Lin Yushu went home and changed into his out-of-the-box clothes. He didn't think much about it, and took a casual shirt. When he came to meet Song Qiming outside the door, he found that Song Qiming had changed the short-sleeved clothes he wore while walking the dog.Put on a casual shirt.

It is the same brand and style as Lin Yushu's.

It's just that Lin Yushu's clothes are looser, and he looks a little thinner, while Song Qiming's shoulders are wide enough, and the fabric hangs down from the top, and the muscle lines on his arms can be seen faintly.

"You also have this dress?" Song Qiming looked Lin Yushu up and down as if he had discovered something interesting again.

"Huh?" Lin Yushu pretended not to notice, and casually glanced at Song Qiming, "Oh, what a coincidence."

...It's no coincidence that he forgot that he bought it according to Song Qiming's ins.

"I really want to suspect that you approached me deliberately." Song Qiming said half-jokingly.

"I moved here first." Lin Yushu held excellent evidence to clear the suspicion, "Why don't you say that you deliberately approached me?"

"I don't."

When the elevator arrived at the floor at the right time, the two walked into the car one after the other and stopped chatting.

But after the elevator door closed again, Song Qiming said again: "But I'm going to get close to you now."

Lin Yushu was very valuable in this acquisition, just like Shao Guangjie wanted to win over him, it was normal for Song Qiming to want to get close to him.

But can this person not speak out?

Lin Yushu didn't know how to answer the conversation.

The two first went to the first floor, drove Lin Yushu's Civic to the second floor, and parked it side by side with Song Qiming's GTR.

Compared with the two modified cars, one red and one blue, the Civic is obviously inferior.

Leaving aside the performance, in terms of appearance alone, GTR's Gulf Oil paint is a classic racing paint, which gives people a strong sense of racing at first glance, and Lin Yushu usually drives a Civic to work, so naturally he will notMake the look so high profile.

"Do you use the original engine?" Song Qiming asked as the two raised the hood, looking at the internal structure of the Civic.

"Yes, it hasn't been changed." Lin Yushu didn't feel that his little steel cannon was shameful. Originally, he and Song Qiming were divided into amateurs and professionals, so he didn't need to compare himself with Song Qiming.

Furthermore, he used this Civic to outperform the GTR whose price is several times that of it, and he has enough confidence to show his car.

"You changed the suspension, what else?" Song Qiming asked again.

"Look for yourself." Lin Yushu bypassed Song Qiming and came to the front of the GTR, staring intently at the legendary RB26DETT engine.

In fact, Song Qiming's GTR is a new version in recent years, and should not be equipped with the "old" RB26 engine.

But it was obvious that Song Qiming changed the engine on purpose, and Lin Yushu could guess the reason, it was just for the word of faith.

Yes, men are like this.

Even if the JDM circle has declined, even if the AE86 that sells tofu can no longer outrun others, as long as they hear the phrase "86 is up the mountain!", the soul of faith in the hearts of JDM fans will still burn.

"Why is it only 750 horses?" Lin Yushu asked, "For you, it should be easy to change to more than 1,000 horses."

"If you change it again, it will violate domestic regulations, and you won't be able to ship it."

Lin Yushu nodded. People who play modified cars are not as crazy as they were back then. Safety and legality are the top priority.

He continued to admire this legendary engine, but suddenly there was a chuckle next to him, and he saw Song Qiming folded his hands around his chest in a leisurely manner, looked at Lin Yushu and asked, "Just take a look?"

"Cough." Lin Yushu cleared his throat, deliberately avoiding the topic, "Did you ship it from Germany?"

"No, Japan, I went to Singapore." Song Qiming said and looked at the Civic in front of him, "What about yours? There seems to be no type R in China."

"Parallel imports cost more than 700,000 yuan," Lin Yushu said.

It cost more than 700,000 yuan to buy a manual transmission. At that time, Lin Yushu was scolded by his brother, but he believed that Song Qiming would understand.

He asked again, "What else did you change?"

Song Qiming raised his chin: "Look for yourself."

He returned Lin Yushu's lines intact again.

Is this person a repeater?Lin Yushu muttered to himself, just watch it for yourself.

He bent down to observe for a while, and asked, "Air intake?"

Song Qiming nodded and said, "There are changes."

"Camber?"

"Changed a bit."

"Shock absorber."

"That must be."

Lin Yushu walked around the GTR and guessed it was pretty close, but to be honest, as long as you don't get in the car and feel it, it's hard to judge how it's changed just by looking at it with your eyes.

Just like the adjustment of the shock absorber, you need to run down laps to find the most suitable softness.No one can determine the tonality of a car just by looking at it.

But that's the end of it, Lin Yushu thought with some regret.

He didn't intend to become car friends with Song Qiming, after all, Song Qiming's identity was there, and he didn't want to complicate his work.

What's more, at the critical moment of acquisition, he has to pay more attention to his words and deeds.

But just as Lin Yushu took a last look at the engine and was about to close the hood, Song Qiming suddenly asked, "Take you for a ride?"

With a bang, the hood slammed shut, causing echoes in the empty parking lot.

Lin Yushu stood still, but did not answer the question.

As the saying goes, "Walk along the river without wet shoes", "There is no free lunch in the world", although Lin Yushu understands these truths, but he is stuck in a tangle-or should he simply go around twice?

Forget it, be more rational, work is more important.

"No need, that's all for today." Lin Yushu walked back to the Civic, closed the hood, turned and walked towards the elevator, "I'll talk about it later when I have a chance."

"When is the future?" Song Qiming obviously didn't plan to let Lin Yushu go, grabbed his wrist and said, "Aren't you okay now?"

