Chapter 116 [Just Ambiguous] (Part 2)

"You are so tiny!"

"That's because I care about you!" Official Zhang's high-sounding reasons always emerge one after another.

Because grandpa's condition has stabilized, Chu Yanran does not need to stay in the hospital to accompany him tonight. His old subordinates rushed to come and take care of him. Chu Yanran said, "You go back and rest first, I will invite you out for dinner tonight."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I have to prepare some medicines. I will send them here after I go back and prepare them. Just wait for me here!"

According to Chu Zhennan's intention, he was going to return to his home in Mengxian Lake to recuperate now, but as soon as this idea was expressed, it was unanimously opposed by everyone. The old commander could only agree to stay in the hospital for two more days. Fortunately, after Zhang Yang gave him acupuncture, his limbs gradually recovered their perception. Although he could not move freely like usual, he was able to get out of bed and walk. Such recovery speed had already been described by these experts from the Military Sub-district Hospital as a medical miracle.

It took Zhang Yang an afternoon to complete all the medicinal materials and pack them according to the proportions, and sent them to Chu Zhennan. Chu Zhennan's condition was stable, so he could not stay in Jing'an for a long time and was preparing to return to Dongjiang early tomorrow morning.

Chu Zhennan is a person who can't stay idle. His condition has just improved. He has called a group of old subordinates to play cards and chat with him in the ward. Zhang Yang told Chu Zhennan about leaving tomorrow morning. Chu Zhennan nodded and said, "Yanran, go back and go home and give Zhang Yang the tea set I gave to you Grandpa Du, and let him take it there." Chu Zhennan and Du Shankui have been with each other for many years. They know that Zhang Yang often goes to Du Shankui's house, so they remembered to ask Zhang Yang to bring something over.

Chu Yanran nodded and whispered: "I understand!" Zhang Yang just arrived yesterday and was about to leave tomorrow. Her heart was full of nostalgia and reluctance.

Zhang Yang suddenly remembered Chen Chongshan and smiled and said, "Old Chief, do you know Chen Chongshan?"

Chu Zhennan was slightly stunned: "Chen Chongshan? Do you think he is an old pedantic?"

Zhang Yang didn't know which old pedan he mentioned was, so he was stunned.

Chu Zhennandao: "I heard that during the Cultural Revolution, his whole family was sent to Chunyang. Later, his son died. Since then, the old guy has lost his news. Why? Have you seen him? Is he knowing his whereabouts?"

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "He is in Qingtai Mountain!"

Chu Zhennan was excited and said, "When I recover from my illness, I will definitely go to play chess and chat with this old guy. I haven't seen him in twenty years!"

Chu Yanran whispered: "Don't be excited, the illness has not been cured yet, don't think about these things!"

Chu Zhennan was already annoyed by his granddaughter's control and advised her to take Zhang Yang to dinner, so she would not need her to accompany her tonight.

Chu Yanran was worried about his subordinates, so she specially called Hong Changwu outside the door and explained it.

He sat in Chu Yanran's red horsewoman and returned to Mengxian Lake to get the tea set to give to Du Shankui. Chu Yanran suggested going to the seafood family to eat seafood. When he walked halfway, the jeep had a tread. Not far ahead was Yuedong Car Shop. Chu Yanran was very familiar with Xiaozhuang, the boss there, and drove the car directly into the car.

When Xiaozhuang saw Chu Yanran's horse-woman, he happily greeted him, took off his gloves and said, "What? The tire is tied?"

Chu Yanran looked at Zhang Yang with some depression and said, "Why did I realize that every time I met you, I always had to have a baby?"

Zhang Yang was about to talk about this and couldn't help laughing. However, the two times he had been with Chu Yanran, the tire was pierced by humans, and this time it was purely accidental.

Xiaozhuang kicked the tire: "Old rule, change it to a new one?"

