My Master is Lin Zhengying

Facing Qian Baqian, Boss Qian said:

"Master, please get in the car!"

Say it!

Make a please gesture.

Boss Qian had a smug face, owning a car represented status.

At this moment, he turned around and said to Nan Chen and the others:

"Everyone, can I squeeze in the back of this car?

Look, who gets in the car with me? "

There can be up to four people in the back row, so it is impossible for Nan Chen and his party of five to sit in the car together.

Qingqing was very curious and puzzled at the moment.

She looked at the iron lump, how could she move?

So quietly asked Nan Chen:

"Nan Chen, this thing is not pulled by horses or cows, can you take us away?"

"Yeah, junior brother, why is this thing moving? Is someone pushing it from behind?"

Nan Chen smiled.

"No, this thing burns gasoline.

Just turn on the machine and it will move. "

Qiusheng and his aunt had been to Jinling several times, so they had certainly seen cars.

So he said:

"Don't look at this iron lump.

Not to mention the few of us, even if we are pretending to be ten, we can pull it. "

Boss Qian smiled:

"Yeah, cars are powerful.

It's just that the space is too small.

I'm so fat, as a co-pilot, a driver.

In the back row, only four can be squeezed.

So there is a person who follows my servants as a rickshaw. "

When Qiusheng and the others heard this, they all looked at me and I looked at you.

Obviously they all want to experience the feeling of riding a car.

But Nan Chen said lightly:

"Boss Qian, why don't you let me drive it!"

When Boss Qian heard this, he was surprised.

The driver next to him was even more stunned.

Being able to drive a car is not easy.

Could it be that the man in front of him is the son of some great family?

Boss Qian was also surprised and said:

"Daoist Nanchen, can you drive a car?"

Nan Chen smiled, not only did he know how to drive a car.

Even if it is a tractor, he has driven it once or twice before.

It's been a long time since I traveled, and I haven't driven a car for a long time.

Now that I see this kind of old antique, I also want to experience it.

"Yes, I will drive..."

In an instant, Qiu Shengwencai and others standing beside him were completely dumbfounded.

What kind of god is my junior brother?

This kind of Western high-end goods, cars.

He can drive it?

PS: Book friends, today's writing is not going well, so I wrote this point.

So there are only two chapters today.

Clenched fists.

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