kiss goodnight

The temperature warmed up on the fifth day of the lunar new year, and the sun shone through the clouds and covered the peaks of Beishan.A white Mercedes-Benz is driving on the K3 mountain road, passing the "Jiaying Pass" and heading towards the racing club at the foot of the mountain on the south side.

During the Chinese New Year, the track was closed to the public, and the sound of the engine that could be heard at this time was familiar to all. Suddenly, a cheap brake sound sounded behind him, and he turned his head, surprised by Wen Ke's appearance.

Qu Xingzhou squinted his eyes and said, "A rare visitor, I don't know much about it."

Wen Ke stepped out of the car, wearing a short dark brown leather jacket and slim trousers, with a layer of soft and docile fabric inside wrapping her thin waist, outlining the perfect lines that others would envy.He took off his sunglasses, with a smile on his lips: "What a coincidence."

Wei Feng lowered the driver's window of the emerald-green Porsche, revealing a bored face: "Boss Wen is finally willing to drive on his own territory?" He tapped his chest and pointed to Wen Ke, "Brothers will stay with you until the end."

Since graduating from the police academy and becoming a traffic policeman, Wen Ke has never raced a car again, only occasionally going to Qu Xingzhou's karting field to relieve his addiction.He waved his hand and said, "I didn't come to see you."

Su Qi's voice faintly floated out of the sky blue Bentley: "Let's end the relationship."

Wen Ke hooked the car key with his index finger, put it in his pocket, raised his chin at the three of them, turned and walked to the service hall.

Manager Song greeted him at the door. It was rare for Wen Ke to return to Beishan. He asked courteously, "Boss, why didn't you say something in advance? We should be ready."

In the towering glass building, Wen Ke stepped on the shiny floor tiles: "Don't bother, just pretend you didn't see me."

Manager Song thought that Wen Ke was here for a surprise inspection, otherwise, who would come to such a remote place during the Chinese New Year, except for the gangsters outside who care about cars like their lives.Hearing this, he felt much relieved, and hurriedly asked: "Then you are here..."

Wen Ke: "Is Master Ye there?"

Manager Song stared in bewilderment: "Master Ye?"

Wen Ke nodded: "I have worked as a repairman in the club for nine years."

The two walked through the hall together, and entered the auto repair room through the side door. The temperature rose, Wen Ke took off his coat, and the perennial master was painting a Hummer.

Manager Song said with insight, "May I help you get your clothes?"

Wen Ke said: "Don't worry, just go and get busy."

How could Manager Song dare to leave the big boss alone in the repair room where there was nowhere to go, knowing that he was redundant, he wisely stood aside.Wen Ke didn't say much, he found a place to sit, quietly waited for Master Ye to finish his work, and then stepped forward to disturb him when he was free.

Master Ye saw Wen Ke, and the mustache under his nose was curved: "Master Wen is here."

Wen Ke waved: "Thank you for your hard work, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year to you too." Master Ye took off his cotton gloves and mask, walked over, and smiled boldly, "I'm used to busy work, and I can't take it easy. Touching parts is like touching your left and right hands. I can't touch it, I miss it, it's not hard at all."

Wen Ke looked at Hummer: "What's wrong?"

Master Ye: "When the gearbox is in R gear, the engine always shuts down, and the lock-up solenoid valve is damaged. These are relatively common minor problems."

After a brief chat, Wen Ke took out a bag of precious white sand and handed it over.Seeing the good cigarettes, Master Ye's throat was itchy. After thanking him, he unpacked and lit one, and said with a smile, "What's your order, Master?"

Wen Ke asked: "I heard that you were a carpenter before?"

"Wen Shaojian laughed." Master Ye said, "The relatives in the family are engaged in the import and export of wood, and they are very knowledgeable. There are ready-made good materials to provide, and some handcraftsmanship, so they opened a workshop and took some orders for sculptures. Customers don't dislike it, and it has a bit of word-of-mouth."

Wen Ke said bluntly: "Are you still taking orders now?"

Master Ye narrowed his eyes, and answered honestly: "Wood is soft, metal is hard, and my hands are unsteady, so I can't do too complicated things."

