Ms. Han’s call broke the silence in the car.

"Yiyi, why did you drive that van to Yijia Village?" Ms. Han's concern came from the other end of the phone.

Because the name "Afeigo" has been used by her to call her husband Fei Guochen, "Banban" is not very nice to call, so the nickname of Feiyi's group took the simplest word in the middle.

If Ms. Han asked this, she would definitely have seen the wonderful and graceful edit of the car skills.

This is easy to deal with!

"Breaking the same path will convince you." Fei Yiban said as he spoke, the corners of his mouth began to rise.

The complacent feeling is beyond words.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a stranger sitting next to him, his mouth would have been able to grin directly to his temples right now.

"Yiyi, that van cannot drive like this!" Ms. Han Yuxin did not follow the words of Fleet Feiyi, she was determined to persuade her son.

"Why can't it?" Fei Dache God didn't care.

"The tires of that van have been worn out without traces. Not only are they easy to slip, but they may also break out at any time." Ms. Han said earnestly, "Yiyi, that's a car that is about to be scrapped!"

"I've been driving for so long, why didn't I see a tire blowout?" Fei Yiban didn't want to continue this topic of nutrition. He only cares whether Ms. Han will fulfill her previous promise.

If you say a thousand words, you have to give in to the facts.

Fei Yi went straight to the topic: "Please recall it, before you..."

Before Ms. Han could fulfill her promise to buy a racing car, she heard two loud noises on the ground.

Bang...bang...

The pace is faster than the Chinese New Year's Day fireworks.

The van that was about to be scrapped was shocked.

The tires that were all right when drifting were blown one after another as if they were agreed.

These meanings?

Could it be that Ms. Han installed a remote blasting system on this car?

Otherwise, what is the difference between her mouth and having her light?

"Yiyi, what sound just now? Did you hit somewhere?" Ms. Han asked nervously: "Yiyi, you won't answer the phone while driving, right?"

"I didn't drive, I was parked, and my tires were so angry that you got angry." Fei Yi got off the car to check.

The first thing that comes to mind is the directly scrapped left front wheel.

Maybe it's because the tires are already very thin.

This fetus exploded with a bit of a corpse.

Fei Yi was so depressed: "Ms. Han, do you know how lethal your voice is?"

Such a supernatural incident like a tire blowout from the air must be because of the phone call made by Ms. Han, which has nothing to do with how he ravaged the car just now.

"It's fine if you don't open it, it's fine if you don't open it. Fortunately, your mother looked at the almanac when you went out." Ms. Han breathed a sigh of relief, "Yiyi, don't worry, I'll let Xiao Meng pick you up."

"What should I do with this car?" Fei Yi would not agree to such a proposal. "Isn't it over if I call a road rescue?"

He had no intention of meeting Ms. Han at this time.

Some things that you don’t see can be regarded as not happening.

If you really see it, you may be incomprehensible.

He could never resurrect the dead chicken, and he also had to help explain that it was because it had not learned to fly yet, and it was not that the god of the car was not good at driving skills.

"The car that was originally going to be scrapped, you can just ask someone to help you scrap it and sell it as scrap iron." Ms. Han didn't feel at all that it was necessary to call road rescue for a van that was about to be scrapped, across cities and provinces.

"I'm looking for someone? Who am I going to look for?" Fei Yi's rank was not interested in taking on such errands. "If you want to sell scrap iron, you can find someone to sell it yourself."

When buying and selling a racing car, Fei Dache God might be able to consider it.

How can such things as selling scrap iron be worthy of his natural superior appearance... and his noble temperament... and his title of the God of Cars.

"Okay, mom and Xiao Meng go there together." Ms. Han said, "Yi, then mom will call Xiao Meng first."

After saying that, Ms. Han hung up the phone without waiting for the answer from Fei's team.

“…”

what happened?

What did he just say?

What's the situation now?

He attracted Ms. Han in one word?

If Ms. Han comes, what is the point of all his efforts just now?

Will people from Yijia Village say that he didn't hit the chicken, or will Ms. Han believe in his unparalleled driving skills?

Only when you use a book, you will feel a little regretful when you use it, but only when you use it will be difficult to find it.

Soon, Ms. Han sent another voice message: "Yiyi, Xiao Meng helped your father out to do business, there is no way to rush over now."

Fei Yi patted his chest and let out a breath that he had survived the disaster.

That's right!

Why do the drivers in the factory do things like picking up and dropping off the factory director’s son?

He would not give more salary, nor would he please the factory manager's son.

Workers should know how to maximize their rights.

Get a salary and do something.

If you do too much, you will surrender to unscrupulous capitalists.

Fei Dache Shen typing wildly replied: [It's okay, I can find a way to go back by myself.]

Fei Yi's team had already thought about it, and after replying to the message, he would call the towing company.

Before it was scrapped, it was still a van in the factory.

Such a diligent van.

He has served the factory for almost twenty years as a "witness in factory history".

Isn’t such a “meritor” car worthy of enjoying a supercar-level trailer service when it dies?

How did this factory director’s wife be?

When the factory manager is busy making money, shouldn’t the director’s wife make the Lengbingbing factory more humane?

If he hadn't been interested in the lock factory, he would have come back long ago and taught Fei Guochen how to manage his wife.

It's time to say it soon.

There was only one last "." before the call was finished, Ms. Han's second voice came in again.

Fed Fei stopped typing frantically and clicked on the voice bar sent by Ms. Han:

"Yiyi, wait patiently. Your father and I are already on our way to Yijia Village to pick you up."

What?

Who and who are coming?

The driver is not available, the factory manager is available?

Why are factory managers idle than drivers?

How did this factory manager be?

Don’t you know that time is money and safety is life?

During working hours, as the head of the third factory, he left behind thousands of workers from the three factories and ran out.

Do you still need to make money?

Will you still pay the salary for next month?

If there is any safety accident in the factory, who will be responsible for on-site guidance?

Ahhhh!

Why are there safety accidents in the factory?

Forget it, this is not the key.

All the mistakes are all the faults of [Juanzhao].

His hand speed was only 0.01 seconds slower, and he did not finish the nickname of [Quanjiajun] before Ms. Han sent her voice.

Why did it turn into a mother and a father follow me?

If he hadn't been interested in lock factory, he would have come back long ago and taught the factory director's wife step by step how to train a qualified factory director.

As a parent, why isn’t anyone worry-free?
To be continued...