After Zhao Wu heard Chen Xuefeng's words, his brows furrowed, and his voice aggravated: "Xuefeng! I won't let you go back, it's for your own good, do you understand?!" Think about it yourself, with his character, can you just kill a forced Fu Haicheng, just leave, and pull him down!Ah?!"

When Chen Xuefeng heard this, his expression was irritated, but he didn't refute it.

"In extraordinary times, it doesn't hurt for us to be steady, right?And there's nothing going on at home, what do you have to go back for?" Zhao Wu persuaded again.

"I'm ......!" Chen Xuefeng just wanted to say a sentence, but the words came to his lips and he held them back.

"Zhang Yu Laiji L, you should have heard about it too, right?" Zhao Wu asked rhetorically.

"Yes, I heard that. Chen Xuefeng nodded.

"Changyu is here, Ji L will be stricter. So wait a while, I guess he just hasn't been caught, and he will definitely have to run!" Zhao Wu added softly: "You can hide during this time, whoever asks you out, you don't go! We have the opportunity to play in the future, so don't joke about this kind of thing!"

"Okay, I see!" Chen Xuefeng touched his head and replied with a frown.

"You must listen to me!" Zhao Wu added.

"Okay, stop inking!" Chen Xuefeng replied obviously a little annoyed, and then hung up the phone.

Inside the house, Jing Wen, the niece of Zeng Guoxing's daughter-in-law, asked Chen Xuefeng in her pajamas, "Do you want to eat something!?"

"Get out!" Chen Xuefeng rubbed his face, his head recalled the situation at home, and suddenly scolded uneasily: "Don't talk to me, it's annoying!"

After Jingwen glanced at Chen Xuefeng, she silently walked out and brought him a cup of freshly brewed and fragrant soothing tea.

"Brush!"

Chen Xuefeng looked at Jingwen who came back with tea, his face was bored, and his brows were furrowed.

"Smack!"

After Jingwen put the tea on the table, she didn't say a word, and walked out.

"Whew!"

After Chen Xuefeng exhaled, he took a sip of tea, and shook his head with disdain and scolded: "It's really worthless!"

……

Around ten o'clock the next morning.

In the first street of auto parts in Jil City, in front of a tuning shop called the Cool Car Factory, a truck stalled.

"Bang dang!"

The passenger door of the truck popped open, and then Lee Young-hee's friend named Mada, wearing a baseball cap and very fat jeans, jumped out of the car and staggered into the car change shop.

There are two or three hundred square meters of car modification workshop, which is already very busy at the moment, and many sports cars and motorcycles that look very small and expensive on the road are parked everywhere.

"Hey, Lao Gao, you're here early!" shouted the motor with his purse in his hand.

", why are you here today?" asked a fat man with dyed pink hair, standing on the second floor with a smile.

"I've been doing okay lately, but I don't have enough goods in my hands, so I can only come to the street to make up. Why don't you wait for the time when the goods will be shipped abroad!" the motor replied casually.

"Come, come, upstairs!" the pink-haired fat man waved his hand.

"Hey!"

The motor nodded, and then walked upstairs.

Fifteen minutes later, in the open office of the pink-haired fat man, the motor took the list and read: "10 generation Civic HKS SQV vent valves, twenty!"

"I don't have that many here, about ten!" replied the fat pink man.

"Okay!" the motor nodded and continued: "The second generation of the Rocket Rabbit of the 86/BRZ needs two sets of full sets." I won't pull this away, you can send the logistics directly tomorrow!Also, 86/BRZ Buddyclud herringbone tail lights, American regulations, Japanese regulations, how many will be given to me first, and when I arrive, I will send it back to you!"

"I'll let the treasury order in a moment!"

"Can you get in touch with a second-hand mustang? It's best to have a two-year car, about 30,000 kilometers!"

"No, I'll ask you!" the pink-haired fat man shook his head.

"Okay, let's do that first. The motor nodded, then put away the list.

"Have you eaten in the morning?" asked the pink fat man.

"Eat a fart, I drank with Dongdong and them all night last night, and I got up at half past eight this morning! The motor replied with a yawn.

"Then let's eat here, my daughter-in-law will bring food later!"

"Okay!"

As soon as the words fell, the motor sat on the sofa and smoked an e-cigarette. And after a while, the fat man's daughter-in-law came to deliver the meal, and then everyone was in the office, chatting and eating.

More than 20 minutes later, when the motor had just finished eating and was about to take a sip of boiling water and say goodbye, a young man suddenly took a motorcycle key and walked up and said, "Brother Gao, the key to 690 Duke is out, I'll send it to Baoming later!"

"Yes, okay!" the fat man nodded casually.

"Hey, wait!" the motor snapped out when he saw the key to the 690 Duke's motorcycle.

"What's wrong, Brother Ma!"

"You got this key, right?" the motor glanced at the white label on the 690 Duke key, and realized that it must have been for someone else.

"Ah, what's wrong?" the fat man asked, drinking water.

"For whom?"

"Bao Ming!"

"The one who makes the motorcycle?" the motor asked again, taking the key and looking at it.

"Ahh

"Then why did he ask you for a key?" asked Mada, confused.

"Because this 690 Duke walked out from me, there are no more than ten units in the whole Ji L, who is he looking for if he doesn't match me?" After the fat man put down the water glass, he continued to pull the rice and asked, "What are you asking about this?"

"When did you get this key?" asked Mada with interest, "How long has it been?"

"I forgot the specifics, anyway, it's not more than a month, just the most recent thing. ”

"Whoa!"

The motor glanced back and forth at the key again, and then said, "You lead me to meet that Bao Mingbei?"

"Okay, I'll go to him in a moment!" The fat man nodded, and then continued to ask, "No, what are you asking about this?"

"Give my idol an Edogawa time!" said Motor, staring at the key.

"Edogawa Maori Kogoro? hehe!" the fat man teased.

"Fuck your daddy's basket, don't keep messing with your uncle!"

", silly B!"

……

More than an hour later, Chen Xuefeng, who was sleeping at Jingwen's place, picked up the phone in a daze: "Hey?"

"Hey, Brother Chen, I'm Baoming of Huohuo Motorcycle!"

"What's wrong?!"

"It's nothing, I'll tell you, I've got that key of yours!!!" Bao Ming said with bared teeth.

"You're so good, you can match the key?!Hey, where did you get it?" the pink-haired fat man teased wickedly.

"Get out!" Bao Ming scolded as he clutched his voice.

"Okay, I know, I'll call you when I pick it up!" Chen Xuefeng replied and hung up the phone.

"Toot toot!"

The phone was hung up.

"He said he'd call me when he came to pick it up!" Bao Ming said to the motor.

"He calls you, you call me!" Mada put the key on the table and said politely, "Help, brother!"

"Okay!" Bao Ming nodded happily.

……

It was almost noon, and the motor left the fire motorcycle, ready to continue to collect goods on the street. After Chen Xuefeng got up, he was really upset, so he changed his clothes and went out, took a taxi, and went straight to the motorcycle shop.

"Yingji, the key you told me last time, I'll help you find out a little news, you see WeChat, give me a reply!"

The motor sat in the car and said a word to WeChat.