"Good! Very good! Perfect! "
It was this sentence that ended the working life outside of the play, as well as the interaction between the two young people inside the play.
Qin Guan looked up at the blond boy, who was only 17 years old. His face was flushed. The fair-skinned, healthy boy was intoxicated beyond words.
Qin Guan, the other main character of the film, attracted his attention with every move he made.
Her eyes that were too young and inexperienced, and her body that was too confused, were sending out invitations to Alex everywhere.
"Hello, are you free this evening?" The boy, who had been popular in high school, finally asked Alex for the first time in his life.
Qin Guan was stunned. He pushed open the frosted glass door and stood naked in front of the staff.
"Hush!"
"Dude! You are awesome! "
Exclamations and cheers came one after another from the audience. The extroverted Americans were not shy about appreciating the beauty of the human body.
If they thought Qin Guan deserved their praise, they would give it to him.
Qin Guan turned around. He didn't look shy anymore. Instead, he put his big hand on Alex's head with the warmest smile in the world.
"Thank you for your invitation, but I have an appointment with a beautiful girl..."
Qin Guan pointed to an ordinary Ford sedan outside the window. Alex could vaguely see a pretty Asian girl in the passenger seat.
The corner of his mouth twitched a little bitterly. He wanted to say something in a cowardly manner, but in the end, his golden hair hung pitifully on his fair forehead.
That warm big hand once again touched his head. This time, it was just a gentle pat, leaving only the warmth that had passed away.
Qin Guan put on his clothes quickly. Cong Nianwei was waiting for him by the roadside. The driver had to be Xu Xiaoxiao. The three of them had agreed to buy a car for Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei before closing time.
Dealers in New York were usually located on the edge of the city, where there was a wide space for cars of different brands.
Unlike the 4S stores in China, dealers in New York represented numerous brands. If the economic situation was bad, they would also compete for private second-hand cars.
At the end of 2002, there had been no personal second-hand car trading website in the United States. It was normal for acquaintances to sell their cars, so there was no way to find an owner.
Xu Xiaoxiao had never bought a car before. His father had bought all the cars for him. This time, he had come with Qin Guan to buy a car for himself.
Actually, Lan Jin had volunteered to recommend a car to Qin Guan, but Qin Guan had rejected his suggestion after seeing the price list.
The car cost between 60,000 and 80,000 dollars. It was a cheap price for us, but in the eyes of New Yorkers, it was a waste of money.
They left the shooting site and arrived at the largest dealer company in the suburbs after a ten-minute drive. Cars of different colors and shapes were parked in the empty space opposite the company.
In the United States, ordinary people had only two choices: Japanese cars or American cars. That was an eternal theme. That day, Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei had the same choice.
The salesman in charge of serving them was a short, thin, and extremely clever man. At this time, he was introducing the product in front of them, spittle flying everywhere.
"In terms of safety, our American-made cars are more reliable. The steel plates are quite thick, and the frame is bigger. The accelerator and brakes are also very stable."
"They say that American cars are heavy and fuel-efficient, but we can handle collisions. Ford and Chevy are much better than Honda and Toyota."
"Look at this car. It's so spacious inside, and it's so safe and comfortable."
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei smiled without saying a word. Actually, they had planned to buy a Ford for their first car, but they couldn't afford to be a fool.
Qin Guan's ability to collect data was on full display. He no longer looked like a fragile young man in the movie. Instead, he looked confident and arrogant.
"But as far as I know, in terms of MGP, Japanese cars are the undisputed leaders. Most Japanese cars can reach 25-30 MGP, and this car in front of me …" Luo Wenxuan shook his head. Qin Guan patted the blue Ford with his hand. The thick roof made a muffled sound.
"Even if this is a family car, it can only reach 18-22 MGP. It's said that the price of crude oil has risen again, and the economy hasn't been doing well in recent years."
"MGP fuel consumption is the number of liters of fuel consumed per 100 kilometers. In America, it's called milespergallon, which is the number of kilometers per gallon of fuel.
I roughly calculated, 20 MGP, 25 MGP, 30 MGP, 35 MGP, respectively, the corresponding fuel consumption per 100 kilometers is 11.8, 9.4, 7.8, 6.7.)
The salesperson's face twitched. This Asian kid was really smart. He knew that he wouldn't buy a Japanese car, but he still talked about the benefits of a Japanese brand in front of him.
He is obviously waiting for the salesman to lower the price.
"This car is already the lowest price. You see, all my new cars have a price tag. If you want to buy an old car, I also have cars that only cost 2000 USD … No, at most I can give you a 200 USD gas card …"
After a long debate, the sapphire Ford officially belonged to Qin Guan. The temporary license plate was already on the back of the car.
The follow-up procedures were all handled by the people from the DEALER company. Usually, it would take less than two weeks for the official license plate and all the necessary procedures to be completed.
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei drove away from the DEALER, waving goodbye to the thin salesman. The salesman felt as if his heart had been trampled by thousands of fat horses.
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