of He's family, and carried He Qing downstairs. As soon as the car drove into the second ring road, He Qing felt that the direction was wrong. This was not the way to Yulin. Face said: "Hey, you're going the wrong way."

Ying and Jiang just cared about driving and watched the road, without even looking at He Qing, they replied: "Eat something else."

He Qing stared: "What to eat?"

Taking advantage of the heavy traffic and being stuck at the tunnel entrance, Ying and Jiang reached out and pinched the back of He Qing's neck, and said seriously, "Porridge and side dishes."

Grass, still alive.

At this time, the phone rang, and He Qing checked that it was his father's, and answered, "Hello, Dad?"

Father He's voice was gloomy on the other end of the phone: "He Qing, you didn't go to the meeting today?"

He Qing's eyelids twitched, she scolded herself for being forgetful, she was in a daze for a moment, completely forgot that there was a meeting to be held this morning, and said quickly: "I don't feel well, so I didn't go."

His father was basically indifferent to matters other than his body, and he didn't really notice that He Qing was outside at the moment, but now his tone softened a bit: "What's wrong?"

"Ass hurts."

After finishing this sentence, He Qing almost bit his tongue, only to hear his father anxiously say: "What's going on? I'll contact the family doctor..."

Don't come, do you want to lose face?

He Qing coughed, her face was calm, and she didn't know who to show her seriousness to: "No need, Dad, I just knocked down the stairs by myself. What kind of doctor is it? I can wrestle at home. Isn't it embarrassing?"

Father He pondered for a while, felt that what he said made sense, and asked again: "Is it serious?"

He Qing nodded, turned his head and glanced at Ying Yujiang, who was suppressing a smile, and said "hmm" indiscriminately, feeling that his attitude was not convincing, and said firmly: "It's not serious, really, I can still go Woolen cloth."

Father He on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and said, "Then why don't you go to the meeting?"

Damn, it's over.

……

In the days that followed, there were more business affairs in the company, and there were more various entertainments, and I still didn't dare to drink a little bit of wine.

People in the business field have heard of He Qing's name for a long time, and the news that He Qing started drinking has long been spread. After this, He Qing refused, saying that his stomach was not good enough to drink, thinking that it was He Qing who refused to give them As for the face, He Qing wanted to throw the hospital diagnosis report in someone's face.

Believe it or not, I can't drink it anymore.

The days when he couldn't eat spicy food were becoming more and more painful for He Qing. No matter how many times he kissed him, Ying and Jiang couldn't relieve the longing for the pepper in their hearts. He held his mobile phone and sent messages in the WeChat group.

Bujiabei: I will be expelled from Chengdu if I don’t eat spicy food

Lanzhou: silly b

FtAnG: [voice]

He Qing turned on the voice, longing to hear a word of comfort from his good brother, but Fengtang also said, still in the voice: "Stupid."

Bouncing her head on the passenger seat, He Qing squinted at Ying Yujun, who was wearing the seat belt, and the latter turned to look at him: "Have you been scolded by Fengtang?"

He Qing's voice sounded like she was about to die: "No...well..."

Forget it, food is just a kind of existence to supplement the energy of the body, and I am a handsome seven-foot man, so I can't be bothered by it.

He sat up, still grimacing, Ying Yujiang saw him like this, reached out and rubbed his stomach, and said coldly: "Don't let him take you to steal food."

"understood."

He Qing was so rubbed that he almost hiccupped, trying to divert this painful topic, reached out to turn on the car radio, and tuned a few channels randomly.

"Chengdu, as a new first-tier city, will it have the opportunity to be equal to Beijing and Shanghai..."

Before finishing this sentence, He Qing turned off the radio with a "snap", and reached out to tune another channel.

Ying and Jiang were turning the steering wheel, and turned to laugh at him: "What are you doing with such a big reaction?"

"It's still a new front line. Is it important to be a new front line or not? We don't care at all, we just want to be paralyzed..."

After finishing the sentence, He Qing yawned, listening to the new channel still playing that kind of earthy TV shopping music, she didn't bother to care about it, and didn't have the energy to do it.

He looked at a native Beijing old man who finally sat in front of him, and at a real estate advertisement that he just passed by. , Look at the house in the high-tech zone on the South Extension Line. It was snatched up by a group of grandsons who speculated last year... Is it the same in Beijing? The rise in housing prices is not the fault of real estate developers. The locals have some money , I bought a car."

"You are very good. If you sell cars, you will come to Chengdu to sell them. People here are greedy for enjoyment. It doesn't matter whether they have money or not. If there are good ones, enjoy them first. That's why the second-hand car market in Chengdu is also very good."

Congratulations finished the long story, and as a standard, "Chengdu blows", talking about the Sichuan Basin like a cornucopia, and I was flustered with joy.

Isn't it because of this unique condition that he will be attracted here? It's simply fate.

Thinking about it, he stretched out his palm to rest on Yingyu Jiang's leg, and scratched his leg with his fingertips, making Yingyu Jiang's blood surge from scratching, and whispered: "Don't make trouble."

As soon as the voice fell, the shopping music on the radio channel stopped, and then the commercial was supposed to be the topic, and the strange music sounded again, accompanied by bursts of human voices.

"Huiren Shenbao Tablets, 18 years of professional kidney tonifying, 22 traditional Chinese medicines, three effects in one, 80.00% efficiency of kidney health care medicine!"

Fuck, what is this all about?

He Qing blushed, heard Ying and Jiang beside him laughing in a low voice, withdrew his hands from his thighs as if they were being burned, scolded himself for being cheap, and struggled to change the FM radio.

