nice to drive

Not long after it was listed, Ying and Jiang's house on the South Second Ring Road was sold.

Fortunately, the buyer paid in one lump sum, otherwise it would not be easy to turn around if he paid in installments.

He Dingli didn't invite him to the car industry business event last month, and he cut off several projects. He also transferred the Jaguar limited edition car. Now, it's really short of seventy-eight million yuan.

The house is still on the shelf, Ying and Jiang originally planned to pass this house to his younger brother in Chengdu, and now they can buy it again.

After several days of overtime, he felt like he could fall asleep standing up in the company.

Ying and Jiang could clearly feel that He Qing was hiding something from him. After asking, He Qing just smiled and said you were thinking too much.

Finally, last night, I finished the arrangements for the Jaguar store. After Ying Yujiang decided to open the store, I will transfer it out at the end of the year. Otherwise, such a good brand will be lost in my own hands in Chengdu.

He Dingli had set too many checkpoints, which made him a little out of breath, and he didn't know whether the end of the checkpoints would be congratulations or something else.

At the moment Pangu is so disturbed that he can only do refitting business. A lot of imported car plates are sold out, the source of goods is cut off, and the 4S store is struggling to open. Fortunately, there is still film business in the store, and there are also tail fins. The workshop can still be opened, but the profit has been greatly reduced.

The money in the card is completely sufficient, but once the interest chain in the car circle in this place is broken, it cannot be replenished in the future.

Today, June [-]th, Ying and Chen took the college entrance examination. The foreign language test center was set up in Chengdu No. [-] Middle School, Jinniu District. Together with two other schools, the entrance of the test center was full of cars, and all parents were waiting at the door. Many still held water and fans in their hands, waiting for their children to come out.

Ying Yujiang drove over and waited. He grabbed a bottle of Coca-Cola at room temperature and put it on the center console. Looking out the window, some candidates have come out one after another.

Some were crying, some were laughing, and some were expressionless. After all, after so many years of studying and such a big exam in life, most people can't figure it out.

When Ying Xiaoer came out, he belonged to the kind with a smile on his face, he was particularly conspicuous in the crowd, he ran out with his schoolbag on his back, ran all the way to his brother's car, opened the door and sat in, yelled, which provoked Ying Xiaoer Yu Jiang couldn't help laughing: "So good in the exam?"

He was so excited, his face flushed: "You didn't come at noon! Hey! I wrote the Chinese composition in a smooth and smooth manner...By the way, we also took the exam "Moon Night Recalling My Brother", that Du Fu's, if I did well in the exam this year, can you write me one?"

Ying Yujiang looked at him with a smile and said coolly, "It's a beautiful idea."

Ying Xiaoer snorted coldly, clenched his fists and said, "Isn't it said that people in love are all poets, stingy!"

Ying Yujiang opened the Coke can with one hand and handed it to him: "That's also for congratulations, is it your turn?"

Seeing that his brother was about to get angry when he saw his brother crossing his arms, when he saw the Coke being handed over, he still took it in a very spineless manner, raised his head, took a big gulp, and hiccupped.

Ying Xiaoer suddenly remembered something, looked at the back seat, and asked, "Where is my sister-in-law?"

"He's busy,"

Ying Yujiang reached out to change the gear, stepped on the accelerator and slowly drove out of the road, and said, "He said that you will play with you after the exam."

Ying Xiaoer let out an "oh", turned his head to look at the back seat a little bit disappointed, saw that Ying Yu would reach out and straighten his head for him: "Can you see another one?"

"Brother, He Qing is so kind to you! Why haven't I met..."

In the middle of his speech, he suddenly stopped, and faced out of the window, pretending to look around at the scenery.

Ying and Jiang sneered: "Puppy love?"

Being grabbed by the tail by his brother, Ying Xiaoer had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "No, I'm already 19 years old, and you still keep saying that I have a puppy love?"

It's true that he didn't have a puppy love, that is, he occasionally saw a purer girl in school, so he just took a second look.

According to his brother's request, Ying and Jiang drove all the way to Ludao International Pedestrian Street in Wuhou District to eat French food.

In this legendary place where cars under 100 million yuan cannot park, among the colorful million-dollar luxury cars, Ying and Jiang’s Mercedes-Benz Big G is not luxurious, and it is considered a particularly low-key type. I stopped at a French restaurant The entrance of the western restaurant.

Obviously only sports cars are parked on this street, but because Ying and Jiang have been here several times before to discuss business, the people who parked at the door knew him at first glance, so they quickly put up the pole to let the car in.

Ying Xiaoer wailed in the co-pilot, he hasn't had a good western food for a long time!

He has seen this restaurant recommended several times on Weibo, and now his brother finally has time to eat with him.

This western restaurant is in a semi-open Baroque style, richly decorated, with group sculptures hanging from the upper ceiling and the top, and the warm yellow lighting, which makes people's appetite greatly increased.

Because the lamps on the table were not burning brightly in the summer evening, Ying Xiaoer didn't want to shut it down in the air-conditioned room, so she pulled a stool and sat at the outdoor dining table, ordering food with a tablet.

