The Strongest Racer Maintenance Guide

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Tibetan areas are places of belief, and belief means bondage.The devout believers strictly follow the creed and live, their behavior, thoughts, and even facing death, they all move forward steadily according to the creed.

Many people say that Tibet is a place to purify the soul and the closest to heaven.In fact, Xia Qianchen thinks that it depends on the understanding of heaven and the purification of human understanding.

Xia Qianshen likes Tibet because it is quiet and clear, and the snow-capped mountains and prayer flags can make people relax naturally.

Coming out of the restaurant next to the national road, the night sky in Ganzi Prefecture is clear and clear.

Xia Qianchen talked about his troubles, he didn't drink too much, he didn't allow himself to pretend to be crazy by drinking, even though it's a good way to pretend to be crazy by drinking, afterward, he either refused to admit it to death, or pretended to be broken, no matter what he could get rid of himself.

They ended up spending the night in an inn near the restaurant.

The next morning, Zhong Su went to three or four small supermarkets to buy a box of iced milk.

When returning to the hotel, Xia Qianchen got up and was on the phone.

His complexion was a little dignified, and he stood by the window, changed into a light-colored T-shirt and white overalls, and looked very fresh.

He held up his mobile phone and walked towards Zhong Su, took the iced milk in his hand naturally, and then said to the person on the phone: "Okay, change it, I will transfer the money later."

"What's wrong?" Zhong Su asked after hanging up the phone.

"The rear axle of the Impreza is deformed, and even the transfer case needs to be replaced." Xia Qianchen inserted the straw, "The compensation has not yet been paid, and if our SS2 is damaged again, we may not be able to repair it."

Zhong Su thought for a while, unlocked the phone, and consolidated the balances of several cards, "I'll think of a way."

"Don't you have more than [-] yuan left? You have to change tires and buy oil." Xia Qianchen was a little irritable, and sat down to drink milk. "I can still hold on now, at worst, drive more conservatively in the next stage."

Zhong Su couldn't turn stone into gold, and the room could only hear the sound of Xia Qianchen's straw for a while, and it was indeed in a deadlock.

A refitted S-class racing car emptied the deposits of two people. If it wasn't for Jing Ran's ideal situation, the money he took was also used to buy accessories. I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to report his name now.

At this point, Xia Qianchen drank all the milk, "I'm selling cars."

"No." Zhong Su stood up, "Give me a day, I will find a way."

The conversation broke up badly, and after returning to the foot of Shaluli Mountain, Xia Qianchen went straight to the maintenance station to check the car, while Zhong Su went in the opposite direction.

The Shaluli Mountain Rally is the third stop of this season, and many teams that have failed to catch up with the points in the front are counting on this to make a comeback.Among them is the GP team with only Cao Hanxi remaining in the four-wheel drive group.

If Cao Hanxi can't catch up with the points in Shaluli Mountain, then the GP will be worse this year.

The GP maintenance station is near the SS1 starting line. This time, many leaders of the GP team came, in fact, they transferred the pressure on Xia Qianchen to Cao Hanxi.

Zhong Su went to knock on the door of the iron barn. Sure enough, there were five or six leaders sitting around Cao Hanxi inside. They were all folded small benches in the maintenance station. These leaders were all middle-aged and fat in their fifties. It's suffocating when you go up.

"Mr. Zhou." Zhong Su put his eyes on one of them and said, "In the contract we signed, as long as I took Xia Qian to sink the Shanghuan Pagoda, there would be an extra 60 bonus."

Mr. Zhou stood up on his knees, "Yes, but...but you also know the current situation of the team, or...it will be worth your liquidated damages."

"No, I will pay the liquidated damages after the Automobile Federation calls over the compensation." Zhong Su's voice was cold, "It doesn't matter if you don't have cash, open your parts warehouse to me. If you don't think there are too many GP lawsuits, this The site is over, we will have a good chat in court according to the contract and losses."

Mr. Zhou seemed to be in a dilemma. The team under his command had a lot of problems this year, accidents and failures. In the final analysis, the biggest loss was caused by Xia Qianchen - next year's sponsorship was gone, but the responsibility was not. Can't push it to Xia Qianchen.

After all, another shaky sponsorship of the team was also aimed at Xia Qianshen.

If Xia Qianshen and Zhong Su made this matter worse, Mr. Zhou would probably be able to move from the office to the first floor as a security guard.

"Xiao Zhong." A person behind stood up and said, "Can you give us 5 minutes to discuss it, okay?"

Zhong Su nodded, took out his mobile phone, and counted down for 5 minutes, "I'll come in again in 5 minutes."

There are discussions inside.

"We can't let them make trouble again. Do you know why Ze Gong Haiyun is still sponsoring us, because we funded the kid with kidney failure! Xia Qianshen and Zhong Su were the ones who funded her! Ze Gong's attitude is not good. Obviously, Ze Gong has always admired them."

"Yes, as long as Zegong Shipping doesn't say anything, there is still hope to stabilize this sponsorship next year."

"Then what should I do now? If I really take cash from the team's public account, I won't have to do it tomorrow."

"Give them the warehouse."

"You can give it, but you can't give it for nothing."

The others cast their gazes over.

The man said, "Give Zhong Su a drink."

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They only had two maintenance workers, and Xia Qianshen worked with the maintenance workers to repair the car until night, and finally the instrument panel was normal after the last adjustment.

Xia Qian let go of her strength heavily, "Thanks for your hard work."

"Should be." The maintenance worker said, "Just adjust it, you can go back and rest quickly."

