"She used to do that for people..." Mrs. Li looked contemptuous.
Song Xiang wondered, "Which one?"
Mrs. Li clicked her tongue, moved closer, and said three words.
pimp.
Song Xiang was surprised and speechless for a moment.
Mrs. Li leaned next to her and continued to say: "Later, I married a nouveau riche from the north. I just squeezed in recently. We don't want to play with her."
Song Xiang turned to look at the other person again, thinking of the photo just now.
I thought to myself, it was probably Yan Zhicheng’s lace when he was young, and it’s nothing new.
It's just that Nan... sounds a bit familiar.
Just as I was thinking about it, my phone rang. It was Ding Fan.
"Mr. Song, the test drive is ready."
Song Xiang looked at the time and saw that it was almost five o'clock.
Yue Ji's new car came online, and she had to go and try two of them in person. She was supposed to get it done two days ago, but she was in a bad mood, which delayed her business.
You need to make a reservation for the test drive, and today is already the latest time.
Fortunately, the important things were done, and she said a few words to Mrs. Li that she could leave first.
When we arrived at the scene, the sun had not weakened yet, and Ding Fan and Suman were both there.
"If you don't come to work today, you will have to ask Mr. Su to do it for you." Ding Fan said helplessly.
Song Xiang felt a little ashamed. He was disturbed by his emotions in the past two days, which was really inappropriate.
The test track is very large and is a semi-abandoned racing track.
Yue Ji's car is more of an everyday car, so it is more than enough for testing in a place like this.
"Don't worry, you can get in. This car has been tried countless times. There can't be any problems." The technician handed the key to Song Xiang.
Song Xiang understood that her test drive was a ritual, a serious test that she had done countless times before leaving the factory.
After taking the key and getting into the car, Suman sat in the passenger seat.
"You can run as you like, this car can drive two hundred." The technician knocked on the window, very confident.
Song Xiang nodded with a smile and started the engine.
Suman whistled, "Press the accelerator to the bottom!"
Song Xiang was happy when he heard the voice. At least what Yue Ji produced was fine.
She didn't dare to start too fast, pulled the handbrake, and took eighty steps out.
Suman sat on the edge and felt that it was not enough. "Have you ever played a racing car? It's okay to drive a hundred and fifty."
Song Xiang glanced at the stopwatch and said, "Hold on."
Suman cheered and held the handle firmly.
Song Xiang stepped on the accelerator and watched the stopwatch move rapidly, feeling like he was hanging in the air when he sat down.
Suman sat next to him, probably because he was stimulated, but he kept asking him to go faster.
Song Xiang knew what he was doing, and although he accelerated, he didn't drive randomly.
After two laps, I made sure the car was in good condition and prepared to slow down for the last lap.
"Two more laps..."
thumping!
Suman's words were still in the wind. Suddenly, the front wheels of the car spun and the front seat suddenly fell down.
Song Xiang opened his eyes wide and felt that the steering wheel was out of control.
There's something wrong with the tires.
People on the sidelines were stunned, watching the car swerve in random directions on the straight and keep flying down.
"Hurry up and get the discarded tires to prevent collision!!"
Song Xiang sat in the car, turned the steering wheel quickly, and watched the car crash into the curve.
Suman's scream could be heard in his ears.
If they collided with each other this time, even if they hit a discarded tire, both of them would be seriously injured.
She gritted her teeth, didn't press the brakes, and turned the steering wheel frantically.
At the critical moment, the car drifted along the curve.
After successfully reaching the straight road, she stepped on the brake again.
There was a harsh sound that startled all the birds in the surrounding forest to fly out.
The last blow is so exciting that it makes people's ears tremble.