The driver who came to pick up Chu Heng was Shi Lihang, a full-time driver of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Countless domestic and foreign officials had ridden in his car.
Da Daesheng, on the other hand, is the lowest-ranking person he has ever pulled, and he is also the most shameless one!
For today’s drivers, the car is their second life!
And for people like Shi Lihang who drive luxury cars, that's even more true.
Let's put it this way.
Ever since he got this GAZ 21, it has been like a treasure. He basically has to wipe it at least twice a day and maintain it every five days. He cares more about it than his wife!
To put it bluntly, if someone wants to drive his wife, he might consider it, but if you want to touch the steering wheel of his precious car, don’t even think about it!
Therefore, when he heard Chu Heng's seemingly unreasonable request, Shi Lihang was stunned for a moment. He didn't agree or refuse. He just stretched out his hand to open the back door for him and said with a smile: "Get in the car, there's still someone on the other side."
Waiting for you."
Everything is left unsaid.
Tsk!
Chu Heng smacked his lips in disappointment when he saw that he was given a soft nail. He turned around and waved to his wife, then bent down and got into the car in the envious eyes of the neighbors.
"Bang!"
The car door closed gently, Shi Lihang quickly suppressed his smile, looked at the bitch who coveted his car wife with an expressionless look, wiped his body on the driver's seat, started the car and drove away in the dust.
Inside the car.
Chu Heng sat on the not-so-comfortable leather seat, looking at the interior of the car curiously, and subconsciously compared it with the Cadillac T5 he drove later, and then felt all kinds of disgust in his heart.
After all, the gap is many years, and various software and hardware have been updated countless times. Whether it is comfort or performance, this GAZ 21-1 is a complete failure.
However, from the current point of view, the performance of this car is quite good.
After watching for a while, Chu Heng chatted enthusiastically with Shi Lihang: "Hey, brother, how many cylinders does your car have?"
"A 70-horsepower 2.5L four-cylinder engine!" Shi Lihang raised his chin proudly and added: "In our four-nine cities, the speed of my car is considered to be at the forefront!"
"Oh, that's awesome!" Chu Heng exclaimed and gave a thumbs up, and then asked: "I remember this car was designed by Ford with the help of Big Brother, right?"
"Do you still know this?" Shi Lihang was a little surprised. He controlled the steering wheel steadily, looked back at him, and said in detail: "Ford helped design it. Did you see this paddle shifter? It's a Ford.
The three-speed gearbox is very convenient, and the appearance and chassis have something to do with it."
"Oh, I said this car looks a bit like the American style. I bet they also made the appearance." Chu Heng nodded suddenly.
"Lao Mei? Have you ever seen Lao Mei's car?" Shi Lihang smiled involuntarily, feeling that his grandson was bragging to him.
Even he, who works in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, has never seen a foreign car a few times. How could a small director of a grain store have seen one?
Chu Heng also noticed his doubts, rolled his eyes, and recalled in his mind the classic cars he had seen in the car museum in his previous life, and then said half-truthfully: "It's not like I've seen them before. You've seen them in diplomacy."
You must have seen foreign magazines with colorful paintings, right?"
Shi Lihang shook his head: "No, the ministry originally had some, but they were all lost later. What happened?"
"I just read it from that kind of magazine. There are a lot of photos of cars in it, such as Chevrolet Impala, Ford Country Gentleman..." Chu Heng immediately started talking, and began to tell Shi Lihang about those classic cars.
, from configuration to styling, everything is explained clearly, just like an expert in the industry.
Naturally, Shi Lihang also liked cars, so he immediately tickled him, so the two of them started chatting, and soon became good buddies.
After chatting all the way along Foreign Ministry Street, the place where Chu Heng once gathered with his comrades, Shi Lihang, who was still a little unfinished, got off the car with Chu Heng and couldn't help asking: "Hey, Hengzi, do you still have your car magazine?"
What? Can you lend it to me later?"
Where did Chu Heng get that thing? He pretended to show regret, shook his head and said: "That belongs to one of my buddies. He was transferred to work in another place some time ago, so of course he took the stuff with him, otherwise we two brothers would still be able to get it."
Take one piece and study it."
"What a pity." Shi Lihang also looked disappointed, and soon entered Courtyard No. 33 while walking and chatting with him.
Chu Heng, who was revisiting his hometown, entered the hospital and looked at the almost unchanged environment around him. At the same time, his heart was full of sighs.
Last winter, he and a group of comrades-in-arms were drinking and chatting here. At that time, everyone criticized Fang Qiu and talked loudly, which could be described as high-spirited.
To this day, many people from that time have left Sijiu City, and they don’t know when they will be able to drink and talk together again.
While they were thinking wildly, the two of them came to a slightly dilapidated big house. Shi Lihang pointed to the house and said with a smile: "This is it. There is someone waiting for you inside. Just go in by yourself. You can go there when you are done."
Find me in the duty room at the door."
Chu Heng came back to his senses, looked up at the severely peeling paint on the doors and windows, smiled and handed Shi Lihang a cigarette: "Thanks, Brother Shi."
"You're welcome, this is my job. Come on, I'll leave now and we'll talk back." Shi Lihang waved his hand, turned around and walked back with a cigarette in his mouth.
"What kind of shabby place is this?"
Chu Heng retracted his gaze and even murmured, reaching out and pushing open the old wooden door in front of him.
"Squeak!"
The door opened, revealing the true appearance of the house.
The space inside is very large, almost more than 100 square meters. The innermost side is a raised stage with a severely deformed floor. There is also a cement dance floor under the stage, surrounded by tables and chairs.
There were three people in the room at this time. When Chu Heng opened the door, they were gathering together and whispering. When they heard someone coming in, the three of them subconsciously turned around and looked over.
There are two women and one man in total.
The man was very thin, with gray hair, a face full of wrinkles, gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and a straight black suit. He gave people a very elegant feeling just by standing there without moving.
Both women are in their thirties. One of them is taller, has good looks, and has a beauty mark on her face. She is wearing a yellow dress and has a quiet and elegant temperament.
As for her figure, she looks a bit unintelligent...
Another shorter woman has a very smart figure. She also wears a skirt similar to the tall woman, but it is red. She has a pair of charming fox eyes and thick lips, which adds to her beauty.
A bit sexy.
While Chu Heng was looking at them, these three people were also looking at him.
After seeing this handsome young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and white teeth, the three of them couldn't help but admire him in their hearts.
