Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

This is all in preparation for the upcoming Grand Prix, so that the Arknights team can win the championship in the final round.

If you communicate well with Sir Chen, she probably won't force your way through.

Next, the five people in the team left separately. Feng Qingyu and Chen went together, while Lin Yuxia planned to walk around the area by herself. Ernesto also had customers coming to his store to entertain.

Chen waited for this moment for too long, and could hardly hold back his surging emotions. Feng Qingyu was finally in his hands. How should he teach this annoying woman a lesson?

"boarding."

She occupied the driver's seat and let Feng Qingyu sit in the passenger seat.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Chen, I remember now, our appointment is for the night after tomorrow. Aren't you going to the small shooting range to practice with your gun?"

"Why are you talking so much? We can practice shooting anytime, but I don't get the chance to race with you every day. I need to check my car, and you can't run away. You have to stay with me."

Feng Qingyu was in charge of Chen's favorite car, the FQY26 motorcycle. Chen wanted to drive the car out to test its performance, and Feng Qingyu couldn't refuse.

It's time to show your authority as a boss, otherwise someone will still think he has the upper hand and can just brush aside what happened just now.

It doesn't exist and it's impossible. If you don't take revenge, you're not a gentleman.

"This... isn't appropriate now, is it? The first round of the competition is the day after tomorrow. Shouldn't we conserve our strength and wait until the next round's rest period?"

Feng Qingyu's tail felt numb.

Not only did Chen not brake, he also took Feng Qingyu on a relatively unfamiliar route.

"There are two days of rest before the game and at halftime. I don't think there is any difference. You are not the main combat force, but a support in the team. Why do you need physical strength?"

"Do I still have a chance to refuse now?"

"Since you and I hurt each other just now, this grudge has been remembered. The problem that cannot be solved by taking a bath can be solved by you."

"Where do we go now?"

"Presidential Suite at the Dos Solès International Hotel. I need to check my car. My room is pretty big, you're welcome to come and play."

"..."

The car sped all the way and drove into the bustling district of Dos Sores. This place is located in the center of Dos Sores and is more luxurious than the surrounding areas.

If you can still see some modest houses on the beach, there are none here. Looking around, the residential area is full of single-family houses, with doorplates made of pure gold, fountains made of precious stones, super spacious courtyards, and private swimming pools.

These factors are basic configurations. Some houses even have helipads. Extra-large garages are no longer something to show off because every household here has one.

Feng Qingyu had seen pictures of the Dosorais International Hotel on its official website. Longmen's most luxurious hotel was slightly inferior to it. Not only in terms of floor space, but also in terms of facilities, the level of luxury was also second to it.

Mayor Candela pursues luxury to the extreme, and the hotel is just one of her many pursuits that has already been realized.

"I just want to say, my God, this hotel is more like a palace than a hotel. The construction standards here are comparable to the ancient Yan Kingdom Palace, and it may be even more beautiful."

"I can't understand this city, nor can I understand the thoughts of that woman Candela. How Wei Yanwu would associate with such a person is also an unsolved mystery."

When Chen saw this hotel for the first time, she was as shocked as Feng Qingyu is now, except that she was used to keeping a poker face and looked very calm.

Living in such a big house, I have to check all the rooms before I dare to lie down at night.

But she would sleep better tonight with one more person in the house.

Sixty-one maintenance in progress

Today is a sunny day with a gentle breeze. Chen dragged his pure black motorcycle FQY-26 into the living room of the hotel room, preparing to conduct a comprehensive inspection on it with the dark blue wrench and ten screwdrivers of different sizes that he carried with him.

The white motorcycle protective cover broke into pieces with a few "crackling" sounds.

"Mr. Chen... I just bought this."

Feng Qingyu was heartbroken.

She spent thousands of dollars to buy a new product in the mall, but now it was broken after Chen tore it apart so casually. Chen was not so rough before, at most he would open it and throw it on the ground, and then cover it again after repairing it.

This time he tore it apart directly, and every action was full of hostility and impulse. It was obvious that Chen was annoyed.

"I'll give you a new one. I'll pay you as much as the pieces are torn. It doesn't matter. I still have a lot of savings in my card. I can buy you ten or a hundred pieces."

There is nothing wrong with the motorcycle's protective cover being damaged, as long as the internal parts are intact.

