nice to drive

The movie was over, and He Qing almost woke up.

He woke up and opened his eyes, staring blankly at the scrolling cast and crew list that was vaguely visible on the front windshield, turned his face halfway, bit his lower lip, and said, "Brother..."

Ying Yu raised his brows, he was so coquettish, he didn't react for a while, he paused for a while, his heart was a little light, and he gave a faint "hmm".

He Qing turned around completely, with a very serious expression: "I dreamed that I was kidnapped."

Ying and Jiang gave another "hmm", leaned half of their body slightly, walked over the center console, reached out and unbuckled He Qing's seat belt, and said, "It's because your seat belt is too tight."

what?

Immediately afterwards, the sense of restraint in He Qing's abdomen was indeed released in an instant, so he half-lyed on the passenger seat and twisted for a while, then muttered, "Why didn't you save me in the dream?"

Should and will: "..."

He was really speechless, while waiting for He Qing to wake up, all the cars parked around had almost finished walking, and as the last Land Cruiser with the same huge body beside the car roared away, Ying and Jiang stepped on Put on the brakes, press the start, and turn on the fire.

As soon as He Qing woke up, she felt like something, but the backrest of her car was already straight, and it was really uncomfortable to buckle the seat belt while lying down.

He suddenly remembered that in winter, He Qing wore too much clothes. He wore a white down jacket and hat on his head, like an Eskimo visiting Chengdu. When he got in the car, he was almost strangled by his seat belt. half dead.

That night, He Qing didn't care so much, and followed Ying Yujiang back to Wangjiang Mingmen. Early the next morning, his whole body ached from tossing, lying on the door of the bathroom, pushed the glass door, and said weakly: "You Why is the mother so energetic, she didn't go to bed until 04:30, and woke up at [-] o'clock..."

"It's my problem that you still have the strength to go to work."

After finishing these words, half-naked, grabbed the bath towel on the bathroom doorknob and wrapped it around his waist. Ying Yu also applied a circle of shaving foam around his lips. He Qing put his hands on the sink and leaned over. Go smell it, the smell of lime is full of nose.

Immediately after hearing Ying Yujiang laugh in a low voice, he took off the bath towel around his waist, wrapped it around He Qing's lower back, twisted the two sides and moved towards his front, and He Qing also threw himself on his chest.

He stared at He Qing's flickering eyelashes, the mole at the corner of his eye became more lively with some water on it, he couldn't help lowering his head to move forward, and suddenly realized that there was still a circle of lime foam around his lips that hadn't been wiped off. He paused his movements, and at the same time, he was blocked by He Qing's bent elbow.

For such a big guy like He Qing who was surrounded by Ying Yu's arms, his movements were unavoidably restrained, and he didn't care too much. He reached out and grabbed the manual razor on the marble sink, dipped it in some water, and held it up. Shoulder with Will's shoulders.

The blade in his hand scraped along the position of the man's center in the same direction, and when he encountered the dead corner of the mandible, He Qing squatted down slightly, stretched out his hand to caress the skin of the neck, and tapped it with his fingertips , Knocking should be enough to tickle the heart.

He Qing turned the razor back and shave lightly, and trimmed it carefully with the sharper side.

Ying and Jiang couldn't hold back, and reached out to grab He Qing's waist, but He Qing put a razor across his neck: "Don't move around."

Immediately afterwards, He Qing quickly threw the razor onto the sink, grabbed Ying Yujiang's shoulder, and bit his lip hard, Ying Yujiang let out a muffled groan in pain, just about to reach out to grab him Congratulations, but only received a warm towel thrown over the face.

Leaving the scene of the crime in a hurry, He Qing yelled at the bathroom door just like before: "Your face is hot, just put a hot compress on it!"

Clutching the warm towel in his hand, Ying and Jiang couldn't help laughing at the coughing look of Congratulations.

real leather.

……

"First look for the cuts at the solder joints. Cutting repairs will leave gaps. High-end cars are easy to fake, so the cuts will be polished and filled with putty."

You should roll up your cuffs and peel off the rubber strips that seal the shock absorber seats on both sides. You can see that the upper side is in the shape of thin strips instead of the usual wide strips of corrugation. There is no problem with the solder joints, but there is an abnormality in the door lock buckle. Traces of putty repair and cracks on the paint surface can be seen by a discerning eye.