After a while, the dishes were ready, and the tomato sauce in the Marseille fish soup was so thick that Xiaoer coughed. He watched his brother pick up the fish and put it on a white porcelain plate, and took a long stick from the side. He put the bread in his own bowl, poured some soup, and pushed it in front of his eyes: "Eat quickly."

Ying Xiaoer took a sip, feeling extremely moved, watching the lights flickering on his brother's face, wanting to say something about the first day of the college entrance examination, when he heard footsteps behind him.

Immediately afterwards, Ying Yu dropped the mobile phone on the table, and Ying Xiaoer let out an "oops" and lifted the tablecloth on his side to bend down to pick it up for his brother.

The heavy tablecloth decorated with lace was placed on his back, and his upper body was completely under the table. Ying Xiaoer looked at the faint light of the mobile phone screen under his brother's feet, and was reaching out to grab the mobile phone to get out. Unexpectedly, his brother's right foot The calf pressed against the base of his neck suddenly, and he couldn't breathe under the pressure, so he half-knelt under the table and didn't move.

He Ying and Chen grew up with his brother in Forty-Nine City since they were young, how can they not understand this little movement?

Ying Xiaoer held her breath and hid half of her body under the tablecloth, not daring to move.

He was nervous when he heard a middle-aged man's voice, thick as a bell: "Mr. Ying, long time no see. I just finished eating with my friends. What a coincidence..."

Bian Shaoshan said while wearing a suit jacket, and continued: "I heard that business is not doing well recently?"

Ying and Jiang nodded, thinking to themselves, this is someone looking for trouble.

"Trouble always cares."

The tone of Ying and Jiang's speech is still very powerful, but it is thousands of miles away.

Seeing his calm appearance, Bian Shaoshan naturally saw half of the young man under the table, like someone with a discerning eye, said "Oh", narrowed his eyes and said ambiguously: "This is..."

With a low laugh, Ying and Jiang's legs rubbed against Ying Xiaoer's shoulders, moving slowly under the table...

"him……"

After saying these two words, Ying Yu's eyes seemed to be a little blurred, holding the towel on the table and wiping his hands, then raised his eyes to look at the person standing by the table. Bian Shaoshan said, "Bangjiaer."

Bian Shaoshan had long heard about Ying and Jiang's romantic past in Beijing, without any doubt, he looked away from the half of his body under the table calmly, and smiled angrily: "Boss Ying really has leisure... Young people know how to play."

Bian Shaoshan knew that he couldn't get over the hurdle of being kidnapped and threatened by this young man on the top floor of the Shangri-La Hotel last year, and the anger in his heart was ignited again, and he sneered: "Last year you came to trouble me for Gabe, but this year you found out that you have burned yourself." Is it? I am very clear about how much resources the surname He has deducted from you..."

Ying and Jiang leaned against the back of the chair as if they were comfortable, and said in a hoarse voice, "I always worry about it."

Bian Shaoshan smiled "haha", seeing that Ying and the general seemed indifferent, he couldn't help but speak a little more seriously: "Everyone has betrayed him, and you still treat him as a running dog?"

When the word "running dog" came out, Ying Xiaoer hugged Ying Yujiang's legs tightly under the table.

Ying Yujiang lowered his eyes, he naturally knew what his brother meant.

In the past, he was the one who was most afraid of being impulsive. Now that he is getting older, he still needs his troublesome younger brother to remind him...

I really grew up.

He twitched his brows, suppressed the anger surging in his heart, and heard Bian Shaoshan calmly say: "Ying and Jiang, make a deal with me."

Ying Yu prepared all the knives and forks in his hand, cut a piece of foie gras and set it aside, without saying a word.

Bian Shaoshan thought that he had acquiesced, tapped their fingers on the tabletop of their table, and said in a low voice: "Give me the unfavorable information you have about me, and I will pick up the project you lost. I can accomplish so much." ..."

Ying and Jiang looked up, Bian Shaoshan gestured "eight".

Eighty percent.

Ying Yujiang knew very well what this meant to Pangu and to himself.

However, he was a little angry at the time because he was fighting for He Qing, and if this information was not in his hands for a day, the case between He Qingna and Bian Shaoshan's son on the Jingang Circuit might be revealed at any time.

Ying Yujiang tightly held the stem of the pomegranate syrup cup on the table, and said flatly, "No need."

Ying Xiaoer under the table didn't know anything, he just hugged his brother's leg, held his breath and listened intently.

He heard his brother take a sip from the pomegranate molasses cup and then put it down, saying: "Boss Bian, from now on Pangu will not compete with Dayuan."

"Really don't do it?"

When Bian Shaoshan heard this, he became interested, "That's right, I heard that you transferred a lot of jobs, and Jaguar doesn't plan to do it..."

After a pause, he saw that Ying and Jiang had no reaction with a cold face, and said, "It's just Jiabei, you are so afraid of things? Isn't it the living king of Hades who is frightened in Beijing in the legend! Ying and Jiang, this is not like you ah!"

