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The blond boy sitting on the high stool moved his buttocks, and slowly picked up the set toy that Wu Chu threw to him with a bit of disgust, looked up at him after a few glances and said, "Why do you want hang up on me?"

The black-haired boy was wearing short sleeves and shorts. For some reason, there was no gaudy silver chain hanging around his neck. His forehead hair was a little longer and shredded to cover his ears. His eyebrows and eyes were as sharp and stern as ever.

It was not much different from the teenager who came out of the cockpit of the racing car a few years ago, took off his helmet and looked at him with slightly pursed lips.

Wu Chu sat on the high stool, and after hearing Mi Jialuo's words, he said nonchalantly, "I was at work at that time, so I couldn't answer the phone."

"If you answer the phone, you will be charged."

Mi Jialuo said to him seriously: "Chu, your boss is really not a thing."

Wu Chu, who once taught Mijialuo to curse this sentence: "..."

Mijia Luo continued to say seriously: "I think you deserve a better boss."

"No matter how good that good Geely garage is, I think you should consider other places."

Wu Chu took a sip of the ice-cola, tilted his head and thought about the good things about the Geely garage that Mijia Luo said.

After thinking about it, he felt a little regretful and found that apart from being able to touch the car, the rest seemed not as good as what Mijialuo said.

But the most important thing is that the only job he can find quickly after getting out of Wu's house is the Geely Auto Repair Factory.

Mijialuo looked at the black-haired boy with a pensive expression on his face while he was smoking a Coke, and said in a persuasive manner: "At least the boss won't deduct your money in other places."

Wu Chu nodded appreciatively, seeing the blond boy in front of him resting his long legs on the high stool, he said to him with a bit of reserve, "Have you watched my previous games?"

Wu Chu frowned in surprise, not to mention watching Mijialuo's previous games, even his impression of Mijialuo was still in the time when they were F4 teammates several years ago.

Mijia Luo is a well-known son of a rich man in the paddock. He has a big appetite for food, and his talent is all in the family. In the previous period, it was not uncommon for the family to spend money to buy a small car team to serve him alone. .He and Mijia Luo have known each other since they were racing in karts, but they are not familiar with each other.

Even when the two became teammates in F4, their relationship was not so familiar. They became familiar with each other because in a certain race, Wu Chu had an engine failure and had several laps left before the finish line.

He looked in the rearview mirror and found that his teammate Mijia Luo was very close to him, so he simply gave up the car to him without making a fuss.

Anyway, after the engine fails, it is difficult for him to run to the finish line, so it is better to give Mijiaro a good position behind him.

But what Wu Chu didn't expect was that when the Mijialuo racing car passed him quickly, as if he had received some divine order, he squeezed the accelerator suddenly like a chicken blood, and played exceptionally brilliantly behind.

In the end, Mijia Luo was very lucky. When he was approaching the finish line, the two cars in front of him happened to collide violently due to a fight, which made him pick up a leak.

After the game, Mijia Luo stood on the podium and everyone was still a little stunned. After being sprayed with champagne, he rushed towards him excitedly, and shook the champagne-stained golden retriever in front of him, full of excitement and enthusiasm It left a resounding two clicks on Wu Chu's face.

Since then, Wu Chu and Mi Jialuo have become a little bit more familiar, but only a little bit more familiar.After the two parted ways, they only had some exchanges on festivals, let alone knowing about Mijia Luo's recent games.

Mi Jialuo chattered passionately: "Chu, I didn't say it, did you notice my lap time in qualifying, I dare say, it was almost the best performance in my career..."

"Did you see that?"

Wu Chu looked at the golden hair of the boy in front of him who was shaking in the air with excitement, and said perfunctorily, "Look at it, it's really amazing..."

The blond boy with a big food addiction said dissatisfied: "I think you can use more appropriate words to describe me."

Wu Chu sincerely said to the boy in front of him, "You are so awesome."

Mijialuo choked and said, "Change another one."

Wu Chu swallowed the French fries, and said sincerely and passionately, "Niu Niu Zi!"

"This is even more awesome than awesome, which means the best of the best."

After listening to Wu Chu's explanation, Mijialuo was satisfied. He turned his head to look at Wu Chu and said, "Why didn't you reply to the email from the management of the Manchester team?"

"Is it because you have someone you like in China, so you have decided to develop in China?"

He pays attention to Wu Chu from time to time, knowing that Wu Chu's private life is clean. This black-haired boy from Huaguo, who looks a bit cold and withdrawn, likes to play games on the sofa when he usually entertains.

After having a partner, the black-haired boy turned into playing games on the sofa while following his lover on the phone.

