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Chapter two hundred and eighty third delivery

"What is this training for?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

"Emergency stopping and acceleration in corners are, of course, mainly to train people's reaction ability."

After saying that, he asked Zhang Yang to get in the car, started the car, slammed the accelerator and rushed towards the circle.

As the vehicle tilted left and right and made harsh braking sounds, the vehicle shuttled back and forth within the only one and a half parking spaces.

The tires frequently rubbed against the ground, causing bursts of smoke with the pungent smell of burnt rubber to rise, leaving the surrounding students stunned.

"It's not easy, I can do it too."

After the vehicle stopped, Zhang Yang could no longer hold back his inner impulse. He felt that it was just a matter of direction and braking. As long as he could do it quickly, he could pass smoothly.

It was obvious that his idea was too simple. After driving all the way, although he felt that his speed was fast enough, he still knocked those cylindrical objects around.

None of them could still stand there, making Ye Wenqian's smile tremble.

"The main reason is that you don't know much about cars."

Ye Wenqian came over and continued to Zhang Yang, who looked frustrated: "The length of the car, the position of the car in corners, and the control of steering and brakes, these all need to be experienced with closed eyes."

"Can you still drive with your eyes closed?"

"Of course I don't ask you to close your eyes and drive. I ask you to close your eyes for a moment when you reach the turning position and experience what I just said. As long as you can experience it in such a short time, then it will be no problem."



Zhang Yang did it again. This time Ye Wenqian personally sat in the cab to guide him. After going back and forth several times, he was knocked down less and less, which made him more and more excited.

Just when he was getting addicted to practicing, with a pleasant ringtone, Ye Wenqian took out her mobile phone and answered the call.

"Hey, Yehan, what do you want from me?"

When he heard that it was Song Yehan calling, Zhang Yang felt inexplicably disappointed and stopped the car.

"Well, okay, I'll go right away."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Wenqian shook her wavy hair and said with a smile: "That's it for today, I'm going to work."

"Work, isn't there Tiantian watching over you in the store? Do you still have to go back?"

"Instead of going back to the store, I'm going to the airport to pick up a batch of car modification parts, which were imported from Japan." Ye Wenqian explained patiently.

"Then I'll go with you and help you unload the goods."

Anyway, it’s boring to be idle, so it doesn’t matter if I accompany this beautiful woman to the airport, I can also serve as a helper to please her.

"Well, let's go."

Ye Wenqian agreed immediately and said to Manager Zhao who was not far away: "I don't have time to clean up, so I'll bother you, Manager Zhao."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Manager Zhao's reply, he hit the accelerator and drove towards the outside of the coaching court.

Under the tree not far from the entrance of the coaching field, a black luxury Mercedes-Benz business car was parked. Song Yehan was sitting in the back seat watching the two people leave, frowning tightly.

"Boss, who is that guy?" The tall man driving the car, wearing a straight suit and a pair of big sunglasses, asked expressionlessly.

"He is from Danxia Mountain. He went to college in Donghai City. He came to the north to attend Zheng Binhao's wedding."

Song Yehan continued with a thoughtful expression: "He is very close to this girl Shen Xue."

"Shen Bing's granddaughter?"

"Um."

"Would it ruin our big event? Should we find a brother..."

Before the big man finished speaking, Song Yehan waved his hand to signal him not to say any more, and then dismissed his idea and said: "Go back to the company."

"Yes." The big man said, turned the vehicle around and left.

After driving for more than 40 minutes, the car finally arrived at the airport. After arriving at the pick-up area, Ye Wenqian took the pick-up order printed at the airport and started ordering the goods.

There were a dozen large and small boxes in total, but none of them were heavy. Zhang Yang quickly stuffed these goods into the Ferrari sports car.

The car was full and the space seemed even smaller. Even Zhang Yang was holding two cardboard boxes in his arms, which looked particularly funny.

What surprised him was that Ye Wenqian did not drive back to the car dealership, but first went to a company in the city and handed the goods to the custodian in a warehouse.

The company is large but very tidy, and the management is very orderly at first glance. From time to time, employees wearing work uniforms pass by in a hurry.

"Isn't this an accessory from a car dealership? Why should it be delivered here?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

"Yes, didn't I tell you that it's a partnership business?" Ye Wenqian asked playfully.

"You mean, this company belongs to Song Yehan?"

"Well, this is just one of his many companies. Every time he picks up the goods, he has to come here to inspect the goods and submit accounts. After all, he is cooperating in the name of the company, so the accounts will be clearer this way."

Ye Wenqian said it very frankly. For her who didn't want to take advantage of Song Yehan, this would be better.

"Then why didn't he just let the company's employees pick up the goods and send them to the modification shop for you?"

