Zhang Heng didn't wait long, and the group of people from the modified car club came back.

There was also a young man on 911 who came back together, he walked towards Zhang Heng, and at the same time touched his pocket with one hand, so Zhang Heng also took out a utility knife.

"Misunderstanding." Seeing this, the young man hurriedly raised a hand to show that he had no malicious intent, and then took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "You won this competition, and the prize money is 240,000 yuan, what is your bank card number?" ”

"I haven't had time to get a bank card yet, do I have any cash?" Zhang Hengdao.

The young man was stunned when he heard this, this master is a master, is he living so freely, he doesn't even have a bank card, but probably only such a detached person can practice such a car skill.

In martial arts, isn't there often such a description, practicing martial arts to a certain extent, and then going up is the cultivation of the state of mind, in the same way, the really powerful drivers may also be like this? It's probably hard to understand if you don't reach this level.

"You...... Wait. ”

Young people turned around and began to find someone to make money, but now electronic payment has become quite popular, even if they are the rich second generation will not bring much cash when they go out, basically everyone has three or five thousand yuan in their wallets for emergency, after all, they generally swipe cards for large amounts.

So the young people only managed to scrape together about 50,000 yuan after a long time, and judging from the fact that there were ten denominations in it, they should have really tried their best.

"Don't worry, I'll call someone to deliver the rest." The young man patted his chest.

"You guys play modified cars, do you know any places where you can fix cars at night?" Zhang Heng asked after accepting 50,000 yuan.

He had driven Santana to the iron door of the construction site before, and the situation was urgent, and it was impossible for him to stop and open the door, but this also left dents on the front of the car, and the tires and brakes were also seriously worn, and Zhang Heng had to deal with it before he could drive home.

"Yes, yes, we have our own auto repair shop, which is open to the public during the day and tinkering with our own cars in it at night."

"Well, let the rest of the money be sent there." Zhang Heng put away the art knife.

Since the young people who drove 911 had a good attitude, Zhang Heng naturally had no intention of embarrassing them, after all, strictly speaking, tonight's thing was that he was short of money to spend, and he wanted to make a fortune from these rich second generations, so he forced them to compete with him, which not only broke his fortune but also caused a certain psychological shadow.

However, he was still a little surprised when he learned why the young man was so polite to him.

The gang wanted to ask him to be a special advisor to the Modified Car Club and teach them the art of drag racing, after all, according to the young man's words, he had never seen anyone who drove Santana to this job in his life, and this level was enough to teach everyone in the Modified Car Club.

And this lesson is not in vain, every time the modified car club is willing to pay Zhang Heng 20,000 yuan.

It's a pity that Zhang Heng didn't come to this copy to make money, having these 240,000 yuan is enough for his future activities, and it makes no sense if he can't take away more money.

So Zhang Heng refused the young man's invitation, but the two sides still left each other's phone calls.

After that, he finished the inspection and repair of the Santana 3000, went to refill the gas, parked the car back in the garage before dawn, and returned home with a school bag of money.

…………

"You're not going to be ...... again Stayed up late, right? ”

On Monday, in math class, Bai Qing couldn't help but ask after seeing someone yawn and continue to scribble on paper.

Her voice was very low, and Zhang Heng didn't hear it too clearly, so he asked, "Huh?" ”

I said...... Didn't you sleep well last night? Do you have so much homework to copy? ”

Zhang Heng blinked when he heard this, "...... Teacher He is looking at you. ”

"Huh?" Bai Qing was taken aback. Looking back, I saw that Mr. He, who taught chemistry, was looking this way, and his eyes were full of warning, which was also because Bai Qing was a member of the study committee, so she didn't have a seizure on the spot, if it was a student with not very good academic performance, it is estimated that she had begun to maintain classroom discipline.

Bai Qing lowered her head in shame, not daring to say anything more, until Teacher He turned around and poked Zhang Heng with a pen again, "You also spoke, why didn't she look at you." ”

"Because I didn't move my mouth just now." Zhang Heng gave Bai Qing a demonstration, and sure enough, his lips barely moved when he spoke.

“…………”

Bai Qing was speechless, some people, you say he is sleepy, he doesn't know what method to use, he can always grasp the teacher's movements, you say he is not sleepy, he has been yawning there again.

However, she was caught on the spot once, and she didn't talk to Zhang Heng again after that, and obediently returned to being an honor student, until the end of class, seeing Teacher He leaving with the books, Bai Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Actually, you don't have to worry, she doesn't care about the trouble with you." Zhang Hengdao.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because she is worried about her own family life, or to be more precise, she is worried about her husband's cheating, and now she is exhausted, and she doesn't want to get into any other trouble at all, she just wants to finish class and leave quickly."

"Hah...... How do you know her husband is cheating? Did you hide under her couch last night? ”

"I don't have to hide under the sofa in her house to see it, this is an obvious thing, the teachers in our school usually rarely wear makeup, but today Mr. He painted fine makeup for the first time today, and it usually takes at least 40 minutes to paint this kind of makeup, and the first class this morning is her class, if you were her, would you be willing to sacrifice 40 minutes of sleep to paint makeup for the students in your class?"

"But that doesn't mean that her husband is cheating?" Bai Qing thought for a moment.

"Women, especially middle-aged women, if they are not required by work, are willing to get up early in the morning to paint fine makeup generally only two possibilities, either to see a lover, or to meet a rival, from the lipstick she chooses, it is obviously more inclined to the latter, and she seems to be particularly impatient today, she stomps her feet several times in a class in the morning, and the sound is very loud when she turns the book, which does not look like the excitement before going to meet her lover."

Zhang Heng paused, "And if I'm not mistaken, Mr. He is a very controlling person, controls the financial power of the family, is very strict with her husband, and has to check her post every day, but sometimes it is not necessarily a good thing to force it too tightly, especially in front of outsiders, she should not take out this kind of thing to show off, it will bring a lot of psychological pressure to his husband, and at this time he will need a more weak and petite opposite sex to regain his male dignity...... And then tragedy just happened. ”

Bai Qing blushed when he heard this, "How can you know so much about this kind of thing?" ”

"Emotional disputes are a big incentive for crime, and I have studied crime, so I also know a little bit about feelings." Zhang Heng closed the notebook on the table.