Wu Chu choked on the Coke. He covered his nose, ignored Mijialuo's last sentence, and focused on the Mister team in the above sentence. He took out a tissue and looked up in shock: "What mail?" ?”

Why did the Manchester team send him an email when they were free?

Ask him to change a tire?

After more than ten minutes, Wu Chu looked at Mi Jia Luo, who was lowering his head and sucking a Coke, with a complex expression when he learned about the events in the foreign car industry during this period, and murmured: "You are really awesome..."

The talents and skills are really all focused on fighting father.

During that time, Wu Chu terminated the contract with the team abroad and left to return home. The few comments about him in the car circle were mostly negative. Wu Chu was too lazy to follow the news of the foreign car circle on the Internet. Time is naturally basically in the news blocking stage.

Another important reason is that Wu Chu knew that no team would come to him to sign a contract because he knew that no team had been caught in his head, and he didn't take the matter of reading emails to heart.

After all, his running results in the past two years are indeed rotten in the eyes of others, and he has no value to get the team to sign.

Wu Chu said to the boy in front of him with a complicated expression: "So the executives of the Manchester team sent me an email. They didn't ask me to change the tires, but asked me to sign a contract?"

Mijia Luo shrugged lazily and teased: "If you really want to help me change the tire, it's not impossible."

"So you don't answer emails because you want to be a tire changer?"

Wu Chu: "..."

He stuffed a few french fries into his mouth, but he didn't dare to say that it was because Shen Qiuze was driven out of the house. He didn't have a few steel coins all over his body, let alone checking emails, he basically read 38 cities looking for part-time jobs every day Find a job and find a part-time job.

He pretended to be nonchalant and said vaguely: "I was busy at that time..."

Mijia Luo muttered a few words, and explained his purpose of coming to Wu Chu lightly.

Although the words were spoken lightly, it made Wu Chu a little stunned.

The head of the Manchester team is not caught by the door. He can sign a contract with the team, but he must become the second driver of the Manchester team, that is, to be Mijiaro's wingman, and provide Mijiaro with a more perfect car during the race. environment.

After listening, Wu Chu didn't speak, just raised his head slightly and stared at the bright chandelier above his head, silently thinking about what Mi Jia Luo said to him.

It is difficult to achieve an absolute balance of resources in the team. When he was in the traditional McGill team abroad, the resources were tilted towards another driver from the beginning.

This has led to a big difference in the tuning maturity of his car and the newness and oldness of parts from other drivers.

But no one will care, in the brutal paddock, only results are the best proof.

In the noisy fast food restaurant, Wu Chu looked at Mijia Luo beside him for a moment, and said to him with a serious expression: "But Chu, you may need to convince me and some people in the team."

Wu Chu was stunned for a moment, then he looked at Mi Jialuo and continued: "Not everyone can trust you like I do."

What's more, no one knows whether Wu Chu can still maintain his sensitivity to racing after returning to China without the training conditions.

Even Mijia Luo knows that Wu Chu is an excellent driver who often circles on the edge of extreme driving, and has an innate sense of speed and talent.

Even if Wu Chu drives a bit wild and aggressive at the beginning, like many young and talented drivers, he is aggressive and will make a small mistake in the race at the beginning.But Mijialuo knew that Wu Chu knew where his limit speed was, and the experience of making small mistakes would quickly grow him into a perfect driver.

This is difficult for other drivers who make fewer mistakes and are conservative and smooth. They make fewer mistakes, but it is difficult to drive the car faster.

But even someone like Mijia Luo who knows that Wu Chu will become a perfect driver in the future is not sure whether Wu Chu is still as sensitive to racing as before.

Talent and hard work are very important to a driver, but the mentality of a driver is also very important.

There are not a few drivers who have declined since then.

But Mijialuo didn't know why, but he didn't want the black-haired and black-eyed boy in front of him to become that kind of person.

Sitting on the high stool, Wu Chu took a sip of Coke and realized that the prince was still considering whether to choose him to read with him.

He swallowed his saliva, turned his head to look at the children who were laughing, playing and screaming all over the world, and the little lovers who were carrying schoolbags and wearing school uniforms and hugging and kissing me and my little lover, making the whole chaotic and noisy environment It looks like you are in a big bazaar.

He looked at the prince in the paddock again. The blond boy rested on the high stool with his long legs aggrievedly. He moved his butt around, obviously because he was not used to sitting in this place. He looked at Wu Chu with blank eyes, obviously I don't know why there is such a place to talk about the vital career prospects.

Wu Churen was numb, and broke out a few words in his heart with great pain.

I rely on.

This wave has lost a lot.

This silly golden retriever didn't come to him to blow his rainbow fart.