(Author's Note: Skip 30 ~ 33 chapters, why are you still complaining?)
Mr. Wen was not angry, he glanced at the skinny bamboo pole, the youngest guy immediately quieted down, raised his head and stood at the back.
He took out a pack of soft cigarettes from his pocket, gently pinched, bowed his head and picked one up, and then gestured to Yang Yi.
Yang Yi did not smoke, both in his previous life and this life, this life he lived a strict life, but in his previous life smoking would leave a special smell, which is very unfavorable for carrying out tasks.
But this does not mean that he will not smoke, when necessary, such as now, Yang Yi will reach out to take one and smoke.
Mr. Wen's eyes showed an appreciative expression, he patted Yang Yi's shoulder and said: "Little brother, since you like it, why don't you go up and try it? Whether it is suitable or not, you know best, right? "
Yang Yi smoked with him, but not frivolously, but neither servile nor overbearing said: "Of course."
Yang Yi very casually handed over the luggage bag containing two million cash to Guo Ziyi, Guo Ziyi did not know what was inside, muttered and wanted to follow, but when he saw the stocky Mr. Wen get into the front passenger seat, he curled his lips and did not dare to sit in the back.
Who told him to have the courage to talk back to others?
Yang Yi strode with his long legs, stepped into the driver's seat, the chassis of this car is very high, the huge tires are not ordinary car tires, the lines are deep, even if the road is bumpy, it can still maintain a high bite force.
Sitting in the driver's seat, Yang Yi immediately felt different!
The reason why he likes pickup truck is because he used to drive this kind of car in Africa and the Middle East, strong and crash-resistant! But those pickup trucks in his previous life are very compact, the back seat is basically not enough for people to sit, the legs of black people are very long! Even most of the people who want to hitch a ride, go to the back seat to lie down.
But this car is different, the front seat is very spacious, and the back seat is not much different. Mr. Wen has already comfortably leaned on the back of the front passenger seat, stretched his legs, and stretched.
"Let's go, let's see your driving skills!" Mr. Wen handed the key to Yang Yi, "At the beginning, you have to slow down, this car is very strong!"
Yang Yi did not hesitate, he inserted the key, ignited the ignition, started the car, and drove out of the 4S store, he drove steadily. But the roar of the Overlord's engine has already revealed its desire.
"You can't show it here, drive to the left, there is a special test field in front." Mr. Wen pointed.
When they arrived at the professional test track, Yang Yi saw the spacious and straight track. A trace of emotion flashed in his eyes. Without waiting for President Wen's instructions, he changed two gears. The car roared and sped off.
100 km/h, 150 km/h, 200 km/h …
Mr. Wen did not expect the "gentle" Yang Yi to be so crazy, he could not take it, his face was a little pale, he hurriedly fastened his seat belt, and shouted, "Slow down, slow down!"
But Yang Yi did not stop, until he reached the fastest speed the car can go, 220 km/h! Then, at this speed, he circled the field and steadily stopped.
Just now, Yang Yi directly drifted through the curve without slowing down, Mr. Wen was so scared that he almost did not have the strength to sit up. But fortunately, Mr. Wen was experienced, he wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said as if nothing had happened, "Brother Yang, you are from the car industry, right?"
Just now, on the way, the two of them got to know each other's names, Mr. Wen's full name is Wen Ruizhong, he is from the northeast.
Yang Yi smiled faintly and said, "No, I am from the field forces."
Mr. Wen's pupils shrank slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "Have you been on the battlefield?"
Yang Yi glanced at him and nodded without ambiguity.
Mr. Wen was suddenly in awe, his question was very vague, only those who had served in the army would know what it meant. One must know, now is a time of peace, how can there be any war? Who else has been on the battlefield except for those special forces who carry out special missions?
"Then why …" Mr. Wen was very curious, but he immediately realized that this question should not be asked, he quickly added, "Sorry, sorry, this is confidential."
"It's nothing," Yang Yi smiled and said, "I beat up a kid with a background, and was kicked out."
Mr. Wen was stunned, he gave a thumbs up, smiled and said, "This temper, I like it!"
Of course, the theme was still the test, Yang Yi deliberately drove so fast, he wanted to feel the car's performance in all aspects.
So far, he was very satisfied, whether it was the car's power, the shock absorption effect when passing through the ramp, the traction of the tires when drifting, or the braking speed when decelerating and braking, all can show the superior performance of this car.
Of course, it can't be compared to a sports car, but it is very rare to be able to play a pickup truck to this level!
As for the degree of collision resistance of the body, Yang Yi didn't care too much. Wolf Fang is a military car manufacturer, the materials used are not like Japanese cars and some domestic cars.
Besides, he bought this car to be used in the city, not to go to the battlefield, he didn't need to consider whether it can withstand a violent impact …
Back at the 4S shop, Yang Yi finally expressed his attitude. In front of everyone, he lovingly patted the front cover of Tyrannical and said, "This is it, Mr. Wen, please calculate, how much is it?"
"Bought it?" Guo Ziyi and the gigolo Sun Ji exclaimed almost at the same time.
The gigolo felt even more incredulous and panicked. He said angrily, "You must have colluded when you went out to test the car. I don't believe it, how can he afford this car?"
Yang Yi glanced at the gigolo and smiled faintly at Mr. Wen. "Mr. Wen, I still need to trouble you to give the car a license plate and complete the formalities. How much is it in total?"
Wen Rui laughed heartily and said, "No problem, Xiao Wu, come here!"
He called over a young girl who worked in finance. The two of them whispered for a while, then looked up and said to Yang Yi, "The total is six hundred and ten thousand yuan. I'll give you a discount, so six hundred thousand yuan."
It seems that there is no discount, but the other people in Wolf Fang's 4S shop had a strange look on their faces. They knew that the price outside was actually the price of a low-spec car, but Yang Yi drove a top-spec car!
The difference between a high-spec car and a low-spec car was more than a hundred thousand! Wen Rui Zhong's discount is too big!
"I don't believe it! You colluded to lie to me! "The gigolo realized that something was wrong, so he pretended to be angry and wanted to leave.
However, the people in Wolf Fang would not let him go so easily, and a few people blocked his way.
"I don't believe that you can really take out so much money!" he said resentfully.
Yang Yi glanced at him, then turned around and took the luggage from Guo Ziyi's hands and put it on the front cover of the car.
Under everyone's gaze, Yang Yi opened the luggage, and stacks of red banknotes were revealed.
Suddenly, everyone was silent …
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