"Thank you!" Lao Song's acupuncture points had been unlocked. He sat up from the sofa and said to Qin Yifeng with a grateful face.
"You're welcome. I'm your apprentice. It's my duty to help Fifth Master with your treatment!" Qin Yifeng said very seriously. If the three old gangsters on the mountain heard it, they would definitely say that Qin Yifeng was partial. Why is this little bastard so right?
He respected this man who knew nothing but driving, but Qin Yifeng didn't seem to care much about his three masters who really taught him his skills.
"By the way, are you here to pick up the car today?" After a while, when the two of them were almost recovered, Lao Song asked Qin Yifeng the reason for coming today.
"Yes!" Qin Yifeng nodded, and then replied: "I wonder if my car has been repaired?"
"The window glass of your car was only broken. It was repaired when you drove here that day. It's just that you haven't come to pick up the car in the past few days."
"How many days? Didn't I just send the car to be repaired yesterday?" Qin Yifeng still doesn't know that he has been chatting online for three days and three nights. Until now, he thought it was only one day.
Lao Song wrinkled his head and said: "It's not yesterday. You sent your car for repair three days ago after the competition. At that time, besides Miss Wu, there was also a young man in your car. Did you forget?
Is it done?"
Qin Yifeng thought about it and realized that the young man Lao Song was talking about should be Fang Chenglong, who was already in Korea, and he didn't want to dwell on the issue of whether it was three days or one day, so he changed the topic and asked Lao Song
Song: "Master Five, can I pick up my car now?"
"It was possible, but I have something to ask you!" Lao Song looked at Qin Yifeng with a pleading look and said, "I want to retrofit the engine of my old car into your car. I wonder if you are willing?
Don’t you want to?”
Lao Song didn't have any confidence in his heart. Although Qin Yifeng kept calling him master, and although the engine of his car was specially designed for racing and was much more powerful than the engine used in Qin Yifeng's car now, it was an antique from twenty years ago after all.
He was still afraid that Qin Yifeng wouldn't accept it.
"Oh, Master Five, if you put your car's engine into my car, wouldn't your car be useless?" Qin Yifeng, after chatting online for several days, already knew that the cars on the market are only equipped with ordinary engine.
Of course he would be happy to accept this engine, which was already an antique but had extraordinary horsepower. But if this was the case, wouldn't Lao Song's car be unable to drive?
"You don't have to worry about this. In fact, I can't part with that car." Lao Song said a little reluctantly, "But that car was made twenty years ago after all. No matter how good the cars produced back then are, they are still not as good as those of recent years."
I have studied new cars in the past twenty years, and except for the engine in my car, the rest of the accessories have almost become garbage this year."
"Okay!" Qin Yifeng heard what Lao Song said and had no choice but to accept it, but he had already made a decision in his heart: "I will never live up to this competition engine, let alone bring shame to the master's reputation.
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"Let's go, my car is parked outside, and I will modify it for you now." After Lao Ning said that, he led Qin Yifeng out of the lounge. When Lao Song and Qin Yifeng walked out of the lounge and came to the sales hall,
Everyone was shocked when they saw Old Song's expression. Is this still the same Old Song who had weak legs and feet? Why is he walking so calmly now?
"Old Song, what took you so long!" Although Old Song became more lively and flexible, the car sales staff who were accustomed to looking down on Old Song still liked to cause trouble for him as before. At this time, a little
The fat car salesman MM stopped Lao Song and said in a bad tone: "The manager has been looking for you for a long time just now and said that if you can't sell a car this month, then you will take the burden next month, bastard
Bar!"
"Then tell him that he will come to see me later and I will give him my resignation letter." Now Lao Song is no longer the one who can only tolerate being ridiculed because of his disability.
He is a man. Now he has transformed back into the super driver who roamed Yanjing City twenty years ago, and he also has a sense of arrogance when he speaks.
"You..." The car salesman was angry when he heard Lao Song's answer. In fact, all the employees in this 4S store also knew that this fat girl had an unusual relationship with the manager, so all the employees
Discussing the manager's poor taste in private, on the other hand, he avoids this fat girl at a distance in normal work, and Lao Song, who usually avoids her the most, now directly refutes him with confidence, so everyone can see
The employees are also happy.
"Okay, you have nothing to do here, you can go back to work!" Lao Song waved his hand, and his master's demeanor immediately emerged. The fat girl looked at Lao Song's gestures and walked away without resisting.
After leaving, Lao Song immediately called Qin Yifeng and said, "Your car is over there. I will have my engine removed and put into your car."
"What?" All the employees around Lao Song and Song were surprised when they heard this. They didn't know the specific difference between racing engines and ordinary engines, so they all made fun of Qin Yifeng for being so stupid.
At this time, the car sales girl who sold the car to Qin Yifeng that day walked up to Qin Yifeng and said: "Mr. Qin, how did you replace the engine of Lao Song's car? Everyone knows that his car was twenty years ago.
It’s lucky that the product hasn’t been scrapped yet.”
Faced with the car salesperson's kindness, Qin Yifeng couldn't say anything. He just shook his head slightly, smiled at the car salesperson and said, "Don't worry, my master will not harm me."
"Your master?" The car sales girl looked at Qin Yifeng and then at Lao Song, but she couldn't figure out when the two established the master-disciple relationship.
"Okay." I don't know whether it was Lao Song's strong appeal or the momentum of Lao Song's master that made people have to do their best to help him. Just when Qin Yifeng was still talking to the car seller, Lao Song had already come over and informed Qin Yifeng.
The car is done.
Qin Yifeng looked at the car. The appearance of the car had not changed. The fiery red body was still so warm. The lines of the car were still so smooth. From the outside, there was no difference between it and before.
"The Lamborghini V12 engine only takes 3.95 seconds to accelerate from a standing start to 100 kilometers. Are you interested in giving it a try?"
"It's great, it's so great." Qin Yifeng couldn't wait any longer, and while praising, he sat down in his Ferrari, started the car, and drove slowly onto the national highway.
As soon as the car drove onto the national highway, Qin Yifeng's eyes became sharp. He suddenly stepped on the accelerator, and the car started to burn forward like a ball of fire.
Lao Song looked at the Ferrari rushing forward at high speed from behind, with mixed feelings in his heart: "The descendant of the black storm, the red storm."