"I'm also half the owner of a modification shop, so I have to contribute. Besides, the employees in their company have their own jobs, so why do you have the nerve to let them run errands?"

"Since you have a job, why do you need to go through such extra procedures? Just order the goods yourself and file an account with them. Doesn't he still believe you?"

Zhang Yang was indeed a little curious. With the concern Song Yehan showed for her, how could he let her do more work?

Even if the cooperation is in the name of the company, doesn’t his decision in the company count?

If the reason for not recording it was because he was worried about having a bad impact on the company, then why did he choose to cooperate in the name of the company in the first place?

You must know that the investment in the modification shop is not large. For the young masters of the four major families, pocket money is enough?

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and quickly load the goods into the car." Just as he was still immersed in a series of questions, Ye Wenqian pouted her lips and pointed to the boxes that had been moved out again.

There are quite a few boxes, but just for inspection, the mouths have been opened and then resealed with tape to facilitate transportation.

"How often do we get the goods?" Sitting in the car, Zhang Yang kept weighing the cartons and asked curiously.

"Depending on business conditions, we usually receive goods once a month."

Ye Wenqian explained patiently and continued: "However, sometimes I will choose to purchase more to reduce costs based on the fluctuation in the price of accessories abroad. For example, I have purchased goods three times this month. It should be that the price of accessories has dropped a bit."

"Call me next time you pick up the goods. I can at least help you move the goods."

"No problem, as long as you are not afraid of hard work."

Although the two of them had become very familiar with each other in just one day, Ye Wenqian agreed without hesitation.

Through her words, Zhang Yang understood that she was not familiar with these, and even said that she only acted as a picker, and that Song Yehan was in charge of purchasing and inspecting the goods.

Zhang Yang didn't ask any more questions. After he arrived at the store and opened the goods and put them on the shelves, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon. It was no longer possible to go out to practice driving, so he took a taxi back to the hotel.

After returning to the hotel, I tossed and turned at night. The more I thought about it, the more weird it became, but I couldn't find anything wrong.

I was bored, so I turned on the computer in the room. After boarding the Penguin, my profile picture soon flashed, and it was a message from Lu Mengxuan.

This girl never refuses to call herself, always giving herself a feeling of being left out.

As for the penguin information, there are not many words, but more pictures.

Most of the pictures show her with several children from the orphanage, smiling particularly brightly.

The dilapidated factory building behind him had been razed to the ground, and there were many people who looked like migrant workers measuring something.

Zhang Yang knew that she was telling him that the land for the orphanage had been negotiated and construction began to build a real home for these children.

Early the next morning, Zhang Yang was woken up by a phone call. It was Shen Xue who called and said she was waiting for him in the lobby of the hotel.

After washing up in a hurry, I rushed downstairs and saw that besides this girl, there were also Wei Hengxun and Tang Shuxin.

It should be that the two of them were looking for him, but they didn't know that he was staying in a hotel, and they didn't have his phone number, so they found Shen Xue.

And Shen Xue, this girl, is a good person herself. She knew that if the two of them were looking for her at the same time, there must be something going on, so she followed them to the hotel.

"Why are you here? What do you want from me?" Zhang Yang walked up to the two of them and asked in confusion.

He originally wanted to learn driving with Ye Wenqian again today, but after seeing the two of them arriving, he felt that there was no chance.

"Thank you for helping my mother treat her illness yesterday." Wei Hengxun answered the question and expressed his gratitude first.

"Well, how is she?" Zhang Yang asked.

"After a day of observation, there was nothing serious. I was discharged from the hospital and went home yesterday afternoon."

"Pay more attention to your diet and don't work too hard. It's best to recuperate for a while." Zhang Yang warned.

He knew in his heart that the situation at home was not good. If he stayed in the hospital for one more day, he would have to pay for one more day, so it was normal to be discharged in such a hurry.

It's just that although the tumor has disappeared, the long-term lack of nutrition has made his mother extremely weak, and she will definitely need to recover for a period of time.

"Well, I've already told them, thank you."

Wei Hengxun was sincerely grateful, which could be seen in his sincere expression.

"Are you here just to express your gratitude to me?"

Zhang Yang changed the topic and continued with a smile: "If so, I already know, you can go back."

"You..." Tang Shuxin hesitated, obviously very dissatisfied with his impoliteness.

"I have something else to ask you about."

Wei Hengxun's face turned red and he looked very embarrassed and continued: "There is news from the Military Virus Testing Center about the new mutation of the virus in the blood of the living dead. I would like to ask you to come and take a look."

"What do you want me to see?"

Zhang Yang had long known that he must have something else. If it was just to say thank you, why would he come with Tang Shuxin so early in the morning? (To be continued)


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