Saturday, 21st.

This is a very ordinary weekend, but it is a busy day for Xiao Wang Auto Repair.

From morning to night, luxury cars worth millions often entered and exited his small car dealer frequently, which also caused Wang Zhijun and several car repair masters under him.

Wang Zhijun is 38 years old this year and is the father of two children. He drove the car shop for more than ten years. From the beginning of "Xiao Wang", to the present, although Wang Zhijun has not been upgraded to Lao Wang, he is never young anymore.

As time goes by, Wang Zhijun's reputation for repairing cars, or rather, the reputation of changing cars.

Wang Zhijun, who was interested in machinery since he was a child, entered an auto repair school after graduating from junior high school. There were not many auto repair schools at that time. The teachers taught them seriously and Wang Zhijun learned them carefully. In addition, his natural interest and understanding of auto repair made him develop excellent car repair skills at a young age. After returning to Qinhai to open a store, Wang Zhijun became interested in car modification again. With his genius understanding, he became the number one person in Qinhai's automobile modification industry.

Anyone who loves road racing knows that the best car modification store in Qinhai is this inconspicuous "Xiao Wang Auto Repair". Here, as long as you are willing to pay enough money, you will definitely get the high-performance sports car you dream of. Whether you like violent straight-line acceleration or are interested in exciting curve drifts, you can change a car that suits your taste.

A black EVO slowly drove out of Xiao Wang Auto Repair's garage, but it was Sun Yan's chariot. He had just done a full set of dynamic balance tests here, and then comprehensively checked the car's brakes, propulsion systems, tires, etc. This set of inspections alone cost him 8,000 yuan. However, compared to the fierce competition that will arrive at night, this little money is still worth it.

You should know that highway racing has a very high risk factor. Especially on the winding mountain roads like Lianhua Mountain, the performance requirements for cars are even higher, which is unscathing at all. Although drivers have a spirit of adventure, taking risks does not mean going to die stupidly. Being fully prepared before the race, especially systematically checking the car is a must-do thing for every driver.

"Uh? Is it the TT of Dark Night Rose?" Sun Yan, who was about to drive away, glanced at a white TT driving towards the gas station. He recognized it at a glance that it was Anya's car. Although Anya has several sports cars, Sun Yan always knew when she would drive a car. After all, there are only a few masters in Qinhai's racing circle, and this Night Rose is a rare beauty among them. Naturally, the attention should be higher.

"Hi, Ya'er, it's so early." Sun Yan smiled and rolled down the car window and greeted Anya.

"Sun Yan, I warn you not to call me that, we are not that familiar with you." Anya got out of the car and threw the key to Wang Zhijun. Then she heard Sun Yan's voice, and glared at him angrily and said coldly.

Sun Yan seemed to be fine, as if the Night Rose was normal to him, and continued to smile and said, "Ya'er, don't be so angry, why bother with old acquaintances? By the way. I heard that you bet a million on a golf? Where did this guy come from?"

Hearing Sun Yan's words, Anya stared at him with her eyes narrowed and then said lightly: "Does it have anything to do with you? Just drive your own car."

Sun Yan asked for something boring, closed the car window awkwardly, and secretly cursed Anya, the "biaozi" who pretended to be noble.

"As sooner or later, the uncle will press you on the bed and let you kneel down and sing to conquer. Hehe, let you taste the power of my 'drill'!" Sun Yan slowly drove away, looking at Anya in the rearview mirror, and a resentful light flashed in his eyes.

The drivers participating in the competition were nervously preparing. Qin Hai, the largest underground gambling company, is also busy in a nervous and orderly manner. This gambling company called "Goldman Sachs" is a well-deserved old company of Qin Hai. It is said to have a dual background of official and black forces, and even military forces. In Qin Hai for so many years, he has been a dealer in many large-scale underground gambling activities to collect money, and has never had any trouble. It can be said that the credit is first-class.

In this underground racing, all parties participated in the gambling money. Although in Goldman Sachs' view, this money is not a big deal. In their main business, football gambling is the big deal. Often, the gambling money is as high as hundreds of millions of dollars in one game. In comparison, this kind of underground car is simply a small matter. However, in terms of underground racing alone, the gambling money this time is the highest in history. One of the mysterious gambling money actually invested five million at one time, and it was actually a previously unknown golf, which caused the car's market quota to rise sharply, and the people of Goldman Sachs also paid attention to it.

"Xiao Li, did you find out the background of this golf?" Manager Jiang, in charge of the car racing tonight, asked in a large office on the 17th floor of Goldman Sachs Import and Export Trading Company.

Goldman Sachs Import and Export Trading Company is actually a "shell" of Goldman Sachs gambling. It is controlled by the government in the mainland's gambling industry, so it needs to be replaced in this way.

"Mr. Jiang, I checked it. The owner is Chu Yang. He is a senior high school student. He has never heard of it in the underground racing industry in Qinhai before." A young man in a black suit stood respectfully in front of the large large table, lowering his head slightly and reporting respectfully.

"Oh? Student? Interesting, what's going on with that five million?" Mr. Jiang asked with interest.

"I don't know very well. According to the investigation, it was a entrusted by a driver named Dark Night Rose." Xiao Lihui reported.

"A driver actually entrusts to place an order and bet on other drivers? Is this student a master?" Manager Jiang touched his chin and thought. Logically speaking, he couldn't invest so much energy in researching a small underground car, but this time the market was a bit abnormal, but he had to pay attention.

