Hanging up the phone, Mo Ping glanced at the phone screen, stuck out his tongue, and said to himself: "Could it be that Lao Li Spring has arrived?" ”

He didn't dare to hesitate, put on a safety helmet, started the motorcycle, released the brakes and clutch, and the exhaust pipe of the motorcycle made a roar of "...... beep", rubbing the ground into a pitch-black trace, like a wild horse galloping out of the Baihua Building. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Under normal circumstances, the speed of Mercedes-Benz can definitely kill the motorcycle, but at this time, it is just the rush hour after work, and traffic congestion is not unusual.

Although it seems that the distance from Miluo Street to New Territories Street is only a few days away, it is not much different from ants crawling on the ground when you encounter a traffic jam.

And the light motorcycle is different, shuttling through the streets and alleys, Mo Ping doesn't care about those traffic rules and regulations, as long as he can intersperse the past, see the stitches.

In this way, he arrived at the Qingying Bar earlier than Li Shusheng, which was a must.

Originally, as the second-in-command of the flying car group, his racing skills were also first-class, even if the current mount was a motorcycle that he spent most of the day assembled, but they had a motorcycle line, and the garage was stocked with plenty of accessories. The performance of this assembled motorcycle is not much worse than that of the average famous car on the market.

Driving a motorcycle has been Maupin's dream for a long time.

Although in a city like Shenzhen, transportation is extremely developed, even the subway is accessible in all directions, but motorcycles, electric vehicles and even bicycles, as a supplement to transportation, are indispensable at any time.

So, Maupin wanted to open a DIY motorcycle dealership for motorcycle enthusiasts like him or those who ride bikes.

In fact, Li Shusheng, the boss of the flying car group, devoted himself to the education industry, the second Mo Ping wanted to drive a DIY motorcycle dealership, and the third Xu Yong indulged in a milk tea shop.

As a modern metropolis, it is unlikely that Shenzhen will live entirely on protection fees, even if those shops are willing to pay protection fees, but with the advent of the balance of prosperity, the protection fees they pay are getting less and less.

Moreover, the economy is so sluggish that no matter which industry you are engaged in, the profits are meager, and even some industries are trading at a loss. Moreover, under the rule of law, there are fewer and fewer gangsters who take advantage of the fire to rob, and these shops need to rely on gangsters to protect them less and less.

Of course, in a mixed place in Shenzhen, no matter what shops come and go, there are always cows, ghosts, snakes and gods, and it is inevitable that there will be some masters who find fault. That's why many shops are still willing to pay protection fees.

As long as you have a little power on the ground, even if you encounter something tricky, as long as you make a phone call, you can call a vote.

Mo Ping whistled and shuttled through the streets and alleys of Shenzhen, crossing the street from Miluo Street, almost in a straight line, to the Innami Bar on New Territories Street.

The dragon-like motorcycle drew a dark trace, and with the sudden braking, Mo Ping's figure stood at the door of the Qingying Bar, swept the mount across the air, and in an arc, the motorcycle was steadily parked at the door of the Qingying Bar in a parking space dedicated to parking such motorcycles and electric vehicles.

The doorman who was guarding the door saw Mo Ping and hurriedly bowed down to greet him: "Brother Ping!" ”

Mo Ping took out a pair of large sunglasses from the chest pocket of his T-shirt, hung them on the bridge of his nose, took a cheerful step, walked into the door of the Pure Shadow Bar, and said to the doormen, "Brothers, hard work!" ”

"Welcome Brother Ping! Brother Ping is hard! "These doormen usually protect the peace of the bar, and they are respectful to people like Mo Ping.

"Where's your boss Wang?" Mo Ping tilted his head and asked.

"Boss? He's in there, Brother Ping, please inside! The doorman had already made a gesture of greeting.

Mo Ping nodded with satisfaction, "Alas, it's still your store that is the most sensible!" He ignored the doorman and strode into the bar.

It may be early, there are a few men and women drinking in the bar, and Boss Wang, the owner of the Qingying Bar, is standing on a boss chair and lying on his back to rest.

"Brother Ping!" The little student who was bartending at the bar saw Mo Ping and immediately shouted respectfully.

This sound was not tight, it woke up Boss Wang, he opened his eyes and saw that it was Mo Ping, he got up, walked over in three steps and two steps, arched his hand slightly, and said with a smile: "Yo, Brother Ping, what wind blew you here?" Didn't you just pay this month's protection fee? ”

Mo Ping glared at Boss Wang, "Old Wang, you are a snob, can't I patronize your business except for collecting protection money?" ”

As soon as Boss Wang heard that Mo Ping was not here to collect protection money, he immediately became more enthusiastic, "Brother Ping can patronize the shop, it's a flourishing flower!" ”

"Don't talk that, I'm patronizing your business, you're in for a treat? What do you think? Mo Ping rolled his eyes and stared at Boss Wang with a thief.

Boss Wang's smiling face immediately stiffened, but soon regained his smiling face, "Brother Ping, you also know that our small shop, small business, profits are as thin as a piece of paper, you are here, I ......"

"What so much nonsense!" Mo Ping was a little unhappy, glared at Boss Wang, and saw that Boss Wang showed a trace of fear, and his tone eased a lot, "Lao Wang, it's not me, it's Brother Scholar, he wants to entertain distinguished guests!" ”

Boss Wang's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "It turned out to be the boss of the flying car group!" Brother Ping, why didn't you say it earlier? Don't worry, I'll make it for you! ”

Mo Ping scolded in his heart: "I'll go. You. Damn, isn't my Mo Ping enough to save face? Uh-huh, you dead old king, I'll see if I'll take a little more protection money next time to get discouraged. ”

Although he was very unhappy with Boss Wang's snobbery, he didn't lose his temper, after all, he knew too well the psychology of Boss Wang and them. In any case, this old king still has to give him some thin noodles.

Mo Ping raised his hand and put it on Boss Wang's shoulder, tilted his head and said, "I said Lao Wang, why do I think you don't like to see my Brother Ping?" ”

Boss Wang was frightened, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Brother Ping, where are you talking about this?" I am very respectful to you, you let me go east, I will never dare to go west. ”

"Haha...... Lao Wang, look at you nervous, don't be afraid, what about me, naturally I won't treat you badly, you can give me a shrewd one tonight, so that I can serve my eldest brother, you know? Mo Ping patted Boss Wang's shoulder, as if joking, and as if he was very serious.

Boss Wang trembled and pointed to the seat on the side, "Brother Ping, don't worry, I specially vacated the seat of the 'Emperor' for Brother Scholar, what do you think?" ”