Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

After dinner, Lou Shuo found Huo Dong and said straight to the point:

"Brother Dong, I want to learn how to modify cars from you."

Huo Dong was holding a notebook in his hand and reading it with a bitter and resentful expression. It was unclear whether he couldn't understand it or was just too impatient to read it.

Hearing this, he scanned Lou Shuo from head to toe and rolled his eyes:

"Come out and play for a few days and then go back to school. Why are you learning to drive? You're just a brat who doesn't even have a driver's license."

Lou Shuo: “…”

The young man named Dahe was unhappy when he heard this:

"Brother Dong, you are being hypocritical. When I followed you, I was only as old as Master Lou, not even an adult. I see you use me like cattle and horses."

Huo Dong sneered:

"As an ox or horse, you should have the consciousness of an ox or horse. You are nothing compared to the young master."

Others laughed at Da He:

"Exactly. Don't you see how much your life is worth? Even if you sell yourself, you still can't afford the young master's motorcycle. How dare you compete with the young master? You've been a little cocky lately."

Dahe himself was amused:

"Haha, isn't the young master still breathing the same air as us? Rounding it off, we can be considered a bit noble."

After a few days of contact, Lou Shuo knew that these people were just joking.

He was not annoyed, but just looked at Huo Dong stubbornly:

"I'll learn from you."

He pointed to his motorcycle:

“Just consider it as tuition.”

Motorcycle as tuition?

Then Huo Dong will not be polite.

He really liked that bike. Not to mention it was expensive, the key point was that it was not available. He had only seen pictures of it, but it was the first time he saw someone riding it.

Huo Dong threw away the tablet and jumped off the platform, then directly got on the motorcycle and felt it... It felt so fucking cool.

"Okay, you can learn from whoever you want and learn however you want, but I have a condition," Huo Dong said.

Lou Shuo: "Brother Dong, you say."

Huo Dong patted the motorcycle under him and said, "You can't take this treasure back."

Lou Shuo was so angry that he said, "I have a more expensive one."

Huo Dong: “…”

Everyone: "..."

That one was given to him by Lou Zhe. It had just arrived and he was reluctant to ride it.

He asked Butler Cao to buy this one.

Lou Shuo stayed at the Dadong Auto Repair Factory.

Although he said he was learning how to modify vehicles, Huo Dong actually mainly repairs and washes cars, and only a few people ask him to modify their cars.

After all, rich people are not everywhere. Those who are rushing around on the streets are ordinary people struggling for life.

At nine o'clock, everyone changed into work clothes, opened the front door and started working.

Feng Qian is the receptionist and boss's assistant at Dadong Auto Repair Shop. There is also a girl named Panpan who is the warehouse manager.

Lou Shuo followed Huo Dong to the repair shop in front. It was a mess inside and looked much bigger than the one at the back. There were several cars parked there, and some vehicles that looked scrapped. They were probably the junk that Huo Dong collected.

Huo Dong lit a cigarette and said:

"I've been busy lately and don't have time to work on the car. Why don't you go back to class first? I'll call you when I'm free."

Then he said:

"Don't be afraid that I'll run away. I have such a big factory here. You can ask around. I've been working here for several years."

Lou Shuo glanced at him:

"Then I'll learn how to repair cars first."

Huo Dong opened his mouth.

Is this young master mentally healthy?

But he doesn't care:

"It's up to you, but you can definitely learn a lot from repairing a car. If you want to learn how to modify a car, you should first understand its structure and performance, right?"

Patting Lou Shuo on the shoulder, he said, "Have fun, no, study hard. Um, Dahe, take care of the young master."