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Chapter 44: Can't do it
The next day, Han Xiaodong arrived at the cram school early as usual, but he didn't see Xie Ming until the class started. His little follower came to class on time, but he looked at Han Xiaodong with a hint of hostility.
What is quite surprising is that Wang Jiayuan didn't come either, which made Han Xiaodong a little uneasy. When they parted yesterday, Wang Jiayuan obviously blamed him for being too reckless. Thinking about it, this kind of life gamble was so easy to agree to, let go No one would think it was a wise choice.
But Han Xiaodong can't control that much anymore, and now he has no choice but to fight.
When school was over at noon, Han Xiaodong communicated with Little K again. Little K was full of confidence in winning this game, which made Han Xiaodong feel more at ease, and the rest was to convince Mr. Qiu.
Going straight to Grandpa Qiu's house after school, Han Xiaodong felt very uneasy. Although the relationship between the grandfather and grandson is indeed very harmonious and closer than ordinary relatives, it is not a trivial matter after all. Radical, whether Grandpa Qiu will agree, Han Xiaodong actually has no idea.
When he arrived at the shop, Han Xiaodong explained to the old man exactly what he wanted to change the car, and handed over the blueprints he drew last night to the old man.
Mr. Qiu was at a loss after reading the blueprints. Although his Wuling Hongguang was high-end, it only had a 1.5L engine. With such a heavy iron frame, the car would not be able to run.
Racing is all about speed, so with such an iron tortoise, is it tantamount to admitting defeat in advance?
Han Xiaodong had no choice but to follow what little K told him. The road conditions in Wangyue Mountain are relatively narrow, and they are all downhill roads with many curves. It is impossible to drive fast at all. On the contrary, the road conditions have restricted the car.
In order to prevent unnecessary damage to the car caused by the collision, it is necessary to wrap the car, which is equivalent to adding a bumper to the car to ensure a smooth run. Of course, it is also for safety reasons.
In fact, this statement is completely nonsense, but anyone with a little racing background will not believe it, but Mr. Qiu only drives to buy food after all, and he doesn't know anything about modified cars. Impressed, he waved his hand and let him change it casually.
Now that the car is in place, all that remains is to find someone to modify it.
In the afternoon, Mr. Qiu completely handed over the Wuling Hongguang to Han Xiaodong, and told him not to worry about the business in the store during this time, but to familiarize himself with the condition of the car. No, don't be brave, safety first.
He casually agreed to Mr. Qiu, and Han Xiaodong happily drove out the door.
The benefits of having a small K are reflected again - saving expensive and unreliable navigation.
Under the guidance of Little K, Han Xiaodong turned around and turned around, and finally found a small processing factory with a small appearance in a remote alley in the fringe area of the city and the countryside.
Han Xiaodong got out of the car, took a closer look at this small factory, and began to retreat in his heart. It is better to call it a workshop than a factory.
A small front door, without even a plaque, walked into the room, and there were six or seven machines in a mess, doing work rumblingly.
Several workers were busy in front of their own machines, and no one paid any attention to him, a strange foreigner.
Han Xiaodong originally wanted to shout out to attract attention, but after trying it, he found it was useless.The two machines at the back of the room flew sparks and made a harsh metal friction sound, completely drowning his voice.
In desperation, he had no choice but to find a worker, and patted the man on the shoulder.
The man looked back at him, looked him up, and shouted loudly, "What are you doing?"
Even if the two are face to face, Han Xiaodong still has to work hard to distinguish what the other is saying.
"I have a job, and I want someone to do it?" Han Xiaodong shouted with all his might.
"Inside." The man pointed to the back door of the house, "Turn around and find the foreman!"
Han Xiaodong quickly nodded his thanks, but he couldn't make a sound.
Through the back door, there is a small yard with a row of office-like houses, and some processed workpieces are placed in the yard.
Han Xiaodong closed the back door without any hassle, and the yard fell silent immediately.
He let out a long breath, and his ears still seemed to be buzzing.
"Who are you looking for?" A cropped man in khaki overalls came out of the office directly opposite the back door.
"Hi, I have a job and I want to find someone to do it." Han Xiaodong said politely.
