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Thinking about it, it would be very exciting to have a car that can fly in the air. This old monster Feng can even build a flying car in the air. Even if what he gave me as a gift was not a flying car, he would definitely be able to do it.
Not ordinary. And these are impossible to buy outside.
His heart was moved, but he hesitated when he thought of washing the old monster's dirty, tangled hair.
"Can you sell me one?" Qin Xiang coughed twice and asked.
"Sell?" Feng Qing almost swallowed his phlegm and laughed, "Do you think these things can be sold?"
"No." Qin Xiang said firmly.
Yes, not to mention these technologies, but these car functions that have never appeared in the world, once spread, it will definitely cause a storm. Even if he can get one from Fengqing, he has to be careful when using it, even if it is really
It's a car that can fly, but it has to be used as an ordinary sports car.
Of course, giving away and selling are completely different properties. Qin Xiang can buy it, which means that other people can also pay for it. This society is a complex one. And he guessed that Feng Qing
These high technologies have been closely watched by China.
Although he didn't know why the old man Feng didn't transfer these technologies to the country, and he also didn't know why Feng Xiaoxiao seemed to be inextricably related to Mitsui, Ford and Shangyue, but Old Man He sent himself to join Feng Xiaoxiao.
Judging from the current situation, the country is also making efforts.
Only success is allowed, not failure. In other words, Feng Xiaoxiao must be in the hands of his own people, and the technology mastered by Feng Qing and Feng Xiaoxiao must also be in the hands of the country and cannot be leaked out.
Feng Qing chuckled and said, "That's it. Since we can't sell it, we can only give it away. Do you want it?"
"I think so." Qin Xiang said firmly, "But I don't want to help you wash your hair."
Feng Qing was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and patted Qin Xiang's shoulder and said, "Little guy, I, Lao Feng, like your character."
"It's a very painful thing to be liked by your old lunatic." Feng Xiaoxiao's crisp voice came from the hall. Qin Xiang stretched her head and looked into the hall, and saw Feng Xiaoxiao walking in at some point, next to her.
There was also a girl following him, it was Song Hanhan who had taken advantage of him earlier. When she saw him reaching over, she made a face at him and then gave him a fierce look.
Looking at her like this, it's probably because Feng Xiaoxiao has done some ideological work for her, and the possibility of trying to fight against herself again is very small, but she must still be a little unhappy with herself in her heart.
"Xiao Xiao, you're here." Feng Qing pushed Qin Xiang away and rushed out of the balcony.
"Yes, yes, it's been two hours and you still haven't taken a shower. If you keep acting like this, don't come to see me." Feng Xiaoxiao scolded, covering her nose.
"Hehe, go right away. Little girl Song, Qin Xiang is good at washing hair, do you want to try it?" Seeing Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes widen, he ran away like a naughty child.
"You know how to wash your hair?" Feng Xiaoxiao looked at Qin Xiang who had just walked out of the balcony and said with some disbelief.
No one knows her grandfather Feng Qing's pickiness better than her. Among the people who were selected from several military academies and the army to study with him, no matter whether they were men or women, there was no one who was not attracted by him to wash his hair.
Yes, but almost everyone was scolded by him. It was even harder for him to praise someone for his good hair washing skills than to ask the sun to rise in the west.
"You should know a little bit," Qin Xiang said with a bitter smile.
It's strange that he doesn't know how to wash his hair. Seeing Feng Qing, an old monster, he even wondered if everyone who belongs to the "old monster" category has this habit, that is, they like to catch people to wash their hair, because his family
Mr. Qin had this quirk. The two of them lived together in the mountains. The old man would grab him every other day to help him wash his hair. He was very strict and picky about head massage. He dared to say frankly that if he washed his hair,
If there are levels for each craft, he should be rated as a master.
"A little good?" Song Hanhan quit. She is the person who has washed Feng Qing's hair the most. First of all, her technique is just barely enough. When Feng Qing couldn't help but feel itchy, he would have no one to wash his hair.
If possible, I had to ask her to help with the cleaning. Secondly, she did like cars. Although the old man's head stinked, she admitted it in order to learn more from him. But even so
, every time she helped the old man wash his hair, Feng Qing would still keep saying something critical. As Feng Xiaoxiao knew, she had never heard the old man praise anyone's hair washing skills.
"Yeah, I know it a little bit." I don't know if it's the effect of the i-chip, but when Qin Xiang was talking to Song Hanhan, her eyes stopped moving, and her heartbeat was normal. Except that she didn't dare to look at other people's pineapples, it was considered normal.
It's a big improvement.
"You washed Mr. Feng for two hours?"
"Yeah, two hours."
"How many times did he scold you?"
"Why does he like to curse people when he washes his hair? I've never heard him curse me before?"
"No way? Then what was he doing when you were washing his hair?" Song Hanhan became more curious the more she asked, and asked with her big round eyes.
"What can he do? I washed his hair, and within a few minutes he fell asleep. He slept soundly and snored loudly." Qin Xiang looked at her round chin and touched it.
Nose way.
"Really?" Song Hanhan's eyes lit up even more.
"Why are you lying to me? There is no gain..." Qin Xiang felt something was wrong and immediately stopped, but Feng Xiaoxiao next to him had already kicked him. Qin Xiang was "caught off guard" and kicked her obediently. Yesterday
When I was watching an i-movie at night, I heard Zhao Tinggao and Shi Yiqian say that kicking a beautiful woman is actually a very happy thing. Now it seems that it is indeed a different kind of happiness.
Song Hanhan originally wanted to get angry with her eyebrows raised, but when she saw Feng Xiaoxiao was kicked and Qin Xiang was also kicked, her expression calmed down, but she still glared at him fiercely and said to Feng Xiaoxiao: "
Sister Xiao Xiao, tell me, this guy is so hateful, how should I punish him?"
Feng Xiaoxiao took a look at her hair, chuckled and said, "Just punish him to wash it for you."
"Okay, Sister Xiao Xiao, your idea is great!" Song Hanhan clapped her little hands and jumped up.
Qin Xiang's eyes glanced at a certain place, and his heart beat faster. He smiled bitterly and said: "I haven't washed the girl's hair yet, but it may not be good. Besides, the ancients said: Men and women cannot be intimate.
, Miss Song is a girl, it doesn’t seem appropriate for me to wash your hair, right? It’s not good for anyone to take advantage of anyone.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Hanhan stood in front of him fiercely, with her chest puffed out, her big eyes staring at him fiercely: "Are you going to wash it or not?"
"Wash..." Qin Xiang felt "good" in her heart, took a big step back, and responded with a sad face.
Wow, that's such a bully. In the next life, Xiangxiang will be a girl, specializing in bullying men!
