Zhang Zihao became excited when he heard about buying a car, "Old Miao, do you have a certificate?"
"Yes, I took the exam a few years ago. However, I have been working in a kitchen in other places in the past few years, so I am not in a hurry to buy a car. I just have some spare money now. I will go and get one back tomorrow, and we will go out and get one later.
Everything is convenient."
"What car do you want to buy?"
"What are you looking for when buying a second-hand car? Just go to the market and check it out. The car is in good condition and the price is about the same."
"That's okay. I happen to have a classmate who is selling cars at the second-hand car market. I'll take you there tomorrow. When the car is picked up, you can teach me when you have nothing to do. I'll take the exam tomorrow as well."
Early the next morning, Jin Kemu drove Laobao, took Zhang Zihao and Miao Qiang with him, and headed straight to the second-hand car market in the west of the city.
Although the van was painted clean by Jinkemu, the smell inside was still very appetizing.
After the three of them opened all the windows, Miao Qiang, who was sitting in the car, felt much better as the air outside circulated.
At this time, Zhang Zihao was sitting in the passenger seat and scrolling through videos on his mobile phone. Suddenly a video caught his attention. He hurriedly turned around and said to Miao Qiang: "Look, Miao, isn't this Lao Gao?"
Miao Qiang took the phone from his hand and saw a video titled "The chef of Yingbin Building clarifies the feces stew incident" appeared in front of him.
In the video, the head chef tearfully accused Miao Qiang of various crimes, such as absenting himself from work for no reason, molesting the waitress, and other unbearable misdeeds. The hotel had no choice but to fire him, but he wanted to take revenge.
Sometimes he would put smelly things in the dishes to slander Yingbinlou. However, out of humanitarian spirit, Yingbinlou will not hold him legally responsible. I hope he will be a good person in the future and stop being stubborn!
After watching this video, Miao Qiang was so angry that he said to himself: "Damn it, you guys want to smear me after you cheated me, right? Okay, then let's play something big."
After Zhang Zihao took the phone back, he asked: "What do you want to play?"
"Don't worry, let's wait for the video to ferment online for a few days. Let's do whatever we need to do now."
Zhang Zihao saw a few more videos at this time, but they were all taken by customers who had dinner at Yingbin Building yesterday. Among them, a video in which Chef Gao threatened to kill Miao Qiang when he appeared had the highest click rate, and the comments below were even more varied.
There is everything.
After seeing this video, Zhang Zihao said, "Hey, hey!" "Old Miao, someone has spoken out for you. Don't worry, I will find some broilers on the Internet when I go back later and ask them to post negative information about Yingbin Building."
What should I do at the Yingbin Building?"
While chatting, several people came to the second-hand car market. Under Zhang Zihao's command, Jin Kemu drove the broken bread to the door of a second-hand car store called Xinyuan.
As soon as the car stopped, many car dealers gathered around.
"Brother, are you buying or selling a car? You can transfer the ownership, change the name, and get annual inspection and insurance. Hey, don't leave. Let's have a chat."
Separating everyone, Zhang Zihao took Miao Qiang and Jin Kemu into the second-hand car store. Inside, a man in his thirties saw Zhang Zihao and shouted excitedly: "Mouse! Why are you here?"
Zhang Zihao said with a "hehe" smile: "My sixth uncle wanted to sell his old car and buy another one, so I brought him here to you."
After hearing this, the man looked at Jin Kemu, "Uncle Liu, I am Dagang, do you still recognize me? When I was a kid, I always went to your shop with Mouse to steal wreaths for fun."
After hearing what he said, Jin Kemu remembered. He circled Dagang twice and looked up and down before saying, "Are you Zhao Gang? I don't recognize you even after so many years."
"Yes, yes, it's me. Come on, Uncle Six, sit inside."
After a few people sat down, Zhang Zihao introduced to Zhao Gang: "This is my buddy Miao Qiang. He also wants to sell cars, so he asked me to form a group and bring him over."
"Brother, just come to me. Don't worry, with the relationship of Mouse, I will never let you get into trouble. What's in it, Brother Miao, what kind of car do you want to drive?"
Miao Qiang smiled, pointed at Lao Jin and said, "First estimate the price of Uncle Liu's car. I'll walk around in your parking lot and let you know which one I like."