That inch head looked Han Xiaodong up and down, then turned his head and shouted into the office: "Brother Liu, someone is here to talk about work."
I heard a rough voice from the office: "Let him in."
The inch head turned sideways, pointed to the door of the office, and said to Han Xiaodong, "Go in."
Han Xiaodong nodded, and carefully opened the door of the office.
The office was not big, and there was a square-faced man sitting in it, smoking a cigarette and filling out some forms in an old notebook.
Han Xiaodong walked up to the man and greeted him politely: "Hello, I have something I want someone to process."
That square face looked up at him, then pointed to the chair next to him with his chin: "Sit down."
Han Xiaodong groaned and sat on the wooden chair.
"Do you have any drawings?" The bald man called Brother Liu asked casually, and then continued to fill out the form with his head bowed.
"Yes." Han Xiaodong put the drawings he drew yesterday on the bald table.
The bald man put the cigarette in his mouth, reached out to pick up the blueprint and glanced at it for a while, then put it back in front of Han Xiaodong, took a puff of cigarette and shook his head: "I can't do it."
Han Xiaodong was taken aback for a moment, the place Little K pointed him to was here, and now this person said so simply that he couldn't do it, what's going on?
"Look for his boss." Little K said in Han Xiaodong's mind.
"I want to find your boss." Han Xiaodong repeated what Little K said.
The bald man was stunned for a moment when he said that, and then laughed out loud: "Why are you looking for my boss?"
Han Xiaodong stubbornly pushed the drawing forward: "My friend said you are capable, and I want to find your boss."
The bald head seemed a little unhappy when he heard this, and his voice became louder: "I told you that if you can't do it, you can't do it. Don't make trouble here, just go and go."
After speaking, he waved his hands again and again like coaxing flies.
"My friend said you are capable, and you must be capable. I want to see your boss." Han Xiaodong became stubborn because he believed that little K would not make mistakes.
"I'm sorry if you make trouble like this again, it's easy to talk about it, isn't it?" Seeing that Han Xiaodong was still insisting, the bald head suddenly became angry and stood up suddenly.
"What's the matter, Old Liu? You're making a lot of noise."
The two were refusing to give in to each other, the door of the office opened, and a square-faced man walked in.
What is quite surprising is that Wang Jiayuan didn't come either, which made Han Xiaodong a little uneasy. When they parted yesterday, Wang Jiayuan obviously blamed him for being too reckless. Thinking about it, this kind of life gamble was so easy to agree to, let go No one would think it was a wise choice.
But Han Xiaodong can't control that much anymore, and now he has no choice but to fight.
When school was over at noon, Han Xiaodong communicated with Little K again. Little K was full of confidence in winning this game, which made Han Xiaodong feel more at ease, and the rest was to convince Mr. Qiu.
Going straight to Grandpa Qiu's house after school, Han Xiaodong felt very uneasy. Although the relationship between the grandfather and grandson is indeed very harmonious and closer than ordinary relatives, it is not a trivial matter after all. Radical, whether Grandpa Qiu will agree, Han Xiaodong actually has no idea.
When he arrived at the shop, Han Xiaodong explained to the old man exactly what he wanted to change the car, and handed over the blueprints he drew last night to the old man.
Mr. Qiu was at a loss after reading the blueprints. Although his Wuling Hongguang was high-end, it only had a 1.5L engine. With such a heavy iron frame, the car would not be able to run.
Racing is all about speed, so with such an iron tortoise, is it tantamount to admitting defeat in advance?
Han Xiaodong had no choice but to follow what little K told him. The road conditions in Wangyue Mountain are relatively narrow, and they are all downhill roads with many curves. It is impossible to drive fast at all. On the contrary, the road conditions have restricted the car.
In order to prevent unnecessary damage to the car caused by the collision, it is necessary to wrap the car, which is equivalent to adding a bumper to the car to ensure a smooth run. Of course, it is also for safety reasons.
In fact, this statement is completely nonsense, but anyone with a little racing background will not believe it, but Mr. Qiu only drives to buy food after all, and he doesn't know anything about modified cars. Impressed, he waved his hand and let him change it casually.
Now that the car is in place, all that remains is to find someone to modify it.
