"Hey, are you Mo Shu, Mo Shenda?" The owner of the MK7 is still asking.

However, Mo Shu didn't respond at all, just dragged Wang Yu into the distance.

In order to avoid more onlookers, Mo Shu and Wang Yu went to a nearby auto parts retail store.

Fortunately, the owner is a gray-haired old man, so he shouldn't know them.

"See for yourself what you need, and if you don't understand anything, just ask me." The uncle was reading with glasses, but he glanced at the two of them coldly, and then continued to focus on his own business.

Mo Wang and the others were trying to avoid car fans, and although they didn't have any purchase needs, they could only pretend to take a look.

After turning around, they found that although the store was not large, there was a wide variety of goods on the shelves.

There are power accessories as well as exterior kits, ranging from spoilers to screws.

And the owner's purchase taste is also quite good, basically selling some very individual, very avant-garde modification brands.

This made Mo Shu a little surprised, and he couldn't help but have a question in his heart, is this old man really the shopkeeper? How did he learn about these trend-setting modified cars?

"Cough~~~" Mo Shu cleared his throat, planning to gossip once, anyway, he had to hide here for a while, so it was better to pass the time as a small talk.

"Huh?" The old man looked like he was listening.

"Sir, your things here are quite good, and these goods are purchased according to your own preferences?"

"Hehe, of course not, you see how old I am, how can I still care about researching and purchasing goods."

"Oh? Are you in charge of management? ”

"I can't talk about management, I just come to help my grandson take a look at the store when I have nothing to do."

So that's the case, the old man's grandson should be the owner of this shop, Mo Shu was right in his heart.

"What about your grandson? Do you also play with cars? ”

"Of course, it's almost crazy obsession, and in order to open this store, our family has almost helped each other, and we haven't made it back yet."

"Hehe, yes, modified cars are relatively niche, and it is understandable that the return to cost is slower."

"Is it niche? Why didn't I think that since we held a downhill race in Yundingfeng, Nanshan City, as long as there is a car in my compound, the young men have followed the magic, thinking about changing the car and playing with the car all day long, which has caused us elders to have a headache. The old man turned on the complaint mode, "Take my grandson as an example, his car originally only cost more than 10,000 yuan in modification fees, and my parents and I can accept it, but since he went to Yunding Peak, he has been talking about a person called Shushen every day after returning home, and the energy and cost of investing in changing the car are getting bigger and bigger, and yesterday he also installed more than 50,000 yuan of parts on his car in one go, you don't know my anger, his second-hand car is not expensive to modify!" ”

"Hehe, it's normal and normal, as long as you change the car, the investment is not small." Mo Shu comforted the uncle.

"I think you young man Sven Wen can't be a crazy modified car kid too, right? Why don't you come to me for a stroll? When the uncle heard what Mo Shu meant, he stood on his grandson's side, took off his glasses and looked at Mo Shu a few times, and his expression was a little disgusted.

"Uncle, you think about it too much, I just go shopping, and now I don't even drive a car." Mo Shu said with a smile.

"Hmph, old man, I advise you, don't move the mind of changing the car, isn't there a saying among you young people, it's called playing with cars for three generations, and changing cars will ruin your life!"

"Haha, uncle, you are so humorous, that sentence was originally called three generations of poor photography, and SLR ruined life."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I don't approve of changing the car, just drive the car well, what to change, if it weren't for the big investment in this store, my old man wouldn't be too lazy to come over to help."

"Yes, yes, uncle, you are right, we young people should listen more to the opinions of our elders." Finding that the other party became more and more excited the more he talked, Mo Shu began to coax the old man.

At the same time, the bell at the door of the store rang, and Mo Shu thought that the fans had discovered his whereabouts, so he hurriedly turned sideways to look at the goods.

But I heard a familiar voice say: "Grandpa, my 'Purple Dragon' is amazing today!" ”

Isn't Zilong a cartoon character? Isn't this old man's grandson a man who plays with cars? Is he still a fan of two-dimensional modified cars?

Mo Shu sounded strange, and he was also very curious, turned his head to look, but met the eyes of the comer, and both of them were dumbfounded.

It turned out that the "purple dragon" referred to the purple MK7 that won the race earlier, and the owner of this store was the MK7 owner who was calling for Mo Shu just now.

"Mo God?! I'll just say it's you, why did you slip away just now? Seeing Mo Shu, the owner of the MK7 was instantly overjoyed.

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

After looking around, Mo Shu actually hid in his own store, and was "caught" by himself.

"Uh~~~Hehe..."Mo Shu didn't know how to answer, and laughed embarrassedly.

He still remembers that when he talked to the shopkeeper's grandfather, the old man had just expressed his dissatisfaction with himself, and now he was exposed, and he didn't know how his grandfather would react.

"You! You're the Dryad? The old man's wrinkled eyes suddenly widened.

"Grandpa~~ What tree god? People are Mo God! My idol! The owner of the MK7 corrected with a pout.

"You..."The old man pointed at Mo Shu with his hand, looking innocent and deceived, "Hey! With a sigh, he went to read a book by himself.

"Sir, don't be angry, I didn't deliberately hide it from you, my identity is sensitive, I have to do it as a last resort, and changing the car to play with the car is not as unprofessional as you imagined." Mo Shu comforted the old man embarrassedly.

The owner of the MK7 said: "Mo Shen, it's okay, my grandfather likes cars, when he was young, he was an elite repairman in their factory, he is old and stubborn, thinking that he can't make money in this business, so he is like this." ”

"Okay, if the old gentleman is not angry, let's take our leave first." Mo Shu knew that it was inconvenient to stay for a long time, so he found a gap and prepared to leave.

Although the owner of the MK7 repeatedly retained, Mo Shu only waved his hand politely and repeatedly.

Seeing that Mo Shu was about to push the door out, he was stopped by a photo posted on the door frame.

The content of this photo is a "group photo" of the owner of the mk7 car owner and Mo Shu and Geng Hua, although Mo Shu and Geng Hua did not look at the camera, and this photo is obviously a "candid shot" of the owner approaching them, but you can still see the smug look on the owner's face, and he tried his best to resist the posture of others into the painting.

"Geng Hua, long time no see...", Mo Shu's heart was filled with a trace of sourness.

Since Geng Hua's "first seven", Mo Shu no longer has the courage to face Geng Hua's face, but he didn't expect that today in a modified car shop, he and Geng Hua "reunited".

Finding that Mo Shu stopped, the owner of the MK7 hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Mo Shen, you and Geng Hua are my two favorite drivers, the photos are proof!" I hope you can really take a photo with me today, may I have a dream. ”

"Hehe, no one is here, what a photo." Mo Shu sighed and still planned to leave.

Who knew that the owner of the MK7 was still unwilling, and begged behind Mo Shu: "Please Mo Shen, I am really a fan of you two, do you know what the name of my store is?" ”

What is the name of the store? Could it be called "Moshen Modified Car Club?" Or is it "Geng Hua Private Car Service Center?" ”

It's better not to call those, Wang Yu will send a lawyer's letter to sue for infringement, and Mo Shu is not interested in knowing, one foot has already stepped out of the door.

"Mo God! Didn't you look at the signboard when you walked in? The name of the shop here is 'Birch Cars'! ”