"Mr. Chen, do you really want to do this?"

Feng Qingyu tried to make a final desperate struggle. This poor motorcycle had just been transported from Rhodes Island and was about to continue running non-stop. The driver Chen looked like he didn't want to cherish it, which frightened her.

"Sir Chen, do you think I still have a chance?"

Although Chen did not refuse directly, he blocked his retreat in the next second.

"I haven't ridden this bike for a long time. I have so much free time now, so shouldn't I try out its performance? I gave you a chance but you didn't cherish it. I told you not to tease me. Now you are asking for death. You have to finish it even if you have to kneel down. You know the truth."

At this point, Feng Qingyu could not disobey the orders of her immediate superior unless she resigned from the Guard Bureau.

"Okay, turn the front of the car around. I'm going to check it from the back. I heard that you people in Rhodes Island don't take good care of my car. It's often covered with stains, and it's often overloaded, causing it to stop working..."

Chen himself was reluctant to use the car like this and usually took good care of it. Why did he mess it up once it was in the hands of the guys from Rhode Island?

"I'm sorry... I don't manage it well. There are people who use it gently, such as Xi, but she just likes to doodle on it with a brush. Of course, I will wash it off after every doodle."

The car has just been washed and there is no stain or dust. After a period of rest, its performance has also improved. I hope the inspection process will go smoothly.

Following Chen's order, Feng Qingyu turned the front of the motorcycle to face the floor-to-ceiling window.

"By the way, Mr. Chen, aren't you going to draw the curtains? It's so sunny outside, I feel dizzy."

In fact, she didn't want to give outsiders the opportunity to see the maintenance work process inside the house. In short, she didn't want to.

"Don't worry, the glass here has been specially designed. People inside can see outside clearly, but people outside can see inside in a blur. There is also a promotional video here."

The hotel provides guests with free access to mobile devices that contain a promotional video of the hotel, including a short segment that includes glass.

The slogan is that there is no need to worry about privacy exposure. Dos Solès International Hotel will protect your privacy and security, so that you can feel at ease no matter what you do.

This slogan...

"Mr. Chen, you are very bold. I have never seen you like this before."

"People must always make progress and dare to try. Hold on tight, don't fall down."

"Yes, sir..."

Feng Qingyu reluctantly cooperated with Chen in the inspection. She wanted to lie down and rest, but Chen told her to stand and work, and to steady herself with both hands, because the boss's orders could not be refused.

The maintenance work officially began. Chen first put on the maintenance clothes that everyone liked, took out the dark blue wrench he carried with him from his work clothes, tightened one of the screws, and then began to thoroughly check the internal parts of the locomotive.

This wrench is a universal wrench that can not only unscrew screws, but also be used to troubleshoot internal parts of a locomotive.

When Chen put the wrench into the car body, his hand felt some engine oil.

"The tank is leaking."

Based on her usual maintenance schedule, it would take at least ten minutes before she would touch the oil in the tank. This time, Feng Qingyu seemed to have filled it too full, which caused this step to be brought forward.

"Don't fill up so full next time. I'll use my own gas gun to fill it up for you myself."

"How dare you say that..."

Feng Qingyu clearly remembered that the person who refueled the car was not him but Chen. The latter had selective amnesia and forgot what he had done today.

"Don't make any noise, I'm checking."

Chen held the handlebars and leaned forward, and Feng Qingyu immediately shut up.

In the next half hour, Chen repeated the inspection actions dozens of times to confirm that the car was still the same car and there were no major problems. It became better after careful debugging, modification, development and use by everyone in Rhodes Island, and the riding experience was excellent.

"Listen to the sound of the motor. It's so pleasant."

"Mr. Chen, as long as you are happy, by the way, if it is convenient, can you also check the control lever of the tail wing? We have checked other places, so we can't let this one go, right?"

Feng Qingyu pulled the car's hand to the black joystick. Although she could check it herself, the concept of checking by herself and checking with others was completely different, and others would definitely be more meticulous.

"How greedy. Do you want me to help you check the keyhole of the trunk later?"

"Mr. Chen, if you are willing, I would be happy to do so. Thank you very much."

"Okay, I'll satisfy your request, but don't even think about running away tonight."

Chen first inspected the black lever on the motorcycle's tail wing, which was smooth to operate without any jamming. The keyhole on the rear trunk was a bit dry, so he needed to take out some excess oil from the fuel tank to smooth out the internal structure.