He Qing crossed her arms, took a notebook, walked around the car, frowned and said, "Does that mean you were tricked?"

Ying Yujiang threw the small hammer in his hand on the ground, wiped his sweat with a tissue, and said coldly, "Well, you have a bad eye for customers."

A cutting vehicle is a vehicle in which body panels or structural parts have been cut and replaced, and cutting is also a common maintenance method in repairing accident vehicles.

The car wash was not open today, so He Qing called him to the car wash opened by Hefengtang to show the customer's car.

Common cutting positions include front and rear longitudinal beam cutting, rear fender cutting, bottom edge cutting and even trunk cutting.

As soon as these problems happened on a carefully camouflaged accident cutting car, He Qing's novice couldn't see it, but Ying and Jiang could tell it when he walked in the door and looked at the car's buttocks.

He circled around again, pointed to a piece of silver exposed by the gap in the door, and said, "The color next to the doorpost seal is uniform on the normal car body, and the cut car may have silver."

He Qing nodded, and wrote a few more strokes in his small notebook: "So, sealant will be applied to the welding place to cover up the welding marks, right?"

Ying Yujiang couldn't help laughing: "So serious, I still keep a small notebook."

He Qing rolled her eyes: "Live and learn."

Before he could pay attention to grasping the book in his hand, Ying Yujiang pulled it over and looked at it. Wherever it was written, it was all paintings. There were all kinds of cars painted, with distinctive features. Ying Yujiang really saw it What kind of car came out and what model.

He rolled up the little book and tapped He Qing on the head: "Good student."

He Qing touched the place where she was beaten, grinned her teeth and said, "Fuck, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to afford food in the future?"

"Where can I get you hungry."

With clean gloves dangling from his mouth, Ying Yu stepped on the road post with his long legs wrapped in black trousers, leaned over to tie the scattered bootlaces, sweat overflowed from his forehead, He Qing couldn't hold back, and pulled a tissue Wipe him a little bit.

As soon as the man with the gloves in his mouth raised his eyes, he saw He Qing standing in front of him against the light, and the love in his eyes almost overflowed.

Ying Yujiang silently finished tying the shoelaces, and in a bent over posture, without putting down the gloves on his mouth, he squatted down, grabbed He Qing's leg that was bouncing on the ground, and held the calf with his big hand Belly, pull it over.

He Qing was steady, but his figure was shaking, he looked down to see that Ying and Jiang were holding a glove in his mouth, and he was untiing the laces of the white sneakers on his feet, and then carefully tied them on.

He Qing covered her face and scolded: "What the hell is wrong with you..."

As soon as the words fell, Ying Yujiang stood up and took out the glove dangling from his mouth. He didn't care if they were really the only two in the workshop, and held He Qing with his iron hand just now. Pressing the back of his head towards his eyes, his tightly pressed thin lips pressed a kiss on the corner of He Qing's mouth.

He Qing's face burned even more, and she stared: "What are you doing!"

Ying and Jiang raised their eyebrows: "Didn't you say that you envied those young couples you had in high school?"

He Qing was taken aback.

Last night when the two of them were walking along the Funan River and drinking orange-flavored soda, they looked at the dark groves everywhere, and even made fun of Ying Yujiang, saying that when he was in high school, those wild mandarin ducks burrowed into the grove , tying shoelaces to each other, bringing meals in the cafeteria, holding small hands and kissing small mouths when there is nothing to do, it is so simple, it is simply a beautiful era of school uniforms.

Who knew that Ying and Jiang would be very serious after listening to it, and said in a low voice, "I didn't get to participate in your school days."

He Qing laughed: "When I know how to make soy sauce, you will hold the little girl's hand, right?"

He knew that Ying Yujiang was afraid that he would think he was old, he would be thirty in two years, and He Qing had only turned twenty, and his handsome face could still be pinched...

At the car wash shop that day, after He Qing was stunned, he stretched out his hands to hold Ying Yujiang's face, and returned a deep kiss.

He Qing licked the corner of her lips, her eyes were as bright as stars, she smiled and said, "You are so innocent, senior."