Ying and Jiang didn't say a word, they raised their eyes and looked at the door: "Boss Bian, it's time to go out after dinner."

If he didn't leave, his silly roe deer brother was about to fall asleep hugging his leg under the table.

Five minutes later, he looked at Bian Shaoshan's leaving back, and the man's stern eyes at the end, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, fortunately, he decisively pushed his brother under the table.

Otherwise, if the face is seen, I don't know how much trouble I will have to poke.

It's just a Gabe, are you really that scared?

Is that what he should and will be afraid of? It never was.

It can make him have a feeling of fear, make him want to hold it carefully in the palm of his hand, let him hold his breath and stop and watch, and make him feel a little worried about gains and losses.

It's always just congratulations.

……

When they got home, Ying and Jiang didn't explain the ins and outs to his younger brother. Ying Xiaoer was also a sensible person. He kept his mouth shut and didn't ask any questions. He honestly washed up, went to bed, and went to bed quickly.

On June [-]th, when Ying Xiaoer left the examination room, she almost ran out.

He did so well in the exam, it felt better than every diagnostic exam and the simulated exam in the city. However, the questions in Sichuan may be more difficult than those in Beijing. It is not clear, but he definitely performed well.

He is finally free.

Ying Xiaoer jumped onto his brother's off-road vehicle, the ground was so high that he almost climbed up, then collapsed on the co-pilot, pawing at his brother pitifully: "Brother, let my sister-in-law Will you go racing with me?"

"What kind of car is driving?"

Ying and Jiang said while fastening their seat belts, "Didn't you make an appointment with your classmates for a graduation carnival?"

"Childish... how cool it is to drive a car. There are many people everywhere now. Candidates from all over the city have come out, but there must be fewer people in Jingang. Let's go at night?"

Ying Xiaoer's eyes were almost lost. He was about to say a few more words when he saw his brother throwing his phone over. It was the WeChat chat interface with He Qing. He hadn't talked properly for several days. It's just a few words.

Bu Jiabei: I’m so busy, I’m going to Mianyang today

Pangu Famous Car Hall: Okay, pay attention to safety.

Bu Jiabei: My Audi R8, I plan to change it to a blue membrane!

No Gabe: [Cool/]

Pangu Famous Car Museum: I will post it for you.

Bu Jiabei: It's okay, I have to send it abroad to post, what about that film

Bu Jiabei: I’m at the company today, you can arrange it by yourself in the evening

Pangu Famous Car Hall: Take more rest.

The last one was sent by Congratulations this morning. I went to other places for inspection.

At that time, when Congratulations finished sending this sentence, my heart was very complicated.

He stood up slowly, digging the wall with his fingers, his legs were numb.

He and Ying and Jiang didn't see each other for a few days, so they knelt on the second floor wall of the house every day for a few days.

The day before yesterday, the He family.

When He Dingli came back from get off work, he saw He Qing's sickly face, before he had time to ask, He Qing asked with red eyes, "Dad, where is my R8 key?"

The drawer where his father kept his car keys and bank card was unlocked, and He Qing went to check every day to make sure. Today, when he went into the study, the R8 car key was missing.

He Dingli put down the briefcase, and beside him was the worried mother He, who took her husband's tie and held it in her hand while shaking her head.

Seeing that his father ignored him, He Qing asked again: "Where's my R8?"

He Dingli glanced at his son and said coldly, "It's sold."

sold?

His brain went blank, and his whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, completely stupefied.

His gay purple, his little Audi, his unique "Sichuan A000R8" in Chengdu, his spyder, his small black-shell arch...

He Qing's row of luxury cars, only the Lamborghini Centenario and the Maserati president are in his name, the others belong to Gabe, but they are still He Qing's personal cars.

He loves cars like hell.

He Qing didn't care about the pain in her knees, her eyes were red with anxiety, and she followed his father all the way to the third floor: "Dad, I..."

"You two are still stubborn!"

He Dingli took a sip of tea, the lights were not turned on in the room, He Qing couldn't see his father's expression clearly, and heard his father say: "Your Ferrari 812, I also hang out, and it will open tomorrow morning."

The moment this sentence was finished, He Qing's eyes were completely red.

Every supercar is his lifeblood. The cars he used to gallop on the field are like the mounts of the immortals in the sky in his heart, they are all living creatures.

He Qing really doesn't want to shed tears in front of his father...

But this feeling of powerlessness is too uncomfortable.

He Qing raised her head, forced back the unbearable pain in her throat, opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word, so she could only call "Dad" in a hoarse voice.

So uncomfortable.

He Dingli didn't look at him, this time he was determined to clean up the congratulations, reached out his hand, and knocked the tea bowl on the sea of ​​tea.

"I'll give you another month."

"Your McLaren P1, July, I'll hang out."

He Qing looked past his father, feeling a little empty, looking at the scenery outside the window at this time.

it's dark.

①Bangjiaer: lover.