In the afternoon, Mr. Qiu completely handed over the Wuling Hongguang to Han Xiaodong, and told him not to worry about the business in the store during this time, but to familiarize himself with the condition of the car. No, don't be brave, safety first.
He casually agreed to Mr. Qiu, and Han Xiaodong happily drove out the door.
The benefits of having a small K are reflected again - saving expensive and unreliable navigation.
Under the guidance of Little K, Han Xiaodong turned around and turned around, and finally found a small processing factory with a small appearance in a remote alley in the fringe area of the city and the countryside.
Han Xiaodong got out of the car, took a closer look at this small factory, and began to retreat in his heart. It is better to call it a workshop than a factory.
A small front door, without even a plaque, walked into the room, and there were six or seven machines in a mess, doing work rumblingly.
Several workers were busy in front of their own machines, and no one paid any attention to him, a strange foreigner.
Han Xiaodong originally wanted to shout out to attract attention, but after trying it, he found it was useless.The two machines at the back of the room flew sparks and made a harsh metal friction sound, completely drowning his voice.
In desperation, he had no choice but to find a worker, and patted the man on the shoulder.
The man looked back at him, looked him up, and shouted loudly, "What are you doing?"
Even if the two are face to face, Han Xiaodong still has to work hard to distinguish what the other is saying.
"I have a job, and I want someone to do it?" Han Xiaodong shouted with all his might.
"Inside." The man pointed to the back door of the house, "Turn around and find the foreman!"
Han Xiaodong quickly nodded his thanks, but he couldn't make a sound.
Through the back door, there is a small yard with a row of office-like houses, and some processed workpieces are placed in the yard.
Han Xiaodong closed the back door without any hassle, and the yard fell silent immediately.
He let out a long breath, and his ears still seemed to be buzzing.
"Who are you looking for?" A cropped man in khaki overalls came out of the office directly opposite the back door.
"Hi, I have a job and I want to find someone to do it." Han Xiaodong said politely.
That inch head looked Han Xiaodong up and down, then turned his head and shouted into the office: "Brother Liu, someone is here to talk about work."
I heard a rough voice from the office: "Let him in."
The inch head turned sideways, pointed to the door of the office, and said to Han Xiaodong, "Go in."
Han Xiaodong nodded, and carefully opened the door of the office.
The office was not big, and there was a square-faced man sitting in it, smoking a cigarette and filling out some forms in an old notebook.
Han Xiaodong walked up to the man and greeted him politely: "Hello, I have something I want someone to process."
That square face looked up at him, then pointed to the chair next to him with his chin: "Sit down."
Han Xiaodong groaned and sat on the wooden chair.
"Do you have any drawings?" The bald man called Brother Liu asked casually, and then continued to fill out the form with his head bowed.
"Yes." Han Xiaodong put the drawings he drew yesterday on the bald table.
The bald man put the cigarette in his mouth, reached out to pick up the blueprint and glanced at it for a while, then put it back in front of Han Xiaodong, took a puff of cigarette and shook his head: "I can't do it."
Han Xiaodong was taken aback for a moment, the place Little K pointed him to was here, and now this person said so simply that he couldn't do it, what's going on?
"Look for his boss." Little K said in Han Xiaodong's mind.
"I want to find your boss." Han Xiaodong repeated what Little K said.
The bald man was stunned for a moment when he said that, and then laughed out loud: "Why are you looking for my boss?"
Han Xiaodong stubbornly pushed the drawing forward: "My friend said you are capable, and I want to find your boss."
The bald head seemed a little unhappy when he heard this, and his voice became louder: "I told you that if you can't do it, you can't do it. Don't make trouble here, just go and go."
After speaking, he waved his hands again and again like coaxing flies.
"My friend said you are capable, and you must be capable. I want to see your boss." Han Xiaodong became stubborn because he believed that little K would not make mistakes.
"I'm sorry if you make trouble like this again, it's easy to talk about it, isn't it?" Seeing that Han Xiaodong was still insisting, the bald head suddenly became angry and stood up suddenly.
"What's the matter, Old Liu? You're making a lot of noise."
The two were refusing to give in to each other, the door of the office opened, and a square-faced man walked in.
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