……

He Qing used to joke around when he was practicing, how can a person not get stabbed when he is floating in the rivers and lakes.

Lan Zhou scolded him for being cheap, and asked him, Young Master He, how much do you want to be stabbed?

At that time, He Qing, whose face was still a little immature, frowned, and thought about it for a long time, and said, take more small knives, I'm afraid I won't be able to take a big knife.

This driver has been driving for almost two years, and he has suffered a lot from a small knife, and it is the first time he has encountered such a half-sized person this time.

His silver-white car had just come off the second ring road when it encountered a taxi rushing diagonally from the side. Stopped, the front of the car directly hit the face of the car, and slammed into the door of the co-pilot next to He Qing.

Who is he congratulating? He drives a 10,000+ car, but his skills are trained by tens of millions of supercars. With a twist of his wrist, he frantically swung the steering wheel to the left, and with a tail swing, the car body was straight across the fork in the road. The taxi hit only the rear end of his car.

Simply because it was early in the morning, there were not many vehicles coming and going at this intersection, and it did not affect other vehicles on the road. His small car was indeed dented with its entire buttocks, and the rear windshield was completely shattered.

He Qing was lying on the steering wheel, her chest heaved violently, she didn't know her name for a while, her mind was full of confusion, she looked up after taking a breath, feeling even more dizzy.

Because it was in the middle of the road, the onlookers stopped to watch. Occasionally, a few well-meaning drivers ran across the road, and first went to check the more seriously injured taxi behind.

Panting for breath, He Qing took out the mobile phone from her pocket with trembling hands, was stunned for a while, and subconsciously dared not dial it to Ying Yujiang.

This morning, the Jaguar Group held the [-] car new product launch conference in Chengdu. Their coupe model has launched a dense layout called a matrix version this year, and has also planned many models from entry-level to flagship for the Chinese market. New blockbuster sedan products, these are all business opportunities for Pangu.

Ying Yujiang, the sales leader of Chengdu Jaguar, got up earlier than himself in the morning, and quietly got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower before dawn. He Qing opened his eyes with his back turned to him. He knows all the moves.

He Dingli did not send a letter to the Chamber of Commerce last week, and there are still people in the car industry who are asking...

The 20-inch Carrera S wheels specially provided by Porsche have been stopped for the refitting in the Pangu Motors, so how many Porsche orders will be lost in the shop for refitting.

Jiabei Group is really the authorized dealer of Porsche in Chengdu.

He Qing wiped her face, she didn't feel any pain on her face, she didn't feel any headache, she secretly rejoiced, luckily she didn't get hurt by this little car accident, otherwise she really couldn't bear it and walked away.

He really just lay on the steering wheel for a while, and within 5 minutes, he was helped down by enthusiastic onlookers. A middle-aged man with a beer belly yelled worriedly: "You little kids are driving like flying forks!" Forked!"

Who can drive faster...

Obviously it was the taxi that seemed desperate.

He Qing squatted on the ground without speaking, feeling sick and wanting to vomit, rubbed the back of her neck, covered her face, and said softly, "Thank you uncle."

He was born afraid of being photographed by someone and posted on Weibo. Now that the Internet is so developed, it won't be long before all the car circles in Chengdu know that he has had a small car accident and squatted on the ground afraid to see anyone.

Some time ago, Lanzhou ran into the Mian Expressway, driving normally, and killed a pedestrian crossing the expressway. Although the driver only bears a small part of the responsibility, he is still busy with civil compensation during this time. The last time I saw him at the hotel On the other hand, Lanzhou was so anxious that he got angry, the corners of his lips were blistered, and he was shaking with congratulations, he really couldn't sleep...

Forget about Fengtang, it's easy to talk about not appearing in public.

He Qing really didn't want to bother anyone except Ying Yujiang, but he really couldn't make a call to Ying Yujiang.

That person is probably still on the Jaguar press conference stage at the moment, wearing a suit and leather shoes, looking radiant, with a microphone in his hand, introducing the latest model that will be launched in Chengdu in cooperation with Jaguar to the reporters who came from all over the place.

Forget it.