Chu Yanran nodded. She had a habit of changing into a new one as long as the tire was thorned. Xiaozhuang called a worker over and invited Zhang Yang and Chu Yanran to the office for tea. When passing through the workshop, Chu Yanran was attracted by a black Suzuki 1000 road race parked there. She came to the motorcycle and looked at it. Xiaozhuang smiled and said, "The goods I just arrived were just loaded today. The latest model of Suzuki Company. Do you want to try it?" He is also one of the members of the Motorcycle Association. He secretly traded some parallel motorcycles. Chu Yanran has always been his big customer.

Chu Yanran walked over, turned on the power supply and looked at it, took pictures of the seat and said, "How much?"

"Sixty-eight thousand! I make 8,000!" Because Chu Yanran is an old customer of Xiaozhuang, he doesn't have much pretext for quoting, and he makes money in the bright spot. He also knows that as long as Chu Yanran looks at things, he won't care about such a little money.

At this time, the tire worker who changed the tires came over and told Chu Yanran that there was a problem with the shock absorption behind the Wrangler, and he should have replaced it. Chu Yanran then remembered that the Wrangler should have been at the time of maintenance. She patted the motorcycle lane: "I want this car, Xiaozhuang, put the jeep here first. Let them do some maintenance for me, and I will get it tomorrow! I will send you the money for the car by the way!"

Xiaozhuang agreed happily.

Chu Yanran started the motorcycle, and the engine made a low and pleasant roar. From her expression, she could tell that she liked the motorcycle very much.

Xiaozhuang said: "There is an event at Tianyun Palace Stadium in the evening. You drive this car over and make sure they are shocked!" He brought two helmets: "I will give it to you by imported originals!"

Chu Yanran smiled and said, "I'm really a little moved when you say this!" She raised her head to Zhang Yang and said, "Get in the car!"

Zhang Yang came to the back seat and sat down. The back seat of the road race was very high. He sat on it and had to stick his butt up. This sitting posture was indeed a bit indecent. Chu Yanran looked at Zhang Yang's somewhat embarrassed expression from the reflector, couldn't help laughing in her heart, and said softly: "Sit firmly!" She activated the accelerator, and the motorcycle rushed out of the car like a sharp arrow. Zhang Daren subconsciously stretched out his arms and wrapped around her slender waist that she held.

Chu Yanran drove a motorcycle through the traffic, attracting the attention of countless passers-by.

The combination of beauty and motorcycles is full of wildness and softness. Such a picture is so bright in the noisy city.

Chu Yanran did not wear a helmet. Her long black hair was pulled up by the wind from time to time and gently patted Zhang Yang's face. Zhang Yang hugged her slender waist. The heat of her big hands penetrated into her body through Chu Yanran's leather jacket. Chu Yanran's smile was shy and unspeakable happiness.

Zhang Yang said loudly: "Girl, it's too shameful to sit behind!"

"What did you say?"

Chu Yanran slowed down and Zhang Yang repeated again. This guy was a face-loving man. From the eyes of passers-by around him, he felt the contempt for him. A man actually sat behind a woman like a monkey. This is so that's all.

Chu Yanran stopped the motorcycle, nodded and said, "Okay! Come and drive!"

Zhang Yang had touched a motorcycle twice in Beijing, and had ridden a three-wheeled slap. He exchanged positions with Chu Yanran without hesitation. For safety reasons, he would put on his helmet.

Chu Yanran whispered to him to operate the key points, but this guy was very unfair and had already started the engine and hung up the gear... turned off...

The motorcycle rushed forward and then stopped abruptly. Chu Yanran was rushing forward and pressed against Zhang Yang's back because of his inertia. Zhang Yang immediately felt the two elastic balls behind him. Chu Yanran loudly explained the key points to him. The guy restarted and then rushed again. Chu Yanran pressed him tightly. He saw the bad smile in Zhang Yang's eyes from the reflector. Then he realized that this time he was doing it on purpose, raised his palm and gave it twice on his helmet.

Zhang Yang laughed and said, "Sit firmly!"