Wen Ke understood: "It's not complicated."

After hearing Wen Ke's request, Master Ye exclaimed: "Young Master, you're trendy enough, are you going to write songs and compose music?"

A smile appeared on Wen Ke's face, adding a soft filter to Qingjun's exquisite facial features: "It's for a friend."

What kind of friend can make Wen Ke go all the way to Beishan Daoming in person to ask for it?Heavy gold and heavy materials, must it be polished by hand?Master Ye didn't speculate much, and agreed: "When do you need it?"

Wen Ke thought for a while: "Let's do it slowly, it probably won't be in the near future."

After expressing his gratitude, Wen Ke rejected Manager Song's fanfare arrangement, walked out of the reception hall with a few polite words, and bowed into the Mercedes-Benz.As soon as the engine was started, a dazzling sky blue blocked the way. Su Qi tilted his head and pushed open the door of the Bentley, walked straight over, and put on Wen Ke's window with one arm: "I have something to do." He curled his lips, "My winery eight It will start business in January, you have two days off for your vacation, my sister is going to hold a dance, and we four shareholders will be invited to attend with our dance partners by name."

Wen Ke said "Yes", Su Qing's request was not easy to refuse.Qu Xingzhou suddenly jumped out and complained: "If you don't pay enough, you'll be ugly?"

Su Qi lazily looked him up and down: "Zhouzi, you really should lose weight. It is reported that my sister has prepared four peerless beauties for us."

Qu Xingzhou sighed sincerely: "Sister is really an angel."

Wen Ke blinked his eyelashes: "I don't need it."

"No, Young Master Wen." Qu Xingzhou stretched out his hand, and patted Wen Ke's shoulder generously, "Dancing with a woman will not lose you."

Wen Ke looked at Su Qi, and declined politely: "Thank Su Qing for me, I will be there on time."

Seeing that Wen Ke was about to leave, Qu Xingzhou pressed the steering wheel: "How about going? On a sunny day, instead of racing with us, why don't you go to the nearby golf course?"

Wen Ke never lied: "I'm going to buy vegetables."

Su Qi's eyes widened: "My day?"

Qu Xingzhou reacted for half a minute: "You don't race cars, you don't play balls, you have a rich young man's outfit, a model figure, and a celebrity appearance. Go to the fucking... vegetable market?"

Wen Ke corrected: "The vegetable market is still open on the fifth day of the lunar new year, so I can only go to the supermarket."

Qu Xingzhou's expression was dull, he was choked speechless.

Wei Feng made a big circle slowly. He had just left his Porsche and walked over. When he heard one ear, he asked in surprise, "Didn't you always find it troublesome to cook? You only eat in the team cafeteria during New Years and holidays." He went to Qu Xingzhou Leaning on him, I concluded, "There are two situations in which a man voluntarily cooks, either for his mother or for his sweetheart."

Qu Xingzhou solved the case online: "I don't need a dance partner, I buy the vegetables myself, and when the New Year's Eve comes, I rush to cook for others. Mr. Wen, which son is that?"

Wei Feng added without hesitation: "The background of the family is not one of the top [-] in Jingnan, so don't bring it to us, we don't recognize it. It must be the one who can drive a few stocks of my brother to rise in the last bed, to be worthy Take your identity as the second young master of the 'Mingrong Group'."

Wen Ke kicked the accelerator in neutral: "Your Porsche looks a little bit of an eyesore."

Wei Feng bounced off Qu Xingzhou's shoulders, his legs softened and he almost knelt down.He clasped the driver's window with both hands, and gave a good face: "Boss Wen, I was wrong. You are the one who dares to hit a truck with a big G. You don't want money, let alone your life. I, Wei, are ironclad. Not poor, money is tight recently. , I really can’t bear to buy another one.”

On the way back to the city, the sky was clear and the clouds were beautiful, and the boundless azure blue was reflected on the glass windows. Wen Ke turned on the car music, and went to the supermarket with a clear goal, to buy fish first, and then shrimp.Two days ago, he learned to cook two dishes with Lan Jin, and he thought that Jiang Yi'an would like it.

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