Xia Qian wiped off his sweat, "Okay."

After the two maintenance workers left, Xia Qianchen started the racing car for the last time. He sat in the main driver's seat and looked at the dashboard. , are normal.

Then turn off the fire.

Only then did he realize that Zhong Su had disappeared for several hours, but he just had an awkward quarrel in the morning, and now he felt like whoever seeks out first loses.

What are you doing? It's not about dating.

Take a step back and still be a colleague.

However, just as Xia Qianchen took out his cell phone, it rang.

Nana is calling.

"Where are you? Come and pick up your navigator, I can't move him."

Xia Qianchen: "Ah? What happened to him?"

"Drunk," said Nana.

When Xia Qianshen arrived, Zhong Su had already been helped by Nana to walk a part of the way. The drunk man was leaning against the lamppost, and Nana was watching him from the side.

"Is he crazy? Will he still be drinking in tomorrow's game? Who did he drink with?" Xia Qianchen approached.

The town is very quiet at night, with some flies flying under the street lamps.

Nana held a piece of paper in her hand and handed it to him.

He took it over, and on the A4 paper was a letter of commitment with signature and handprint, the head of the GP team promised to complete the race at the site in Shaluli Mountain, and the warehouse of the GP team's maintenance station was open to Xia Qianshen to provide all racing accessories.

This is used to offset Zhong Su's initial contract bonus with GP.

"Actually, Zhong Su knew that they were drinking on purpose. Cao Hanxi was not as good at driving as you. They thought they got the navigator drunk, and they would set back your strength tomorrow." Nana said.

Xia Qianchen held the person steady and put his arms around his neck, "Thank you Nana, please put this paper away for me, I will take him back."

Nana nodded.

In terms of strength, Xia Qianchen naturally has nothing to say, but he has been busy repairing the car for too long today, and most of Zhong Su's weight is leaning on him.

And he can't start cursing now, because Zhong Su really thought of a way to solve this matter.

GP can completely consume or drag, but GP chose to get Zhong Su drunk to open their warehouse and provide accessories, which shows that GP's greater demand now is to weaken Xia Qianchen's combat power and allow Cao Hanxi to be on this site. Take points.

Thinking of this, Xia Qianchen gritted his teeth, wanting to crush the convoy even more angrily.

Boring.

It was still two kilometers away from the hotel where they stayed, but now it was only 200 meters away to the maintenance station. Xia Qianchen panted heavily and tossed Zhong Su into the maintenance station.

There were only folding stools in the tin warehouse, so he simply put Zhong Su on the ground and let him lean on the hub of the Impreza.

Then squat down and examine him.

"Zhong Su." Xia Qianchen called him.

no response.

"Why drink with them." Xia Qianchen's voice was cold, "Why don't you let me sell the car, why are you still willing to go to the track with me?"

He interrogated one-sidedly a man who was too drunk to focus.

At first, he thought he would not get any reply, but Zhong Su worked hard so that he could look at Xia Qianchen.

"SS2 is tomorrow evening, enough 12 hours, I can pass the physical examination." Zhong Su said, "Don't worry."

"Did I ask you this?"

"Don't worry." Zhong Su's voice was hoarse, "I won't be affected in tomorrow's game. Cao Hanxi can't catch up with us. The champion of this site is ours."

The GP people made him like this, just to make them lose tomorrow, and even more insidiously, they want Xia Qianshen to have an accident, the car damage is more serious, and it is best to retire.

Zhong Su grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms. Xia Qianchen, who was squatting, jumped forward unexpectedly.

Most of the smell of alcohol dissipated during this journey, but the smell of laundry detergent mixed with alcohol could still be smelled on Zhong Su's body.

Zhong Su probably drank to the point where he would break the string if he drank a little more. He controlled it very well, satisfying the GP staff, and it was within his own tolerance.

He hugged Xia Qianshen in his arms, sniffed Xia Qianshen's hair, and said nothing.

"Let go of me." Xia Qianchen said.

"I'm sorry." Zhong Su pressed against his neck, "Don't be angry."

Xia Qianchen was really bored, so he could only let him hug him, and his own thoughts at this time were also very complicated.

Obviously, Zhong Su crossed the line today, but Zhong Su drank like a two hundred and five. Xia Qianshen understood that he couldn't take anything Zhong Su said seriously now.

"You fixed the damaged car parts, why should I be angry with you." Xia Qianchen said.

Suddenly, Zhong Su let go of his arms, cupped his face with both hands, and looked at each other, "Can you let me kiss you?" Zhong Su asked.

Xia Qianshen:?

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Xia Qianchen found that he was basically sitting on Zhong Su's lap now, but this did not affect his righteousness, "Do you remember that you are a straight man?"

Zhong Su is in the state of "choosing what he likes to listen to".

On Zhong Su's three-dimensional face, the pair of pupils under the ink-painted eyebrows stared at him, "Can you let me kiss you?"

"No." Xia Qianshen said firmly.

"I don't kiss." Zhong Su's rationality as thin as a spider's silk forced him to say, "Is that okay?"

"No." Xia Qianchen quickly got up from the ground, looked down at him, and took a deep breath——

"Zhong Su, you should figure out the relationship between the two of us. Don't be affected by the impulsive emotions. We can go hand in hand until the day we retire. You drank too much today. I don't care about you. When you didn't say that."

Righteous words are strict and orderly.

At the end of the output, being stern and selfless, even Xia Qianchen himself had to think about who the hell is the straight man.

The author says:

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