Xiaoshou, be good, open the door

Zhao’s mother’s food was still so delicious, but Zhao Wei’s mouth was woody and even a bit bitter. After eating, Zhao Wei stayed for a while, but he didn’t have much energy. Zhao’s mother thought he was too tired. My son urged him to go back to sleep, and he swayed back to his side.

After returning home, he didn't even turn on the lights. He sat in a corner of the balcony and smoked.

In fact, Zhao Wei hasn't smoked for a long time, and he doesn't even know why, maybe because Zhao Chenxi doesn't like it, tonight, he feels empty in his heart, and urgently needs to do something to numb his heart and mind.

The window was open on the balcony, and the cold wind of late autumn poured in, and the dense rain was also sandwiched, blowing damp and cold on the face.The cigarette in his hand seemed to burn to the end, the ash was blown away by the wind, and the last wisp of smoke was entwined in the rain and gradually disappeared. His face was wet.

Zhao Wei got up late the next day, he felt dizzy and his joints ached, but thinking about going to sign the contract with Chang Fei today, he gritted his teeth and went out wearing a burberry windbreaker.

These days, Chang Fei has been picking him up at work. Chang Fei knew that Young Master Zhao couldn't take the bus. He originally wanted to use the Buick that was idle in the company for Zhao Wei, but Pei Che stopped him with one sentence: "He can match him at any level." Car?" An angry Chang Fei gritted his teeth, but he dared not speak out. In private, he said to Zhao Wei: "Zhao Wei, someday we will go back to Beijing together and drive your 5.0-displacement Land Rover and let Pei Che have a look."

At that time, Zhao Wei Bei'er was calm: "Fei'er, you are so naive. Doesn't he just hate that we are the rich second generation? Besides, my assistant drives a Land Rover? Is the salary enough for gas? If you have time, go buy a second-hand car and find someone else. A reliable repair shop can refit it, and it will save you from bothering you back and forth."

After Zhao Wei said this, Chang Fei jumped up: "Zhao Wei, you are still modifying, and you still want to play with the car? Are you uncomfortable if you didn't play with your life?"

Zhao Wei pushed him with a smile: "Get out, curse me to death, now I want to live, my wife is completely useless, and I will not refit a new one, just like wanting to get a fc to change the chassis, shock absorption, clutch, etc. It’s enough to modify it so that it can drive mountain roads. To be honest, I really don’t feel safe driving these ordinary cars.”

"You just do it. It doesn't cost much to buy a car, and 10 yuan for refitting alone is not enough. I guess there is nothing in Qingdao that can change it for you."

Chang Fei became angry when he mentioned racing. Zhao Wei was injured and retired from the race at the peak of his racing career. This was a fatal blow to Zhao Wei. In order to pull him out of the shadows, Chang Fei Is it easy for him to be a father and a mother to drag Zhao Wei to Qingdao?But this dead boy does not open any pot and lifts any pot, so he insists on embarrassing him.Stop talking if there is no speculation, Zhao Wei never mentioned the matter of buying a car and modifying it, and he was happy to fly every day to pick him up.

Chang Fei couldn't come to pick him up today because he was going to take a taxi. He stood by the side of the road and waited for more than ten minutes, but a car didn't stop him. Zhao Wei stood in the cold rain, his nose was red from the cold, and he regretted not Bring a scarf out.

When Zhao Chenxi came out to buy breakfast, he saw Zhao Wei with his head drenched in the rain at a glance. His brown-colored hair was already half-wet and was blown out of shape by the wind. His neck was shrunk and his shoulders were slumped.

Zhao Chenxi suddenly felt sour in his heart, and without even thinking about it, he walked over with an umbrella and put it on Zhao Wei's head.