He pressed it for a while but didn't press it down, turned the switch again, turned down the sound a bit, sat in the car stupidly, Ying and Jiang were still driving, and vaguely heard a sentence from the stereo: "Kidneys are overdrawn." ? Try Shenbao Tablets! Make up for the overdrawn kidneys!"

As for He Qing, he usually speaks a yellow accent and occasionally a sentence or two is fine, but when he really meets him, he becomes stupid, unable to utter a word, and his mind is full of the scene he and Ying Yujiang shook in their garage Back, the tips of his ears were hot, and he glanced out of the window uncomfortably.

After taking a second glance, he found that Ying Yu had driven the car into the alley, and the car was getting closer and closer to the curb until it became a gap and stopped steadily.

Before he had time to ask what happened, his head was suddenly covered by a pure black down jacket. It was Ying and Jiang who took off his seat belt and parked the car by the side of the road, and got into the down jacket.

Two people were in the car, with a piece of clothing covering their heads, covering them.

The street lights in the small alley were dim and yellow, the cars were parked in the shadows, and the bicycle bells of pedestrians could be heard occasionally.

Ying and Jiang were attached to his ears, and the heat rushed to He Qing's ears, making him numb all over.

It's still playing on the radio.

At this moment, the mechanical female voice was replaced by the audience on the hotline. It was a man with an unknown accent, and he was quite excited: "We have been married for more than seven years. Oh, 3 minutes each time is considered good." Yes! After two months of treatment with medication, until now, every time for half an hour, my wife is exhausted by me every time!"

get exhausted...

He Qing wanted to laugh, but before he could hold back, Ying Yujiang held his face and kissed her.

In winter, dry lips feel hot to the touch.

"Stop eavesdropping."

"Whether I need it or not, you know best."

……

Not to mention how much Pangu lost when he stopped Shanjiang's other batch of tail fins, just one customer who recently killed someone on the highway and came to repair the car, tossed the entire building up and down.

Generally speaking, except for 4S stores, they don’t pick up cars in accidents very often, but this car has passed through the hands of Ying Yujiang before. Fortunately, it was because of a collision with a pedestrian crossing the highway, resulting in death. Bearing civil liability has little to do with the vehicle itself.

The owner of the car has paid a series of compensation fees and is still in the lawsuit. He originally planned to scrap the car. After thinking about it for a long time, it is a car worth millions.

The front part of the accident car was severely collided, the right rear side was also chased, the windshield was broken, and the hood had problems. The board also needs welding repairs, which makes it a major project.

This job should and will not be able to take over.

After this kind of accident car is repaired, it will not only affect the energy absorption of the secondary collision safety factor, the depreciation of the car, but also seriously affect personal safety.

What happened in Beijing, he didn't dare to take the second risk, so he refused it decisively.

Every month, there are so many cars passing by him, I can't guarantee that none of them will have a car accident, but at least I can guarantee that he has not done anything wrong.

As soon as He Qing came to Pangu, he heard about it. He was still sitting on a bench and putting on rain boots on his legs. His work clothes were all stained with water. When he raised his head, the water droplets stuck to his cheeks. He parked in the workshop parking space. His own McLaren P1 was washed clean and shiny by him again.

When the two of them were driving home last night, they met a traffic policeman who was investigating drunk driving at the intersection. There was a traffic policeman who was tall, handsome, and very handsome.

He Qing roared past in his sports car and was not stopped. On the contrary, the little traffic policeman with an alcohol detector stopped Ying Yujiang who was following him. No, it's not even stopping. There is no way to fear that the road will be blocked, so I kick the accelerator and go first.

There was a traffic light in front of the place where the checkpoint was set up. He Qing stepped on the brake firmly, turned around and saw Ying Yujiang turned his head and looked at the traffic policeman.

He Qing snorted coldly, and she didn't know where the anger came from. When the green light came, she didn't care whether Ying Yujiang followed or not, and left with a sound.

After finally catching up, the cars of both of them parked at the gate of He Qing's house. Ying and Jiang got out of the car and knocked on the window of He Qing's car. The latter slowly opened the butterfly door and stepped across a large road The long legs came out, and he hummed: "The traffic policeman is pretty, isn't he?"

Only then did Ying and Jiang realize that He Qing is really tasty?

He stretched out his hand to pinch He Qing's face, and the latter was in pain from being pinched, and hid "Aww", yelling while hiding, with a Beijing accent that made Ying and Jiang laugh: "Fuck! Don't avoid the topic ah!"

The incident that Pangu encountered, plus the incident of Ying and Jiang going to see the little traffic policeman, piled up together, making He Qing extremely annoying.

While he was going to get the rag from the rack, he wiped the ears of the car as if he was familiar with the road.

"To be honest, don't take that car. There is a second-hand car dealer on the east gate. A few years ago, they took in several accident cars that killed people, and sold them under the covers, only to be discovered by the owner of the car. Yes, the store was almost smashed..."

After listening to the congratulations, Ying Yujiang shook his head, said "hmm" in a low voice, took the water hose, and poured water on the car's buttocks: "When I was just eighteen, I crashed a Jaguar and threw it directly into the treatment plant. Scrapped."

He Qing's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered a new continent: "Have you ever bought a sports car?"

"Well, it's still matte black with a lava orange stripe on the hood."

After hearing what he said, He Qing became even more excited: "The aesthetics are pretty good! Would you like to put a sticker on my car too?"

Ying and Jiang flicked the rag, dried their wet hands on the overalls, stared at the congratulatory McLaren, and chuckled: "You are so popular, why do you post it?"