Reborn: Still want me to be the receiver? impossible

After paying 250 yuan, Shu Zhiqiang finally got the happiness .

After thanking Director Zhao and Cai Xiaodong, he said goodbye.

Director Zhao originally wanted to chat again, but failed to retain him.

Shu Zhiqiang placed the bicycle flat on the back. Tie it with the rope that tied the storage box, and then sit on it.

“Director Zhao, Captain Cai, I’ll leave first;

Come to the store to eat lobster when you have time, and I will be the host. "After thanking the two of them again, he then looked at Cai Xiaodong.

"Captain Cai, if you don't bring gay men, I suggest you don't use the third wheel."

Cai Xiaodong raised his eyebrows, not quite understanding what the other party meant.

If you don’t bring a gay man, you don’t need to take a third wheel. Then bring a gay man or a lesbian... ugh!

Before he could react, Shu Zhiqiang turned the accelerator and left the police station.

Looking at his back, Cai Xiaodong shook his head helplessly, and then looked at Director Zhao.

"Boss Shu's social atmosphere is a bit heavy, but it's quite interesting." Director Zhao smiled slightly, but didn't pay much attention.

………………!

In 1983, as long as you had a -inch bumper, you were definitely the most handsome guy on the street.

Then if you have a Xingfu 250, people all over the street will look at you with envy and respect.

When Shu Zhiqiang rode a motorcycle in his last life, it was already in the mid-1990s.

There were more motorcycle brands at that time, but their appearance had changed a lot.

It was his first time riding the Xingfu 250, and it felt more enjoyable than the motorcycles of the s.

There are no traffic police checks on the streets, so driving around the city is really comfortable.

However, the tires are a bit wobbly and the sense of security is really poor.

Shu Zhiqiang hesitated for a moment, then turned around and rode towards the vegetable market on the overpass.

After getting a motorcycle, it used to take more than ten minutes to ride a bicycle. It arrived in four or five minutes.

Anyway, there are no cars or traffic police on the road, so as long as you don’t hit anyone, you can drive as fast as you want.

There is also a vegetable market at the overpass, and its area is only slightly smaller than the vegetable market in Xiajie North.

There is a bicycle stall opposite the vegetable market, and a man in his thirties is repairing a tire on his bicycle.

"Chi Chi Chi..."

The harsh sound of the motorcycle engine sounded, attracting the attention of many passers-by.

The car repairman was no exception. He looked up and saw a Fortune 250 parked on the road not far from his shop.

The driver was a young man, which surprised him.

Is this a kid from a rich family who started driving a motorcycle at such a young age?

However, what surprised him even more was that the other party suddenly looked at him and shouted.

"Comrade Qi Wei!"

Qi Wei was stunned. He could guarantee that he had never seen this guy riding a motorcycle.

But how could the other party know me? Could it be that he was introduced by someone else?

Thinking of this, he smiled, nodded and said, "Comrade, what can I do for you?"

He glanced at the 28-inch bumper on the opponent's motorcycle and asked, "Repairing bicycles?"

Shu Zhiqiang looked around at the passers-by, then pointed at the motorcycle tires.

"Help me change the wheel."

Hearing this, Qi Wei's face suddenly changed, he quickly shook his head and said with a smile: "Comrade, please stop joking."

"I'm a bicycle repair shop, and I don't know how to use your motorcycle!"

In this era, bicycles are the mainstream, and motorcycles have gone beyond the mainstream.

Ordinary people who open bicycle repair shops are all high-end beings, but not many people know how to repair motorcycles.

Just like now, those who ride electric vehicles and drive cars are the mainstream, while those who ride motorcycles are those who drive sports cars.

Has anyone seen someone driving a sports car take his car to an electric car repair shop? Doesn't exist at all.

But Shu Zhiqiang sold baskets next to this guy in his last life, and he also learned how to repair bicycles from him.

Although Qi Wei is repairing bicycles on the surface, he is very ambitious and is still exploring motorcycles secretly.

Later, he made a fortune by working as a motorcycle agent, and finally got into the automobile industry.

Shu Zhiqiang stepped out of the car, then walked to Qi Wei and said softly.

"Comrade Qi Wei, I know that repairing bicycles is only your superficial job, and the real work is actually in the backyard;

Just do me a favor and help me rotate my car. Money is not an issue. "

"You! How did you know about my backyard..." Qi Wei looked shocked, took a few steps back and took a look inside the shop.

He could foresee that the future of motorcycles must be very promising, so he had already been exploring it.

But he had been doing this secretly, and no one knew except his sister.

But the guy in front of him not only knew his name, but also knew what he was doing behind his back.

Could it be him and his sister? ?

Do not!impossible!

"It doesn't matter how I know it. Anyway, I am the only one who knows about it."

With a smile on his face, Shu Zhiqiang looked at Qi Wei and said lightly.

Qi Wei looked at the other party for a long time and saw that the other party did not have any ill intentions.

In order to find out how the other party learned about it, he nodded: "Come with me."

After saying that, he turned his head and walked towards the alley aside.

Shu Zhiqiang smiled slightly, pushed the motorcycle and followed the other person into a courtyard.

The environment in the yard is similar to the backyard of a gourmet store, but there is a pile of bicycle parts piled in the corner.

After Shu Zhiqiang got acquainted with Qi Wei in his previous life, he also came in a few times, and the environment was exactly the same as in his memory.

"Brother, aren't you busy up front?"

A teenage girl suddenly walked out of the room and asked Qi Wei.

When she saw Shu Zhiqiang, she was stunned for a moment, then looked curious.

The woman is Qi Wei's sister, her name is Qi Ya. Judging by the time, she should be in the third grade of junior high school.

"Hello." Shu Zhiqiang smiled slightly without saying the other person's name.

"Hello!" She smiled politely without saying another word.

"Xiaoya, go take care of mom. You don't have to worry about it here." Qi Wei walked out of the side room, holding a tire in his hand.

"Oh." Qi Ya glanced at Shu Zhiqiang curiously, then turned and returned to the room.

Qi Wei carried the tire to the open space and put it down, then looked at Shu Zhiqiang: "Push the car over."

Shu Zhiqiang nodded. Push the motorcycle in front of the other person.

“Comrade, I don’t have new tires here, they are all old ones;

This tire costs two hundred yuan. If you want it, I will replace it for you. "

Qi Wei patted the tire on his hand, looked up at Shu Zhiqiang and said calmly.

New tires are very expensive, and you need to establish a relationship with the factory to get them.

So Qi Wei mostly collected old parts and then tried to assemble motorcycles himself.

Only when you really can't receive parts will you try to communicate with the factory.

"Yes, change it for me." Shu Zhiqiang took a look at the tire. Although there were some signs of age, at least there was no damage.

So he took out two hundred yuan and handed it directly to Qi Wei.

Seeing how straightforward Shu Zhiqiang was, Qi Wei was stunned for a moment and took the money.

The customer is easy to talk to and he is energetic when he gets to work.