Saturday, 21st.

It was a very ordinary weekend, but it was a busy day for Xiao Wang Auto Repair.

From morning to night, luxury cars worth millions of dollars kept coming and going in and out of his small car dealership frequently, and Wang Zhijun and several car repairers under him were also busy.

Wang Zhijun is 38 years old Chinese New Year's Eve and a father of two children. He drove the car dealership for more than ten years. From the beginning of the "little king", to the present, although Wang Zhijun has not been promoted to an old king, he is by no means young.

Growing up with the years, there is also Wang Zhijun's reputation for repairing cars, more precisely, the reputation of changing cars.

Wang Zhijun, who has been interested in machinery since he was a child, entered an auto repair school after graduating from junior high school, there were not many auto repair schools at that time, the teacher taught seriously, Wang Zhijun learned carefully, coupled with his natural interest and understanding of auto repair, so that he practiced excellent car repair skills at a young age. After returning to Qinhai to open a shop, Wang Zhijun became interested in changing cars again, and became the first person in Qinhai's automobile modification industry by relying on his genius-like understanding.

People who love road racing in Qinhai know that the best car shop in Qinhai is this inconspicuous-looking "Xiao Wang Auto Repair", here, as long as you are willing to pay enough money, you will definitely get the high-performance sports car of your dreams, whether you love violent linear acceleration, or love the thrill of cornering drift, here can change the car that meets your taste.

A black EVO slowly drove out of the garage of Xiao Wang's auto repair, but it was the chariot of the drill Sun Yan. He had just done a full set of dynamic balance tests here, and had a comprehensive check of the car's brakes, propulsion system, tires, etc., which alone cost him 8,000 yuan. However, compared to the fierce competition that will come in the evening, this small amount of money is still worth it.

You must know that the road is high-speed, the danger factor of high-speed road racing is quite high, especially on the winding mountain road of Lotus Mountain, the performance requirements of the car are higher, which is not sloppy at all. Although the riders are adventurous. But taking risks doesn't mean stupidly going to death. Preparing well before a race, especially a systematic inspection of the car, is a must for every driver.

"Huh? Is it TT of Midnight Rose? Sun Yan, who was just about to drive away, glanced at a white TT that drove in the direction of the gas station. He recognized it at a glance as Anya's car. Although Anya has several sports cars. But when she drove what car. Sun Yan has always been knowledgeable, after all, there are only a few masters in the Qinhai racing circle, and this Night Rose is a rare beauty among them. Naturally, the attention is a little higher.

"Hey, Ya'er, it's so early." Sun Yan rolled down the window with a grin and said hello to Anya.

"Sun Yan, I warn you, don't call me that, we don't know each other that well." Anya got out of the car, threw the key to Wang Zhijun, heard Sun Yan's voice, immediately glared at him angrily, and said coldly.

Sun Yan continued to smile and say with a smile: "Ya'er, don't be so angry, why bother if you are an old acquaintance." By the way, I heard that you bet a million on a Golf? Where did this guy come from? ”

Hearing Sun Yan's words, Anya squinted her eyes and stared at him, and only after a long time did she say lightly: "Does it have anything to do with you?" Just drive your own car. ”

Sun Yan was bored, closed the car window in disgust, and secretly cursed Anya in her heart for pretending to be high.

"Sooner or later, one day, Uncle will press you on the bed and let you kneel and sing conquest, hehe, let you taste the power of my 'drill'!" Sun Yan slowly drove the car away, looking at Anya in the rearview mirror, a glint of resentment flashed in his eyes.

The drivers participating in the race are nervously preparing, and one of the largest underground bookmakers in Qinhai is also busy in an intense and orderly manner. This bookmaker called "Goldman Sachs" is a well-deserved veteran company in Qinhai, it is said to have a dual background of official and black power, and even the power of the military.

This underground racing, all parties involved in the gambling as high as more than 30 million, although in the view of Goldman Sachs, this money is not a large amount, their main business, football betting is the majority, often a game down, the gambling is as high as hundreds of millions, in comparison, this underground gambling car is simply trivial. However, in terms of underground racing alone, this time the bet is the highest ever. Among them, there is a mysterious bet, which actually invested 5 million at one time, and it actually pressed a previously unknown golf, which made the car's handicap soar, and even people with Goldman Sachs paid attention to it.

"Xiao Li, have you found the background of this golf?" In a large office on the seventeenth floor of Goldman Sachs Import and Export Trading Company, the manager in charge of Che Saijiang asked in a deep voice tonight.

Goldman Sachs Import & Export Trading Company is actually a "shell" of Goldman Sachs Gaming, which is regulated by the government in the mainland gaming industry, so it needs to be remodeled in this way.

"Mr. Jiang, I've checked, the owner's name is Chu Yang, a student who graduated from high school, and I haven't heard of it in the underground racing world in Qinhai before." A young man in a black suit stood respectfully in front of the large Taipan desk, bowing his head slightly and reporting respectfully.

"Oh? Student? Interesting, what's the deal with the five million? Mr. Jiang asked with interest.

"I don't know, according to the investigation, it was an order commissioned by a rider named Night Rose." Xiao Li reported.

"A driver, actually entrusting an order and betting on other drivers? Could it be that this student is a master? Manager Jiang touched his chin and pondered. It stands to reason that he can't afford to invest so much energy in researching a small underground gambling car, but this time the handicap is a little abnormal, but he has to pay attention to it.