Finally, Chen dipped the key in some engine oil and put it into the trunk lock, and Feng Qingyu felt extremely satisfied. She just liked Chen helping her to inspect the trunk, and secondly, the internal structure of the car.

Although Gavial knew a little bit about it, she was always too rough and almost destroyed the entire trunk. The same was true for Anaconda.

Xingxiong is very gentle when she is doing inspections because she is a car lover.

Chen's maintenance process was gentle and skillful. It was a pleasure to watch her, let alone to participate in it personally. Less than an hour after the maintenance, Chen's hands, body, and the ground under her feet were all covered with oil leaking from the car.

When your feet step on the oil stains, they feel sticky.

"Tsk... My hands are covered in grease. You added too much."

There are so many on the ground, not to mention the car body.

Chen reached out and found that the tissue box was empty. Oily paper balls were scattered all over the floor, and the trash can was full, with no extra space.

Hope the hotel staff won't be mad.

Sixty-two fuel tank "failure"

More than an hour had passed since the start of the inspection, and Feng Qingyu gradually felt that he was unable to do it. On the contrary, Chen was in good physical condition and had not complained of being tired for such a long time.

"Mr. Chen... Look at my feet, they are shaking. Look at my skin, it is sweating. And this circular muscle is sweating... All of this is telling me one thing, you need to let me stop working and rest."

Not only does he take me to inspect the motorcycle, but he also takes so long to do it. After the inspection, I have to ride the motorcycle to test its performance. Doesn't that take until the evening?

It's already afternoon, and it will be evening in an hour. I feel a little hungry.

"Mr. Chen, I am a human being, not a perpetual motion machine. I need to eat."

"Shh, don't make any noise."

Chen Zheng was in high spirits and didn't listen to what she said. He just focused on testing the car without any thought of taking a break.

Once a motorcyclist gets into the mood, he or she will never stop unless they are exhausted. Riding your beloved bike on the road, letting the cool mountain breeze blow across your face and hair, this feeling is simply too great.

Feng Qingyu was forced to test drive the car with her, and felt dizzy, weak all over, with trembling legs and sweat all over.

Chen's motorcycle driving skills have always been good, although there is still a certain gap compared to Xingxiong and Mrs. Wenyue. Happy things will also become tiring if they continue for too long. This is the so-called marginal diminishing effect.

She has now reached her saturation point with the need to speed on the motorcycle on the road, and now there is only one thing in her mind, which is to rest.

"Can I have some water, please?"

Such a humble request was finally granted. Chen rode his motorcycle to the refrigerator, opened the ordinary freezer layer on top, and took out two bottles of Dossolez mountain spring water provided by the hotel, one for each person.

Maintaining vehicles and riding a motorcycle are both very physically demanding activities, and the little bit of water in Feng Qingyu's body had long evaporated.

“Gululululu——”

The moment the cold water poured into my dry throat, my whole body felt refreshed. When I looked again, most of the water in the bottle had disappeared, leaving only a few sips.

It's really annoying to test drive in this hot summer. Even with air conditioning I can't stop sweating.

"Mr. Chen, why don't you...save some energy for the game the day after tomorrow?"

"You've said this dozens of times. I'm in good physical condition, so don't think about leaving tonight. I'll order room service for dinner, and have someone bring it to the door later. Just stay with me until I'm tired."

Chen held Feng Qingyu's waist and continued to test drive.

"Are you the devil?"

"I'm your devil boss, why not?"

Chen tightly gripped the two round handlebars and sped up the speed. The motorcycle's fuel tank seemed to be unable to withstand such high-intensity riding, making a few strange noises, and then a large amount of oil gushed out from the crack in the fuel tank, destroying the beautiful original wood floor.

The oil splashed over a large area, and Chen's tail was not spared.

"This... Feng Qingyu, you are very powerful."

Feng Qingyu responded to Chen's praise with a wry smile.

"Thank you for the compliment. I hope you can clean up by yourself later, Mr. Chen. I don't have any extra energy anymore."

"No problem. I won't force you to clean today. Wait until I run a few more laps and have fun a hundred times."

Then followed several more "inhumane" hours.

At seven o'clock, Feng Qingyu fell asleep on the sofa, exhausted and unconscious.