"I have nothing to do and I don't want to go." Lin Yushu pulled back his wrist, simply not to mince words, "You spend time on me, why don't you go to a lawyer quickly."

Song Qiming laughed: "These are two different things. Don't you wonder why I moved back to China before the acquisition was negotiated?"

...Damn it, Lin Yushu is really curious.

"Get in the car." Song Qiming stopped talking nonsense, walked to the passenger seat of the GTR, opened the door, "get in the car and chat slowly."

The weather in early October was refreshing and pleasant, with the sun streaming in through the car windows, and the warmth was just right.

The GTR drove along the main road all the way to the suburbs. Perhaps because of the holiday, there were a lot of cars on the road, and it didn't take long to encounter traffic jams.

Countless times, cellphones stuck out from the windows of passing cars and took pictures of this super cool GTR. Lin Yushu was always guilty, and kept covering the side of his face with his hands intentionally or unintentionally until Song Qiming drove the car to a sparsely populated suburb.Only then did he relax, and opened the car window to blow the air.

"Your chassis is well tuned," he said. "I thought you were only good at changing engines."

The chassis of this car is hard and soft, which is between a racing car and a family car. It has not lost the spirit of the Japanese God of War, and it has retained a certain degree of comfort.

"Chassis adjustment is the foundation." The road ahead is easy to drive, Song Qiming held the steering wheel with one hand, turned his head to look at Lin Yushu, "You said that your job is not only responsible for investment, but what else?"

"A lot, write a family tree for your family, etc."

"You also want to do this kind of thing?"

"I'm in charge, you don't have to do it yourself."

The two were chatting unimportantly, and a large truck driving very slowly appeared in front of him. Song Qiming flashed his high beams, and the large truck turned back with a right turn signal, reminding him that there was no traffic ahead, and he could use the road to overtake.

He stepped on the gas pedal, and a strong back push came over him instantly. Along with the accelerated and reversed scenery, Lin Yushu couldn't help but feel a little itchy.

"Do you even know this kind of road rules?" He asked, "Some people say that your Chinese is not good."

Large trucks will block the view, and the driver of a small car flashes his high beams to ask the other party how the road ahead is and whether he can overtake.

If the large truck returns to the left turn signal, it means that there is an oncoming vehicle ahead and cannot overtake for the time being.

"Do you think my Chinese is not good?" Song Qiming asked.

"No." Lin Yushu said.

Apart from talking too straight, don't feel anything else.

Coming to a fork in the road, Song Qiming turned the steering wheel to the left and drove the car up the mountain.The Meditation Villa is on this mountain, but Song Qiming did not go there, but another mountain, where there is a viewing platform open to the public.

"So," Song Qiming continued the topic just now, "your job is to serve the Shao family?"

"It can be understood in this way." After Lin Yushu finished speaking, he added, "But I will not agree to any request."

"That's it." Song Qiming paused, turned to look at Lin Yushu, and pointed out, "I am also from the Shao family."

"You?" Lin Yushu understood Song Qiming's subtext, and raised his eyebrows, "We'll wait until you can talk in Shao's house."

Song Qiming laughed out loud, "You're so snobbish."

Lin Yushu said bluntly: "It's just that snobbish."

Lin Yushu's way of getting along with Song Qiming was very different from Shao Guangjie's.He regarded Shao Guangjie as the boss, but as for Song Qiming, he only regarded him as someone who would affect his work, and did not regard him as the boss.

The Shao family also has important points in Lin Yushu's heart. People like Shao Zhenbang, Shao Hedong, etc. are proper big bosses. As for other distant relatives who do not participate in the company's management, he usually does not take the initiative to do things for these people.

Song Qiming obviously belonged to the latter, that's why Lin Yushu talked to him so casually.

The car came to another fork in the road, this time Song Qiming stopped on the side of the road and put on the handbrake.

Lin Yushu was a little surprised: "Why did you stop?"

Song Qiming unbuckled his seat belt: "It's you."

"You," Lin Yushu was a little startled, "You let me drive?"

Lin Yushu thought that Song Qiming was just taking him out for a drive, but he never expected that he could still sit in the driver's seat.

"Don't you want to open it?" Song Qiming's hand had already touched the doorknob, and he took it back when he heard Lin Yushu's words, "Forget it."

"Wait." Lin Yushu quickly grabbed Song Qiming's arm, "I can't talk about it."

Song Qiming glanced at Lin Yushu's hand, and asked a little funny: "Then can you open it or not?"

The common saying appeared in Lin Yushu's mind again - sooner or later he would have to pay back when he came out to play.

Song Qiming was so generous to him because he wanted to enjoy the "treatment" of the bosses of the Shao family, and if he really sat in the driver's seat, it would be unreasonable not to help.

Rationality and sensibility quickly fought in their hearts, and finally Lin Yushu pursed his lips and said uncomfortably: "It's all here..."

"Okay." Song Qiming saw through Lin Yushu's thoughts, and couldn't help but smile, "Is it okay to let you take me for a ride?"

"That's what you said." Lin Yushu quickly opened the car door and came to the driver's seat.

Song Qiming got out of the car, only gave up half of his body, and Lin Yushu couldn't help walking forward, but Song Qiming raised his arm and gently blocked it, intending to say something to Lin Yushu, asking him to wait, As a result, Lin Yushu stepped forward and bumped into Song Qiming's arm.

Someone hugged her waist inexplicably, Lin Yushu turned to look at Song Qiming, a little unresponsive.

"That," Song Qiming was a little dazed by the sudden close range, he hugged Lin Yushu, looked at the humanity in front of him, and said, "I forgot to say, don't speed."

"Of course I know." Lin Yushu came back to his senses and quickly pushed Song Qiming's arm away.