Chu Yanran sat very steadily, Zhang Yang driving at a speed of no more than 30 kilometers. Seeing cars one after another, motorcycles passed one after another, and in the last few young people riding bicycles also passed one after another. They looked at the super cool motorcycle and the super beautiful girl in the back seat with envy, but their eyes fell on Zhang Yang's face and turned into contempt. This guy had no way of a road knight, driving slowly like a snail.

But Chu Yanran ignored the eyes of others and sat behind Zhang Yang, holding his waist. Her heart was filled with warmth. She would rather never go over at this moment. Zhang Yang finally mastered the key to manipulating this motorcycle, and the speed was faster. Chu Yanran pointed to the seafood family in front and signaled him to push the motorcycle over. At this time, Chu Yanran's cell phone rang. It turned out to be Sun Xiaowei's phone number, or invited her to the Tianyun Palace Stadium to participate in the event.

Chu Yanran hung up the phone and attached it to Zhang Yang's ear and said, "Or why, let's go to the stadium to join in the fun!" She has been staying in the hospital these two days, and she is really a little frustrated. In addition, she just bought a new car, and she is eager to try it out.

Zhang Yang is also a very playful person. He nodded, and Chu Yanran guided him to the Tianyun Palace Stadium.

Tianyun Palace Stadium is an old stadium in Jing'an. It is now abandoned and will be demolished next spring. It has temporarily become a gathering place for motorcycle enthusiasts.

When Zhang Yang and Chu Yanran drove into the stadium, night had already fallen, and the spotlights above the stadium were turned on, making the entire stadium lights brightly illuminated.

There were many tables in the lounge area, with food and wine on them, which were provided for free for members of the motorcycle association who came to participate in the event. There were four motorcycle riders performing on the ground in the middle.

Several young girls wearing red down coats were cheering and screaming, and Zhang Yang smiled and said, "It's fun!"

Chu Yanran glared at him. When the guy saw the beauty, his eyes glowed and he whispered: "Please be honest for me!"

Most of the time I came here to play are children of some cadres from Jing'an, and ordinary people can't afford to play motorcycles. When it first became popular, they came back from studying abroad. They participated in underground racing abroad and felt the novel and exciting, so they copied it here according to the foreign model. However, the national conditions were different, so they learned a little inappropriate. The girls wearing red down coats were racing girls. As their activities began, they also attracted many idle people in society. Gradually, such gatherings between car friends became complicated. Recently, underground racing gambling has happened from time to time, and there are often fights.

Sun Xiaowei was wearing a racing suit and drinking beer in the rest area. When he saw Zhang Yang riding the black Suzuki carrying Chu Yanran, a sneer appeared on his face. He came up and nodded to Zhang Yang, and then shouted enthusiastically: "Yanran, you are here!"

Zhang Yang parked his car and walked towards the rest area with Chu Yanran. As soon as they left, a group of people gathered around their motorcycles to discuss their scores.

Chu Yanran took the food and drinks and came to the small table with Zhang Yang.

A strong man with a burly body walked towards them. His name was Wang Han, one of the elders of the Moxie Association. He was also familiar with Chu Yanran and smiled and said, "Yanran, your car is good. Do you want to compete at night?"

Chu Yanran looked at the entrance and more than a dozen road racing cars drove in. It seemed that the scene was very big tonight. She sipped the orange juice and said carelessly: "What's the rule?"

"Starting for 5,000, there is no limit on the quota... Twenty people have signed up tonight. The old rules are the ones who take away half of the first name!"

Zhang Yang listened next to him and calculated silently, which means that the minimum bonus of the top title should be 50,000.

Chu Yanran said: "Okay, count me!"

"Finish! Have fun first, run the third ring road at 11 o'clock in the evening!" Wang Han said and went to lobby somewhere else.

Chu Yanran explained to Zhang Yang that the bonus is only a reward you can see, and does not include many people participating in gambling and betting. This kind of underground racing is illegal, but for young people who have nowhere to vent their energy, this kind of sports has a super attractiveness.

Chu Yanran had no interest in this, but today she just got a new car, so she naturally had the desire to try it out.
Chapter completed!