Chapter 179: I am still alive today!
Around 12 o'clock in the afternoon, Song Shuhang received a phone call. He was the agent of Huangshan Zhenjun. He was responsible for transporting various styles of cars to the underground parking lot near Jiangnan University City for Huangshan Zhenjun.
After asking whether Song Shuhang was at home, the agent rushed to the current residence of Song Shuhang, and his attitude was very good. Being rich can not only make a ghost, but also make a ghost
After that, the agent drove Song Shuhang and Bai predecessors to the underground parking lot.
Doudou was not interested in accompanying Song Shuhang this time, it stayed at home. Anyway, the disciple who has the emptiness of the air is left behind, and it can use various postures to torture the sugar masters, which is enough to be stuffy.
Song Shuhang carefully accompanied the whites to get on the bus, for fear that he suddenly became so big that he would dismantle the car.
The white predecessor was staring at Song Shuhang and was uncomfortable: "I don't have to stare at me like this, I won't disassemble the car, give me some trust."
Song Shuhang was embarrassed to grab the head.
A safe journey.
Upon arriving at the underground parking lot, the agent handed the key to the parking lot to Song Shuhang.
The entire parking lot was covered by Huangshan Zhenjun. This is a small parking lot that can park more than 50 cars. Huangshan Zhenjun is preparing to fill it up.
"Hello, Mr. Song Shuhang, you confirm, this is the first 13 cars, each of which has been filled with oil. After testing, there is no problem before sending it here. Here is Mr. Huang Wenzhong. If you have a list of vehicles and a contract, please confirm it. If you have no problem, please sign and confirm. I will reply to Mr. Huang Wenzhong." The agent smiled.
Huang Wenzhong, naturally is the modern name used by Huangshan Zhenjun. Should not be real name
Thirteen cars. Various styles are available.
There are tens of millions. There are also hundreds of thousands. Anyway, the agent is completely ignorant. In front of this young man, there are so many different cars to do the way of thinking of the rich. He really can't understand it.
But it doesn't matter, rich is grandfather. Even if people want to buy tens of millions of cars, and then with a human tricycle, he has nothing to say that as long as he can have enough pumping, even if the customer wants a human tricycle, he can buy one of the most beautiful back.
"If you find a problem with your vehicle, feel free to contact me. I will handle it for you." The agent patted his chest.
Song Shuhang took over the car purchase contract and compared it with the thirteen cars in the garage.
After confirming that there was no problem, he nodded and signed the word on each contract.
After the signing, he suddenly reacted to me. The owners of these cars are Song Shuhang Huangshan Zhenjun who directly hangs so many cars under his name.
At that time, I will not be reported to investigate the unidentified property. Song Shuhang’s heart is vomiting. Of course, Huangshan Zhenjun’s work, certainly will not happen.
After Song Shuhang confirmed and signed the letter, the agent handed in all the car keys. And reminded: "This is the key to thirteen cars, according to Mr. Huang's introduction. After all the vehicles are delivered, the security issue is handled by Mr. Song himself."
"We have to deal with security issues ourselves." The white predecessors have already looked like they are eager to try, and can't wait.
"Well, when I get the next batch of cars, I will contact you again." The agent's service attitude is five stars and thirty-two.
Everything was done. He said goodbye to Song Shuhang and Bai Zun, and left his car to leave. He had to check with Mr. Huang Wenzhong.
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"White predecessors, I will take you to a circle first, you look at the specific driving skills," Song Shuhang asked.
"Well, no problem. I used to have traffic rules, driving needs and some tips on the Internet. And, I said that there are people who have a driver's license, no problem," the white predecessors laughed.
"" Song Shuhang.
Seniors, your driver’s license is what the snow wolf cave owner does not know.
After getting on the bus, he began to introduce to the white predecessors: "Insert the key, spin the ignition. This car is more traditional, and now some new cars do not need to insert the key ignition, this time next time."
Song Shuhang specially selected this model and the coach car to get started. After all, he is also a novice. Then I introduced the steering wheel control, brakes, throttle, clutch, etc. with the whites.
The white predecessors listened carefully and looked at them.
After driving out of the garage, Song Shuhang pressed the garage key and closed the garage door.
Then, he carried the white predecessor and went around and turned to Shuijing Road.
This section of the road is a new road, because the location is relatively biased, there are few vehicles and pedestrians on the road. It is very suitable for newcomers to try on the road.
"How, white predecessor" Song Shuhang stopped, pulled up the parking brake, asked.
"Well, it's a very simple means of transportation. I feel like I should learn." The white predecessors nodded. "In addition, the speed of your drive is too slow, only three or forty yards."
"I am also a newbie." Song Shuhang laughed, this is the first time he drove on the road except the coach.
The white predecessors are trying to try: "Change me."
Then, Song Shuhang and he changed positions.
