"Hehe, it's all here, don't ask me, go explore it yourself." Mo Shanhe's mysticism that persevered to the end really made Mo Shu look at his father differently.

When Mo Shanhe found a parking space and parked the car, Mo Shu, who couldn't wait, immediately pushed the door and jumped out of the car, even Zhang Aimin and Uncle Zhang couldn't take care of it.

Shuttling among the many luxury cars, Mo Shu found that these cars had different owners, and they could be distinguished just by looking at the phone number of the car.

There were still people sitting in some cars, and everyone seemed to be waiting for something, like queuing up to wash or repair the car.

"Dad, are these people here to visit this great god?" Mo Shu initially thought that all the cars belonged to the great god he was about to meet.

"Hehe, it looks like it's all here, but they should not only come to visit, but also have other purposes..."Mo Shanhe's answer came to an abrupt end, and he raised his finger to let Mo Shu see it himself.

Mo Shu looked in the direction of his father's finger, and saw that in a huge workshop in front of him, many workers were in full swing assembling and modifying various luxury cars.

It turns out that this great god runs a car tuning shop.

To be precise, this can be regarded as a modification factory, at least Mo Shu has never seen a large-scale modification shop with such professional equipment.

However, he also made a new discovery, and many of the densely packed modified luxury cars in front of the factory had strange car license plates written in various languages.

Since it is not a domestic license plate in Huaxia, it is an overseas one, and Mo Shu knows at least some English.

In this way, is it possible that overseas modification enthusiasts also come here?

"Hehe, I found out, foreigners will come here to change the car." Mo Shanhe finally said a dialogue that Mo Shu was interested in all morning.

"Well, why are they here? Doesn't it mean that foreign technology will be more advanced? Mo Shu was puzzled.

"Haha, you don't understand the world of the great god yet, let me tell you an exaggerated thing." Listening to the tone, Mo Shanhe also looked up to this great god very much.

It is said that it was five years ago, although the technology of this modification factory is extraordinary, but it lacks publicity, so it has been in a situation of not being well known.

However, this great god does have superb car modification skills, and this undoubted fact has inadvertently reached the ears of several wealthy people in a certain oil country.

Several wealthy people immediately decided to come to this modification factory to have a look, and then change their supercars to play, so a group of people came to visit China.

They first transported more than 10 limited-edition supercars through ocean cruises into the territory of China, and after obtaining customs entry procedures through many approvals, they were accidentally stuck in the link where Huaxia did not allow cars with foreign license plates to be on the road.

What can I do? The rich people who had traveled thousands of miles here began to discuss that it would not be feasible to drive there by themselves, but it would take more than half a month to transport their supercars from the port here by car transportation.

For more than half a month, these rich people can't just be idle, or bumpy with the transport truck, they are all tens of millions of people who buy and sell every minute.

So one of the oil tycoons, who had deep cooperation with many enterprises in China, stepped forward and turned to one of the most powerful industrial companies in China.

And this industrial company also gave the oil tycoon a lot of face, and they helped the oil tycoon get a transport helicopter through various connections, and flew directly to the nearest airport to land at the port.

Needless to say, of course, this transport helicopter fell from the sky and stopped on the ground of an empty weedy not far from the modification factory in front of Mo Shu's eyes.

Fortunately, there were many domestic modification enthusiasts present, and many of them witnessed the gorgeous debut of more than 10 limited edition supercars with a total value almost equal to that of helicopters.

And some of the very wealthy second generations in China recorded this video and sent it to the social media platforms of various websites.

Everyone knows how wide the rich second generation is, for a while these videos caused a lot of sensation in the car modification circle at home and abroad, and then there was slowly today's prosperous scene of car overcrowding.

Besides, this modification god that everyone looks up to and worships is the one who went overseas with Mo Shanhe, once served as the chief designer of the Huaxia Automobile Team, and now the founder and promoter of the Nanshan Automobile Association, the best friend of the "old ghost" Mo Shanhe, and the car modification master with the nickname of "Smoker", Tang Xian.

"Uncle Smoker? The one that bought me Transformers when I was a kid? Mo Shu felt that the worldview of his childhood memories was about to be subverted.

"Haha, yes, that's him!" Mo Shanhe smiled, he hadn't come to visit Tang Xian for a long time.

You must know that the "old ghost" Mo Shanhe, the "smoke ghost" Tang Xianxian, and the "water ghost" Ji Jianjian, the three of them were inseparable good friends back then, and others also gave them an extremely old-school combination name, called "Three Heroes of Ghosts".

"I remember that there is another Uncle Ji, is he still in touch?" Of course, Mo Shu can also remember Ji Jianjian, Tang Xianxing bought him Transformers, and Ji Jianshe always secretly gave little Mo Shu some pocket money back then.

"Good boy, you remember Lao Ji, but unfortunately there has been no news." Mo Shanhe sighed, he remembered that there was an accident after the "Three Heroes of the Ghosts" returned to China, and Ji Jianshe disappeared in that fire, and since then he has not seen anyone alive or dead, as if the world has evaporated.

Because of the fire, Mo Shanhe and Tang Xianxing also had a big quarrel, after all, neither of the two of them could rescue Lao Ji, and neither of them could get over the hurdle of losing their brother, which was almost a big reason why Mo Shanhe quit the racing world.

Mo Shanhe fell into deep memories, but heard a familiar voice shouting: "Old ghost? ”

Mo Shu followed the sound and looked over, only to see a white-haired old man staggering out of the factory, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a peer from his father in the same period.

"Haha, Old Don!" Mo Shanhe's smile floated, and he opened his arms and hugged his old brother he hadn't seen for many years.

"Old ghost, what kind of wind blew you to me?" Tang Xian grabbed Mo Shanhe's shoulder and said excitedly.

"It's not for my son." Mo Shanhe turned his head to look at Mo Shu, then turned to look at Tang Xian with sad eyes for a long time, and said distressedly: "Old Tang, I haven't seen you for half a year, why is your hair a lot whiter?" Why is the leg getting worse? Didn't go to the doctor? ”

"Hey! The doctor couldn't diagnose it, saying that I was overexhausted when I was young, which caused me to age a little fast now, and incurable diseases haha! Tang Xianxing didn't think so.

Mo Shu looked at these two old brothers with a wry smile on the side, and his heart was also full of sourness, although his father was also a lot older, how could Uncle Tang age so fast.

He still clearly remembers that when he got the Transformers, Uncle Tang's handsome face full of heroism without a trace of wrinkles, time flies so fast!

"Wow!" Tang Xianxing suddenly shouted, and Mo Shanhe jumped to his feet in fright.

"Little Mo Shu! My little Mo tree?! ”

It turned out that Tang Xian had too many visitors here, and he hadn't carefully observed the young man who was following Mo Shanhe before.

It wasn't until he remembered that Mo Shanhe said that he was here for his son, that he took a few serious glances at Mo Shu and could tell it.

Do the math, Tang Xianxing hasn't seen the short and thin little Mo Shu in his memory for more than 10 years.