Chapter 528: Like Choi Hyun
"Scrap?" Wei Sheng looked weird, "Why is it scrapped?"
She knows exactly what the car crashed into. The big deal is to spend money to repair it. Although the repair price is not cheap, it is not even possible that such an expensive car does not even have insurance? Besides, this Rolls-Royce is a treasure all over, and it is a pity that it was scrapped.
"I said scrapping is scrapping. You should think about how to explain it to Mr. Huang later." Kong Zhandong snorted with interest, walked around to the back seat of a car behind Porsche, and looked up at Wei Sheng. , And then got into the car.
Wei Sheng grinned disdainfully, saying that you are so self-willed. Does your mother know?
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In the early morning, it seemed that because of the fog, the ground seemed to have rained.
Wei Sheng sat in the back seat of the car side by side with Kong Zhandong, the latter closed his eyes and rested while Wei Sheng stared out the window.
Ning Dahai and Fang Liang's car has not yet returned, but Yikong Zhandong said that the old man was waiting for her to have breakfast at home. He couldn't, so he had to ask Jules to stay there and wait.
"Turning in the air, who did you learn from?" Kong Zhandong's voice suddenly sounded from the side.
Wei Sheng turned his chin and turned his head, and saw that he was turning his head to look at him. After a little pondering, he smiled and said, "Self-taught."
That Fang Kong Zhandong frowned. In fact, in his heart, he was faintly fortunate to be left behind by Wei Sheng last night. For nothing else, just to see a volley corner close to the limit of human control of the car. International drivers have a long history, even Frodman who walked out of Redwood City.
Kong Zhandong himself is also an avid fan of this extreme sport, so he knows the level of the cornering technique Wei Sheng displayed last night.
It is really hard to imagine that at her age, she can master the car control technology like a fire, which is better than her own.
"Self-taught." Kong Zhandong first chuckled, then lowered his voice, "Do you have a driver's license?"
Wei Sheng still held his chin, pulled the corner of his lips and ignored him.
Nonsense, it's strange to be able to take a driver's license at this age.
I saw Kong Zhandong slowly stretched out his hand to adjust his cuffs, and squinted at Wei Sheng, "I'm asking serious, who did you learn from? Maybe I know your teacher."
Wei Sheng suddenly laughed, not only at Kong Zhandong's posture of being accustomed to being handsome, but also at his words.
But with a smile, Wei Sheng suddenly put away his smile. Yes, he also has a teacher.
She didn't get her racing skills out of thin air. Although she didn't worship a certain teacher, she was not all self-taught as she said.
On the way to the world, she has really made some good teachers and helpful friends. If the teacher who inspired her the most should be...
Just thinking of this, Wei Sheng looked out the window with a startled look, then she quickly turned around and looked back against the car window.
Right now the car was driving into the manor from outside, and a Rolls Royce that had just driven out of the manor just passed her, and Wei Sheng seemed to have seen Cui Xian inside! ?
"Stop!" Wei Sheng called out suddenly.
It is a pity that it was Kong Zhandong's person who drove, and did not listen to her orders, "I said stop!" Wei Sheng turned to look at the rear glass again, only to see that the Rolls Royce carrying the suspected Cui Xian had passed the manor. The big bend at the door disappeared into the corner in the next second.
Kong Zhandong made people stop. Wei Sheng got out of the car and looked at the corner. She was fascinated. Just now, she was reminiscing about the incident. When a car passed by, she did not concentrate on looking at the other car, let alone the two cars. Interlaced and fleeting, she is indeed very likely to be wrong...
But in a daze, he did see Cui Xian's face.
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The car drove inward along the small building of the manor. This was the first time Wei Sheng entered the building and was further away. I saw that there was a green lawn in the distance. This month, the lawn can be full of greenery. It is undoubtedly an artificial lawn.
There is a distinctive European-style pavilion on the lawn. The pavilion is round in shape with a spherical roof made of stacked bricks. The supporting pillars below are painted with bright white paint, which glows with crystal clear luster under the rising sun. The bright white gauze curtains tied to the fence around the pavilion are even more elegant in the early morning cold wind.
Wei Sheng sat in the car, looking at the corner of the manor and was slightly lost in thought.
Huang Gezhang was sitting in this pavilion.
The car slowly stopped on the edge of the lawn. Wei Sheng and Kong Zhandong got out of the car one after another, and walked along a cobblestone road to the pavilion. Huang Gezhang was sitting in the pavilion at the moment. He was sitting in a wheelchair and wearing a thick home. Pajamas, burgundy mixed with royal blue, with thick fabrics to show the grace of the upper class.
"Sir!" Kong Zhandong stepped into the pavilion first, with a hearty smile on Wei Sheng's face that Wei Sheng hadn't seen before, "It's so cold, why is the husband still eating out?"
He saw Huang Gezhang holding a teacup in one hand and swinging his other hand gently. There was a bit of vigor in his vigorous voice, "It's time to breathe, and feel the morning sun. I feel a lot lighter! "
Although this Huang Gezhang pretended to be spirit, he was already old-fashioned.
Wei Sheng smiled and stood still in front of the pavilion, "Mr. Huang, early."
Huang Gezhang's gaze jumped over Kong Zhandong, and slowly nailed Wei Sheng's body. The old eyes engraved with the traces of the years were stained with a few hints of depth. But you young people, didn’t you sleep last night? Come, come and eat with me to cushion your stomach."
Pad your belly. Wei Sheng just smiled. These words made people feel a little cordial. She stepped into the pavilion, beside the round table, diagonally opposite Huang Gezhang.
Kong Zhandong also took a seat and replied, "I slept in the car for a while, and the second half was left to others to drive." It was not polite to say that, he reached out and took a croissant out of the bread basket.
A maid immediately stepped forward to inquire, and poured a glass of milk for Kong Zhandong.
The meals on this table are sumptuous. They are all Western food. In addition to croissants, there are old Los Angeles bread, butter buns, sandwiches, toast, ham, whole cans of butter and omelettes.
Wei Sheng was not welcome. He took two toasts and put them on the plate, then spooned butter on the toasts with a dining knife, and then rolled the omelette and ham in the middle, taking a big bite, and he was satisfied.
The car consumes a lot of energy, and she is indeed starving.
And that Kong Zhandong took a sandwich and ate it slowly. While talking to the old man about the battle last night, he ignored Wei Sheng, who had nothing to say.
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