When someone parked her car on the side of the road, Song Meiyue considered many situations in that brief second. She even prepared for the worst, but she never expected that the car would just run out of battery.
Song Meiyue stared blankly at Jiang Qi, who looked innocent next to her. At the same time, countless words came to her mouth, but she didn't know how to speak.
"What should we do now?" Song Meiyue suppressed her inner dissatisfaction and asked lightly.
"I'll first check if there are any charging piles nearby. Aunt Song, don't panic. I'm here. I will definitely send you home safely." Jiang Qi took out his mobile phone and searched for nearby charging piles on the map.
, and he really found it, but
Looking at the distance to the charging pile closest to him, Jiang Qi pursed his lips, raised his head and looked at Song Meiyue beside him, and said awkwardly but politely: "Aunt Song, have you ever experienced a pushcart?"
"What do you mean?" Song Meiyue asked calmly.
"I just took a look at the nearest charging pile to us. It's about 3.5 kilometers away. When converted, it's only 3,500 meters. The current world record for a 1,000-meter run is two minutes, eleven seconds and ninety-six seconds. That's it."
Before someone could finish speaking, Song Meiyue interrupted mercilessly.
"You want me to help you push the car, and then sit in the car and hold the steering wheel." Song Meiyue saw his trick at a glance, and said with a trace of anger in her eyebrows: "You push me and I will hold the steering wheel for you."
.”
"Aunt Song."
"Listen to my advice, you can't control the steering wheel of this tram." Jiang Qiyu said seriously: "There is no power to maintain the electric power steering, and the steering wheel is super heavy. I won't fool you."
Song Meiyue frowned, doubting his explanation, but Jiang Qi did not lie. Now his little tram has lost all electronic functions, including the electronic steering assist function. Steering is as difficult as lifting dumbbells.
.
"I won't push!"
With a dark face, Song Meiyue said to someone next to her: "I am your elder, your leader, your investor, and your phase. Anyway, I won't push it. If you want to push it, you can push it yourself.
"
The words fell,
The more Song Meiyue thought about it, the more angry she became. What on earth was this man thinking? He actually asked me to help him push the cart and be reasonable. He is usually gentle, considerate, and caring about others. Why did he suddenly not know how to care about women?
Thinking of this,
Her deep eyes looked him up and down, with a glimmer of judgment in her eyes, as she looked like he was calling for rescue. Gradually, this ruthless and serious look disappeared, replaced by a lack of temper.
never mind,
Come to think of it...it would be nice to be alone with him for a while.
"What?"
"It takes so long? I can't even push it to the charging pile." Jiang Qi's face was full of anger at this time, but he couldn't vent to the customer service on the other end of the phone. After all, they are also working, why should workers be so difficult for workers?
, in the end, this anger can only be swallowed into the stomach.
hang up the phone,
Jiang Qi didn't know what to do. He originally planned to ask Wu Zheng or Xie Buchen to come to rescue him, but Wu Zheng was grounded by his wife and couldn't come out at night recently. As for Xie Buchen, just...
Without this person, it is better to rely on yourself than relying on him.
There is another reason, and that is Song Meiyue next to her. Not to mention what kind of impact it will have on public opinion, it is definitely certain that she will be labeled as "eating from the rich woman".
"What's wrong?" Song Meiyue asked.
"Why"
"The waiting time is too long. In this time, I can push it to the charging pile." Jiang Qi sighed deeply, glanced at Song Meiyue beside him, and said seriously: "Aunt Song, why don't you call Didi and go back first?
Well, I'll figure it out myself."
Hearing his words, Song Meiyue turned her head sideways, pursed her lips slightly, and said calmly: "If I leave you here alone, how can I have the face to face Sister Yaling in the future?"
As soon as he finished speaking,
There was an inexplicable shame deep in my heart, as if I had already felt sorry for her.
But then again, since I have already felt sorry for Sister Yaling, I should treat her son well. This can be regarded as making up for the mistake.
"Do you have a towing rope for the trailer in your car?" Song Meiyue asked.
"No."
Jiang Qi shook his head.
"oh"
Song Meiyue bit her lip, silently took out her mobile phone, found a number from the communication, hesitated for a long time and finally summoned the courage to dial it.
In the bedroom of a villa,
Gu Fei was hugging her husband, with a faint blush on her face, and some beads of sweat on her forehead, which stuck to her black hair.
"husband."
"Mei Yue and I are going to chase our dreams." Gu Feijiao said delicately: "She and I each spent 50 million, for a total of 100 million, to chase a dream with a market value of 1 trillion."
"What?"
"You guys." Gu Fei's husband was frightened when he heard what his wife said. He pursed his lips and said cautiously: "Don't do illegal activities. If we want to make money, we can make clean money. It's a high-pressure situation now."
, as long as you are targeted by supervision, there is basically no way out.”
Gu Fei rolled her eyes and said angrily: "What are you thinking, will Meiyue and I be this kind of people? Just relax, it's not an illegal activity, and I think it's very reliable."
Subsequently,
Gu Fei told her husband exactly what her 'eldest nephew' said.
a little while,
Gu Fei's husband was immediately shocked, but he soon found the loopholes in it, and said thoughtfully: "I have to say. The person who came up with this business plan is a genius. He uses multiple ecology to open up the top-level logic and realize it."
Everything is connected to the Internet. But..."
"It's very difficult to achieve without an investment of tens of billions." Gu Fei's husband frowned and said seriously: "Well, please help me make an appointment with this young man with ideals. I want to have a good chat with him."
Gu Fei smiled, arched her arms in her husband's arms, and said softly: "He is not an outsider. In a sense, he is our great nephew. I am his aunt, and you are
His uncle is also our brother-in-law."
Hearing his wife's words, Fei Gu's husband's face was full of doubts about life. As an MBA from Wharton School, he couldn't understand this relationship.
good guy,
What kind of magical identity is this?
at this time,
Gu Fei's cell phone rang, and the caller was Song Meiyue.