"How about the driver from Yanjing, and what are the odds?" Manager Jiang asked.

"The odds are very low, because they are the favorites to win the championship, so there are more off-court bets, and the odds are now 0.85."

Zhilu said. Go down. Manager Jiang waved his hand and let Xiao Li out of his office, while he leaned back on the chair, not knowing what Lu Dao was pondering.

Qinhai Road, opposite the West China Conservatory of Music, in an antique building, a melodious flute sound faintly floated out.

In a quiet room on the third floor, Chu Yang was holding a purple bamboo flute and playing a song full of ancient style.

Opposite him, on a spring and autumn chair. Ma Di, dressed in a white Tang suit, was sitting leisurely on it. Drinking the freshly brewed West Lake Longjing, playing with a pair of good walnuts in his hand, sometimes closing his eyes and listening, sometimes bowing his head to taste tea. The demeanor is very leisurely.

The flute sounds leisurely. Its sound is thick. It seems to bring the time and space between the present and the ancient, although it is just a simple flute, without any accompaniment. But it exudes a sense of desolation, which is particularly moving!

"Yes, yes! Chu Yang's song "Far Rhyme" has already obtained its true essence, with a full range of voices, ancient style and ancient rhyme, wonderful! Madier listened to Chu Yang's song, and nodded leisurely.

"Mr. Ma has won the award, this song was created by you, and if you can write such a song, you are the essence of the ancient song "Su Wu Shepherd", and you can adapt it well." Chu Yang said with a smile, and casually put the flute on the flute stand on the side.

This piano room is built when the Huayin Pavilion was built, Chu Yang set aside alone, not open to the public, only for the purpose of meeting friends to discuss music, after the opening of the Huayin Pavilion, Ma Di has become a frequent visitor here, every three or five to come to a trip, with Chu Yang swinging the dragon gate array, learning from the flute, never tired of it.

Ma Di is a master of flute art, but Chu Yang is the young man with the highest understanding that Ma Di has seen among the younger generation. Although the flute skills are not necessarily the most refined, the understanding and performance of music are inferior to him, and he often finds many things worth learning from himself in Chu Yang's performance. So after coming and going, the two became close friends and forgetful friends.

"Hehe, the two of us, don't flatter each other, your school will be on vacation next week, and my concert is about to start, you remember to tell your family in advance, don't go when the time comes." Madi said with a smile.

"No problem, I don't have anything to do during the holidays, just take this opportunity to go around the treasure island." Chu Yang said to Madi.

"Okay, hehe, my good friend Zhang Yanwu is also a flute idiot, when the time comes, I will introduce him to you, you must have a common topic, haluha, by the way, don't forget to help me prepare a set of bamboo rhymes, Lao Zhang came to me last time to see my flute rhyme, but I have been greedy for a long time, and I almost came to grab it." Madi said with a smile.

"No problem, it's already done, why don't you bring it back today?" Chu Yang said, picking up a flute bag from the corner and handing it to Ma Di. Although Diyun is valuable, it is external, and for Chu Yang, it is just to spend more time selecting materials and putting more effort into production.

"Then you don't need it, you can take it then, if you give it to me now, I'm afraid I won't be willing to give that old thing when the time comes." Madi said with a smile.

"Look at what you said, Mr. Ma, as long as you use it, just tell me what tune you don't have, and I will definitely make it for you as soon as possible." Chu Yang said with a smile.

"Ha Luha, this is what you said, and you are not allowed to regret it when the time comes." Ma Di Da Lu smiled and pointed to Chu Yang's nose and said.

"What's the matter, it's noon, let's have a drink or two together." Chu Yang invited with a smile.

"No, no, there are still classes in the academy in the afternoon, and I'm not as casual as you. Let's go, let's go, wait for my call next week. Ma Di said, got up and chatted with Chu Yang for a few words, then turned around and walked out of Huayin Pavilion.

"Mr. Madi?"

"Hello Mr. Madi!"

When his figure appeared on the first floor, he was suddenly seen by a few flute friends who were choosing flutes, and greeted him in surprise.

Chu Yang, who saw this scene, couldn't help but sigh at the strength of celebrities, the business in the store has been good during this time, and it can be said that most of it is due to Ma Di's personal charm. Of course, the opening also won a lot of popularity for Chu Yang, and now Huayin Pavilion has a turnover of more than 200,000 yuan every month, deducting miscellaneous expenses, Jing's profit is actually as high as 150,000 or 60,000, as a store mainly engaged in a single musical instrument, such a turnover is already very exaggerated, although Chu Yang really doesn't look down on this little money now, but seeing that the Huayin Pavilion that he has established single-handedly can achieve such results, Chu Yang's heart is still a little proud.

The phone rang suddenly, but it was Anya calling.

"Hey, beauty, what's the matter?" Answering the phone, Chu Yang asked with a grin.

"Can't I call you if there's nothing to do?" The tone of the beautiful woman opposite is obviously as hot as ever.

"Has the car been inspected?" Anya asked directly.

"What to check for a new car? It's good. Chu Yang asked strangely.

"I've served you, big brother, you have to compete at night, forget it, I'll go over to you in a while, where are you?"

After getting Chu Yang's address, he hung up the phone with a "snap", and it was really a resolute character.

Three minutes later, a white TT stopped in front of Huayin Pavilion with a thud. (To be continued......)