He stood up slowly, resisting the desire to retch, pulled up the neckline of the sweater, put on the hood, and the feeling of dizziness subsided a little, and managed a friend to ask for the phone number of the nearest road rescue center, which cost money Called a tow truck.

The driver of the car behind was also squatting on the ground. It seemed that the problem was not that big, and He Qing was relieved.

What is this all about?

He coughed, his head was still dizzy, he still gritted his teeth and walked over, took out his business card and handed it to the taxi driver who was squatting on the ground panting, the latter probably knew that he was solely responsible for this surveillance, and also shouted The tow truck from the transportation management office came.

After arranging the vehicle, He Qing went to Huaxi with him for an inspection. Although he said he had found an acquaintance, it was already 01:30 in the afternoon when he got the number.

Ying and Jiang had just left the dinner table. The bosses at the same table shook hands with each other. They were drinking and chatting. They were all leaders in Chengdu's modified car circle. Looking at Ying and Jiang, his eyes changed a little. But not much to say.

He could sense it, but he just quickly finished his meal, took a cigarette to the vent of the restaurant, and called He Qing.

As soon as the phone was connected, He Qing was still there and was about to pull himself together, and shouted something guilty, when he heard a clear female voice from the nurse who had been looking for him for a long time: "Number 79, He Qing, just came out." There was a small car accident, right? Come on, let’s go for an MRI first..."

He Qing's heart skipped a beat, damn it!

He looked at his phone again in despair, and Ying Yujiang had already hung up the phone.

He Qing looked at the little sister nurse with bright eyes in front of her, and said vaguely: "Yes, can you not do it now?"

The taxi driver next to him frowned, stretched out his arms to push his congratulations, and said, "Hurry up, I can't take responsibility for any problems in the future!"

Here, Ying and Jiang just hung up the phone, the secretary who had been eating in another hall behind him came over with the documents, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone: "Mr. Ying, those new Jaguar XF 80th Anniversary Shi Lan arrived ahead of time, and now we need to send someone to get it..."

Ying and Jiang didn't even turn their heads, they went to open the door of the boss's banquet hall while walking, and said in a deep voice, "It's turned."

The secretary was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes wide: "Ah? Mr. Ying, there is a limit of [-] units nationwide!"

The veins on Ying Yu's forehead were about to pop out, his big hands were clasped tightly on the door panel, and he didn't push the door open, and repeated again: "I said, transfer the order."

Just hearing He Qing's faltering tone, he almost wanted to push this morning's press conference all at once, and didn't want to do it.

Ying Yu was about to drive, replaced the wine with water, toasted three cold drinks to the boss at the table, took the suit jacket hanging from the back of the chair, and hurried out of the banquet hall.

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon when the congratulations were received, and the two sat on the long chair at the gate of Huaxi, looking at each other silently.

He Qing was holding a checklist in his hand, and he couldn't understand what was said on it. He just remembered that the doctor said that he had intracranial depression, what about cholinesterase, and what about cerebrospinal fluid. He couldn't understand. Shock.

And it's been a little bit since the bump in the Longquan Mountain Rally last time, but the symptoms were not obvious at that time, but the hard bump today really knocked out the old problem.

He Qing looked at Ying Yujiang, who was stern and silent, swallowed his saliva, and said, "I..."

Almost at the same time, He Qing and Ying and Jiang blurted out the words at the same time: "I'm sorry."

It shouldn't worry you.

He Qing was taken aback, never expecting that Ying Yu would apologize, the words choked in his throat and he couldn't speak anymore, he knew that he had done this selfishly, so he lowered his eyes and pricked up his ears to hear What should and will be said.

Ying Yujiang just raised his head, the rolling Adam's apple on his neck was engraved with an excellent arc by the sunlight, his eyes locked on He Qing, and he repeated it again.

"sorry."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to touch He Qing's head, and stroked his hair that was limp and hot in the afternoon sun.

The doctors, patients, and passers-by looked hurried and didn't pay much attention.

In the afternoon of May in Chengdu, Ying and Jiang sat on the bench at the entrance of West China Hospital, no longer caring about the number of people around them, the scorching sun or rain and snow above their heads.

He turned his upper body sideways, put He Qing beside him into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

① teasing cough: playing poor mouth.

② Feichacha: Fly fast.

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