"Okay, let's go out and look at the car first."
When Zhao Gang opened Jin Kemu's broken bread, his face turned green. He held the car door with one hand, turned his head and took a deep breath, and then said to Jin Kemu: "Sixth uncle, we are all our own people. If you have anything to say, I will say it directly.
In addition to pulling wreaths, your car has also pulled dead people before? The smell is so spicy!"
Jin Kemu said with some embarrassment: "The dead man didn't poop, he just pooped two buckets of shit!"
After hearing this, Zhao Gang closed the car door with a bang, pulled Zhang Zihao aside and whispered softly: "Mouse, our sixth uncle will be sixty this year, right?"
Zhang Zihao was a little confused when he heard what he said. He blinked and nodded: "Yeah, what does this have to do with selling cars?"
Zhao Gang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Is he still single?"
Zhang Zihao was even more confused after hearing this. Although he nodded subconsciously, he didn't know what Zhao Gang meant.
Zhao Gang continued: "I want to say that what our sixth uncle needs now is not to change his car, but to find a wife. When a person is alone, his psychology will inevitably become a little different from that of normal people. People like this have
I've seen a lot of eccentric old men before, some who put inflatable dolls in their cars as companions, and some who kept dogs as companions, but this is the first time I've seen this guy using a car to haul shit."
Zhang Zihao understood what Zhao Gang meant, but was too lazy to explain. He said to Zhao Gang: "He's just like that, don't worry about him. You can see how much his car is worth, and you can estimate it. Then let him add more, and you can
Let’s get another car.”
At this time, Jin Kemu on the side took a fancy to a big Jinbei and shouted to the two people who were whispering: "Dagang, how much does your Jinbei cost?"
Zhao Gang responded and ran over, "Well, I charge you 8,000 yuan. If you, Uncle Liu, fall in love, I won't make any money from you. Just give me 9,000 yuan after deducting some fees."
Jin Kemu was quite satisfied with the price. He opened the door and looked at the interior and the mileage meter, then turned around and asked, "Isn't it an accident car or a flooded car?"
"Look at what you said, I can't even sell the car in question to you."
"How much can you make for my cart of bread?"
After hearing this, Zhao Gang thought about it in his mind, "Sixth Uncle, do you think this is okay? I'll give you a price of 3,000 yuan for your van, and you can add another 6,000 yuan to me. How about the transfer fees and other expenses be mine?"
After hearing this, Jin Kemu was happy and said, "Okay, it's settled. I'll transfer the money to you, go through the formalities now."
"Okay, let's talk in the house."
Just when Zhao Gang was about to take Jin Kemu into the house to go through the transfer procedures, Miao Qiang, who had been walking around in the parking lot, came over, pointed at a Chevrolet Black Hornet not far away and said to Zhao Gang: "Brother,
How did you sell that car?”
Zhao Gang followed the direction of his finger and after seeing the car clearly, his expression suddenly changed. He said to Miao Qiang with a solemn expression: "Brother, I advise you not to think about that car. You can look at other cars."
, we are all our own people, I can’t cheat you!”
Zhao Gang obviously meant something in his words. After hearing this, Miao Qiang asked curiously: "What happened to that car? Was it an accident car?"
Zhao Gang looked around and saw that there was no one else, and said in a low voice: "If only it was the accident car, it would be better. That old shabby car was very evil. I wanted to take advantage of it at the beginning, so I gave it away as soon as I got mad.
I took it off, but now I regret it.
You may not believe it, but the car has only traveled less than 100,000 kilometers. But it has been through seven or eight hands, and whoever drove it had an accident.
I paid 45,000 yuan to buy it for him last year because I thought it was cheap. At that time, I couldn’t believe it was true. Buying the car for 45,000 yuan was the same as picking up money.
After completing the formalities, I asked my friend to check the transaction record of the car at the Vehicle Management Office. It didn’t matter if I didn’t check it. This check almost scared me to death!
This car passed through eight households in one year. Every time it was handed over to a new owner, something would happen to the owner within two months! The first seven owners all died due to various accidents, and I was the only one who sold the car to me.
This Lord survived the catastrophe and came back with his life.
When I found out the truth and found him, he couldn't hide it any more, so he told me the reason for his accident. According to him, a red-clothed ghost with a green face and fangs lived in this car!"