through the dark road

Strangely enough, as soon as he returned to the country, Taseres returned to his unseen appearance. He was full of curiosity about the things around him and looked around as if his eyes were too busy.

At first, Mo Bei thought that the banshee had a certain sense of identification with this place. Later he found out that the real reason was that the aroma of food wafted everywhere in the streets in China, and they were all delicious as soon as they smelled them. A taste.

The banshee already has a dog nose, but she is greedy and refuses to admit it. For her, temptation is everywhere.

He was a little doubtful. If he had told the banshee to stay here and not go back to seek revenge on Setia, he might have agreed. .

However, he also found that it was really inconvenient to travel without a car. He didn't mind driving his small battery car everywhere, and even missed that feeling a little bit. However, the Banshee did not meet the riding restrictions for children under 12 years old, and it was not suitable for children under [-] years old. Willing to stay in the space badge.

He has transferred 30% of his overseas funds to a domestic account. Although he has to pay a considerable amount of back tax, this is also the easiest way to legalize his assets.

Now that I am not short of money, I can indeed consider buying a car. Considering the lack of parking spaces in the community, I might as well find a remote single-family house. It will be more convenient to bring other people here in the future.

It happened that Xu Dong, the business manager of the smelting plant, was still out of town and would not come back in two days, so he decided to use this free time to solve two small things.

There were no high-end options in this third-tier town, but since he was willing to ride a battery-powered bicycle, he obviously had no intention of showing off, so he walked along Binhe Road and took a look. There were several large-scale restaurants scattered around this area. Car dealership.

The park opposite the business district has a winding promenade, shaded by vines, and a gentle breeze along the river, making it a good place to relax and enjoy the cool air.

No matter how heavy the traffic is on the road, there are always people here setting up tables and chairs in the shade, drinking tea, playing cards and chatting, stealing a half-day of leisure and enjoying the comfort of small town life.

However, just like the road that is constantly congested, while some people are taking a break from their busy schedule, there are always others who are struggling.

On the pedestrian street opposite the park, there was a short, fat, middle-aged man with sweat all over his head. Behind him was a Wuling van parked against the curb, with a transfer sticker on the window glass.

Seeing that he looked anxious and helpless, but in the end he was a little embarrassed to shout at the top of his voice, and just repeated to the passers-by:

"Can you take a look at the car? It's fine for transporting goods and people. The car is in very good condition..."

Many people were subconsciously on guard when they heard his foreign accent. Besides, who would happen to be in need of a van when going out for a stroll? .So no one stopped to take a look while walking back and forth.

When Mo Bei walked by, the man also said to him:

"Young man, take a look at the car. It only has [-] kilometers. There is absolutely no problem with the car's condition!"

The old man collecting parking fees was happy:

"I've been watching you here for a long time, and I realize that you are also asking nonsense, what does a young man want your van to do with his date?"

A hint of irritation flashed across the face of the middle-aged man who was being teased, but then his cell phone rang, so he immediately picked it up, said "Hey" roughly, and after listening for a few seconds, said:

"That's exactly what I was thinking! The hospital can't just watch people die inside, right?... Ah, I know, I know!"

After hanging up the phone, he saw Mo Bei looking into the car through the window, so he stepped forward and opened the door:

"The car is suitable. I take good care of driving. If you want it, I'll give you [-] yuan to drive away."

As he said this, he inserted the key and turned on the ignition, letting Mo Bei look at the dashboard.

Mo Bei looked at him and sat in the driver's seat.

The beaded cushions on the seats are a bit rough, and to be honest, they are not very comfortable. The only advantage is that they don't make me panic when the weather is hot.

Everything was normal on the dashboard, and I tried the air conditioner again. It cooled down very quickly, but I didn't see any problems.

When he used to work in a warehouse, the company also had a van like this. He usually ran back and forth between the warehouses to pull some things. It was easy to load and flexible. It was so fast and economical. It was called the national sacred vehicle for a reason. .In fact, he also felt compassion because of hearing that phone call.

If you weren't really in a hurry, you wouldn't buy a car in a place like this.

"Shall I scan you?" He took out his mobile phone and asked.

The man was stunned. It seemed that he regretted the price he had asked. After all, it had only traveled [-] kilometers. Under normal circumstances, it would not be a problem to sell it for five or six thousand more.

But he still silently opened his payment code and asked Mo Bei to scan it.

When the 2 yuan arrived, he forced a smile to Mo Bei and said:

"Thank you, little brother... That's it... I have something urgent to do right now. You drive away first and I'll add you. I'll follow you as soon as possible to complete the transfer. Don't worry, the transfer is recorded in I can't rely on you for this."

"Okay, which way are you going? Do you want me to give you a ride?" Mo Bei asked.

"No, no, no, there's a lot of traffic there. I can't get out for a long time. I'll be there in a few steps." As the man spoke, he had already transferred the money that had just arrived.

"Is there anything in the car that you want to take away?" Mo Bei reminded again.

"If you don't tell me, I really forgot about it. Just wait a minute."

The man opened the passenger door, took out a pile of scattered receipts and a few sundries from the glove box, shook out a plastic bag and put it in, and handed the driving book to Mo Bei.

He said thank you several times in succession, but there was no sign of relief on his face.

After all, selling a car is out of helplessness. Once the money reaches the hands of the hospital, people will not recover immediately. After passing this hurdle, they will still have to worry about their livelihood.

Mo Bei actually didn't know whether the price was high or low, and he didn't think much about it. He just felt that he would help if he could. He would be helpless with the rest. Everyone has their own problems that need to be faced.

The banshee sat in the passenger seat, poked the small gourd hanging on the rearview mirror with her hand, looked at the back seat, and asked:

"Is this car good?"

"Um...this...is pretty good."

Mo Bei felt a little dumbfounded. He had indeed planned to buy a car for transportation, but he never expected that he would buy a van, or a second-hand one. .

Forget it, you’ve already bought everything, let’s just drive it.

Next, go look at the house. .

He adjusted the angle of the reflector, then released the handbrake and put the car into gear, still skillfully driving the car onto the road.

The city faces a mountain to the north. A few years ago, a real estate developer developed a high-end villa area on the mountain. There was a lot of movement. Advertisements were placed everywhere, even on the buses. I don’t know whether it was because they didn’t know how to place them accurately or because they didn’t have a sense of boundaries. They made a gimmick and said it was a Feng Shui bureau, making it seem like the ancestors would be restless if they didn't get a mountain villa.

Later, because the matter of relocating the tomb was not handled well, the commotion was even greater. The reputation of the real estate developer and the image of the villa area plummeted. Those who had already bought a house became a big culprit, and they had to worry about other people's ancestors coming to their door. . .

Subsequent development projects have long been stopped, but the villas that have been built are still being sold. The prices have dropped again and again, but this has offended the few owners of the villa areas. They simply started selling them at low prices and stopped losses in time. As a result, The scene in the villa area is becoming increasingly depressed.

This is exactly what Mo Bei wants. If you buy one that has been renovated, you can move in directly and it will be clean.

As for those rumors, he didn't pay attention at all. He even wanted to see if there was really any strange power and chaos in this world. . (End of chapter)