"How is that driver from Yanjing and what are the odds?" Manager Jiang asked.

"The odds are very low. Because they are the favorites to win the championship, they have more off-the-scenes bets, and the current odds are 0.85."

"I understand, you go down." Manager Jiang waved his hand and asked Xiao Li to leave his office. He leaned his body against the chair, not knowing what he was thinking about.

On Qinhai Road, opposite West China Conservatory of Music, a melodious sound of flute floated out faintly in an antique building.

In a quiet room on the third floor, Chu Yang was playing a song full of ancient style holding a purple bamboo flute.

Opposite him, on a spring and autumn chair, Ma Di, dressed in a white Tang suit, was sitting leisurely on it, drinking the freshly brewed West Lake Longjing, playing with a pair of fine walnuts in his hand, sometimes closing his eyes and listening, sometimes lowering his head to drink tea, with a very leisurely expression.

The sound of the flute is leisurely and its misty sound seems to bring closer to the time and space of today's people and ancient times. Although it is just a simple sound of the flute without any accompaniment, it exudes a sense of desolation, which is particularly touching!

"Okay, okay! Chu Yang, your song "Far Rhyme" has already gained its essence. It has both sound and emotion, with ancient style and charm, which is wonderful!" Ma Dier heard Chu Yang's song blowing. Lei Ran nodded and praised.

"Teacher Ma has been awarded. This song was created by you. If you can write such a song, you will be able to get the essence of the ancient song "Su Wu Shepherds". It is adapted to be very vivid." Chu Yang said with a smile, and placed the flute on the flute stand beside him.

This piano room was left alone by Chu Yang when the Huayin Pavilion was built and was not open to the public. It was only used to make friends and discuss music. After the Huayin Pavilion was opened, Ma Di became a regular visitor here. He came here every now and then to set up a dragon gate formation with Chu Yang to discuss flute skills, and he was enjoying it.

Madi is a great man who has already entered the house with flute skills. Chu Yang is the young man with the highest understanding among the younger generation. Although flute skills are not the most exquisite, his understanding and expression of music is even inferior to him. He often finds many things worth learning in Chu Yang's performances. So after a while, the two of them become friends and friends who are forgot about their age.

"Haha, let's not praise each other. Your school will be on holiday next week. My concert is about to begin. Remember to tell your home in advance, so don't be able to go there at that time." Madi said with a smile.

"No problem, I have nothing to do during the holidays. I just happened to take this opportunity to go to Baodao." Chu Yang said to Madi.

"Okay, haha, my good friend Zhang Yanwu is also a flute fan. I will introduce him to you at that time. You must have a common topic. Haha, by the way, don't forget to prepare a set of bamboo rhymes for me. Last time Lao Zhang came to me to see my flute rhymes, but I've been jealous for a long time and I almost came to grab it." Madi said with a smile.

"No problem, it's done long ago, why don't you take it back today?" Chu Yang said, picking up a flute bag from the corner and handing it to Madi. Although flute rhyme is valuable, it is for the outside world. For Chu Yang, it's just spending more time selecting materials and more effort to make it.

"Then there is no need. Just take it. If you give it to me now, I'm afraid that I will not be willing to give it to that old thing again by then." Madi said with a laugh.

"Look at what you said, Teacher Ma, as long as you use it, you can just say to me what kind of flute you lack, and you will definitely make it for you as soon as possible." Chu Yang said with a smile.

"Haha, this is what you said. You are not allowed to regret it at that time." Madi said with a smile and pointed at Chu Yang's nose.

"What a big deal. It's noon, let's have a few sips together." Chu Yang invited with a smile.

"No, the college still has classes in the afternoon. I'm not as easy as you. Let's go, wait for my phone call next week." Madi said, got up and chatted with Chu Yang for a few words, turned around and walked out of Huayin Pavilion.

"Teacher Madi?"

"Hello, Mr. Madi!"

When his figure appeared on the first floor, he was immediately seen by several flute friends who were choosing flutes. They greeted him in surprise. Madi smiled and chatted with them for a few words, and then recommended a few flutes casually. In just a while, the turnover of several thousand yuan was recorded.

Seeing this scene, Chu Yang couldn't help but sigh at the power of celebrities. The business in the store has been good during this period. It can be said that most of it is due to Madi's personal charm. Of course, the opening event also attracted a lot of popularity for Chu Yang. Now Huayin Pavilion has a turnover of more than 200,000 yuan every month. After deducting miscellaneous expenses, Jing's profit is as high as 150,000 or 60,000 yuan. As a store that mainly sells a single musical instrument, such turnover is already very exaggerated. Although Chu Yang really doesn't like this little money now, Chu Yang is still a little proud to see the Huayin Pavilion he built can achieve such results.

The phone rang suddenly, but it was from Anya.

"Hi, beauty, is there anything wrong?" Chu Yang asked with a smile after answering the phone.

"Can't you call you if you're fine?" The beauty opposite was obviously still as hot as ever.

"Have the car been checked?" Anya asked directly.

"What are you checking for a new car? It's pretty good." Chu Yang asked back strangely.

"I'm convinced you, brother, you're going to have a game tonight. Forget it, I won't tell you anymore. I'll come to find you later. Where are you?"

After getting Chu Yang's address, he hung up the phone with a "bang" sound, which was indeed a decisive personality.
Chapter completed!