The white predecessors learned the words of Song Shuhang, ignited, started, these are hard to beat him.
After all, his strength is there, and with his speed of response, even if the control is wrong, he can react within a thousandth of a second to correct the mistake.
Steady start and steady acceleration.
Skilled turn, change lanes.
Just after reading it once, Bai Zun has thoroughly mastered the vehicle control.
"It's very simple, let's go play with it," Bai Zun said.
"Predecessors are free." Song Shuhang replied.
"Well, sit steady." The white predecessor kicked the throttle and the speed of the car slammed up.
Song Shuhang hurriedly called: "Attention to speed limit, white predecessors."
"Attention, rest assured. I have been familiar with the traffic rules and it is okay to deduct the light points. Let the snow wolf give up another driver's license." The white predecessor from the channel.
In the first half of the sentence, Song Shuhang also had a lot of peace of mind; the second half of the sentence directly hangs the heart of the book to the eyes of the blind.
Fortunately. The white predecessors are considered to be well-behaved along the way. No violations.
After another road.
Bai Zun suddenly found a place to park. Then I don’t know what to paint on the side of the car.
"Predecessors, why?" Song Shuhang asked curiously.
"I have portrayed three arrays of invisible arrays, soundproof arrays, and hidden energy arrays for anti-reconnaissance. After painting, our car is invisible and will not be found by people or equipment." The sage answered.
“Where the body is hidden” Song Shuhang’s mouth quickly blurted out. When he exited, he thought of the result: “Predecessors, you are going to drive the car”
"Oh, the speed is too slow, I am not used to it." White Zun took a clap: "Get it."
then. He got on the bus and re-ignited.
Then, one foot throttle.
The slamming vehicle roared forward and quickly passed more than a hundred yards.
The speed is still rising rapidly, and soon the pointer has exploded.
Song Shuhang's face is white.
"No, it's still too slow." Bai Zun was still unsatisfied.
Then, he looked at the ornaments on the wrist of Song Shuhang, which was the instrument left after the death of the sunflower monk. Song Shuhang hangs the soul of the ice on the neck, and this pendant is tied to his hand.
"Oh." The white lord reached out and gently clicked on the hanging ornaments on Song Shuhang's hand.
Blue wind acceleration
The pendant is activated. White Supreme applied this spell to the car.
The next moment, Song Shuhang felt that the vehicle broke through a certain threshold for a moment.
The surrounding scenery is rapidly regressing.
And Bai Zhenjun squirmed the steering wheel handsomely. The vehicle is flexible on the road, constantly overtaking
"What is the station in front of it" is on, and the white lord suddenly sees a platform in front, and a row of cars are waiting there.
"We have to stop and pay a fee for the high-speed entrance." Song Shudao.
"Oh, can't pay. We are invisible now." White Zun said, right hand in the car a light shot: "traction"
The next moment, the car vacated, jumped over the tall toll gate and got on the highway.
"Wow, it’s even better to open it here." The white lord laughed.
Song Shuhang leaned on the car, vaguely, he seemed to hear the sorrow of the vehicle
The brakes are still going on.
five minutes later.
"Hahaha, hurry up, then hurry up." Suddenly, the happy voice of the white predecessor stopped.
"What happened?" Song Shuhang turned his head.
Then, he saw the appearance of the steering wheel in the hands of the white predecessors, which is normal. But the problem is that the white sage has turned to the direction of Song Shuhang’s passenger seat at half time. The steering wheel is caught in his hand and is separated from the body.
The white lord looked innocently to Song Shuhang: "It was too embarrassing, and the steering wheel was broken."
"Brake, fast brake" Song Shuhang called.
"Ha ha ha, then, just before the high speed, the brakes seem to have collapsed, haha." The white sages laughed twice, especially embarrassed.
"I bumped into it, I have to hit it." Song Shuhang pointed to the guardrail in front.
"Nothing, look at me, traction" White Zun once again sighed.
"Don't introduce, senior. In front of the cliff," Song Shuhang called.
But late, the vehicle has jumped high and jumped off the cliff. This position is handsome.
five minutes later.
Song Shuhang stumbled out of the vehicle's wreckage and smashed his face hard. He fell from such a high cliff and he was not injured. It was the whites who protected themselves.
What about white predecessors?
He turned around and looked around, and soon found out that the white predecessors were digging in a bamboo forest under the cliff.
"Haha, yes, good. Two bamboo shoots, see you have a share, book sail friends to share you. This thing has the ability to clear the nose and enhance the sense of smell. You are hitting the realm of the nose, it is good after eating. "White Zun has thrown a small purple bamboo shoot to Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang’s face was so eager to take over the strange luck of this baby’s predecessor.
At the same time, Jiuzhou No. 1 group.
Huangshan Zhenjun: "Book Air Xiaoyou, I heard that you are going to learn the plane Beihe is not here, I will arrange it for you." To be continued. .
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