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Chapter 47 Everything I Want to Say Is True
The question of appellation made Fei Yiban extremely entangled.

But he also knew that all of this was his own doing.

No matter how anxious you are, it is impossible to fundamentally change all at once.

"The little brother has a question and wants to ask the young lady."

Some obsessions, as long as you let go of them, are actually no longer a problem.

"If you ask, you will know everything and say everything."

"Ms. Han said that even if I don't do anything about the white tea, the young lady can actually handle it by herself, is that so?"

"Is the topic of a group of little brothers changing in a hurry?"

"Then Miss Yiming, can you give me a correct answer?"

"I should work very hard. I don't know if I can handle it well."

"Then what is the direction of your efforts? What kind of promotion method do you plan to use?"

Fei Yiban has always been curious about everything about Yi Ming.

Even when he kept saying that Yi Ming was the opposite of his own aesthetics.

"Try the method you said before. Didn't you say that Yijia Village not only has good tea, but also a good story?"

"The method I mentioned before? You said a charity auction? Do you have the resources for this?"

"If you don't look hard, how will you know if you have it?" Yi Ming didn't give a positive answer.

But this is enough for Fei Yiban.

"Then there is a general direction, right? It's no wonder that the young lady came up with the idea of ​​customizing smart locks."

"At that time, I just said it casually, without any market research at all. It may not be so simple to implement."

"If you don't try, how will you know if it's simple or not?"

"Why does this sound familiar?"

"Miss, don't you allow people to learn and sell now?"

"Of course it's allowed, little brother can learn as he pleases."

"Again, you can either call me big brother or little brother, I don't accept little brother."

Yi Ming directly skipped this meaningless bickering, and switched the topic back to the discussion of the smart locking system.

"I don't have any idea how far smart locks need to be customized in order to be favored by the target group. Do you have any specific ideas in this regard?"

"Uh...I...Of course I do!"

When Fei Yiban said this, there was no more to say.

I don't know whether to be angry or guilty.

"Then why don't you say it and let's discuss it?"

"Now?" Fei Yiban expressed surprise at the progress of the conversation.

"Now." Yi Ming said, "Anyway, it will take a while for us to reach the water pool."

"Uh..." After a short two seconds, Fei Yiban pulled himself out of the stuck state.

Put away the unexpected expression, and said to Yi Ming: "My preliminary idea is to integrate the lock and the door together to make some three-dimensional shapes. For example, for a house like a garden, the lock can be in the shape of a flower, or it can be made Form a row of butterflies and stop on the door. Then integrate fingerprint recognition into the wings of the butterflies.

Fei Yiban did have an involuntary thought of how to customize the smart lock for a brief moment.

It's just that this idea was quickly suppressed by himself.

It's hard to say what the reason is.

Anyway, he just didn't allow himself to think deeply about this matter.

"Flowers and butterflies?" Yi Ming turned his head to look at Fei Yiban, and said, "I thought you would consider racing cars?"

"Ah? Why do you have such an idea?"

Fei Yiban was shocked.

Because he knew very well, if he didn't deliberately stop himself from thinking further.

The next thing that comes to his mind must be his beloved racing car.

The realm that is far away from his current life, even if he never forgets it, will never have an echo.

This is also why Fei Yiban dare not think unscrupulously about the matter of custom-made smart locks.

He secretly hid this thought, and hid it very deeply.

So deep that he himself is unlikely to realize it.

Fei Yiban subconsciously felt that if he took another step forward, he would fall into an endless abyss, and he didn't know how much struggle he would need to get out again.

The thoughts hidden so deeply came out of the mouth of the girl he liked without warning.

In an instant, all kinds of complicated emotions rushed into Fei Yiban's heart.

He didn't even know what kind of mood he was in.

happy, or sad.

Want to laugh, or want to cry.

Fortunately, Yi Ming is still so calm and calm.

As usual, she explained the source of her thoughts.

"When we met for the first time, you drove a van that was about to be scrapped, and it felt like a racing car. It seemed that every movement was dangerous. In fact, you obviously calculated the angle of exit and entry. Yes. You drive very professionally. You have the reaction speed of a professional racing driver."

"I'm still a long way from being a professional F1 driver." When he was really recognized, the self-proclaimed [Chief Car God of Racing Valley] learned the humility of seeking truth from facts.

"How many Formula One drivers are there in the world? There is a distance from professional F1, and those in rally races should be about the same? The main F1 has a lot to do with the performance of the car itself, right? You go The first time you drove a van, you can already see your racing skills."

Yi Ming's voice was as refreshing as ever.

Like a cup of freshly brewed tea.

It's steaming, but not aggressive.

Make the listener feel comfortable.

There is a feeling of tea fragrance lingering in the ears.

"You..." Fei Yiban hesitantly asked his inner confusion: "Why do you always lie to me?"

"Always lie to you? When?"

"At that time, in order to pursue the best route, I ran all kinds of corners and exits to frighten the co-pilot, but you didn't feel it at all. I was curious at the time and asked if you had played or Having ridden a racing car, your answer is [no]."

Fei Yiban was a little annoyed, but his tone became more serious, and he said, "This must not be the truth, right? It's like denying that the villa by the pool has anything to do with you, it's all lying to me."

"Little brother, is this going to turn over the old score?"

"Then Miss Sister, would you like to let my little brother turn it over?"

Fei Yiban is already broken.

Since he is a little brother, he must be self-willed anytime, anywhere.

Anyway, he is still young!

Wrong, that's childish nonsense, isn't it?
"You can turn it over. I have never lied to you." Yi Ming asked back: "Don't you think I have no need to lie to you at all?"

"Whether it is necessary or not is not the same thing as cheating!"

"Then why don't I explain it to you?" Yi Ming smiled brightly, perhaps with some indulgence.

"Hmm, let's explain." Fei Yiban, who took advantage of it all, acted obediently, and said, "Miss sister, if you want to explain, can you stop me?"

"The house that has been mortgaged, I said it is not mine, there should be no objection to this? To tell you the truth, I only knew that this house was mortgaged before. What is the specific situation? I said."

"That's fine, then this one counts as your passing, what about the rest?"

"The rest, the first time we met, you also asked me two questions, the first is [Have you ever played a racing car before?], and the second is [Have you ever ridden a racing car before?]."

Yi Ming even learned his tone of voice, and then continued: "These two questions, my answer is [no]. It's purely true, where is the deception?"

"I do not believe."

"Believe it or not, that's another question. You asked me later [whether you have driven a racing car or a navigator]. I remember that I not only denied it, but also told you that I may be the vestibule and semicircular canal of the inner ear. Not very sharp."

"But these are technical terms, turning in and out, and the physiological structure of perceived speed. If you don't care about this industry at all, you can't remember such unpopular and awkward content. You can remember it after reading it all. ?”

Fei Yiban raised reasonable doubts, and Yi Ming gave the correct answer: "I can remember it after reading it once."

"..."

"..."

Do you want to have a good chat?
"Okay, then even if you can remember, why did you read these contents in the first place? In this era of knowledge explosion, you can't read all the books in the world once? It's just right. , you know everything about racing?"

"All the books in the world, it must be impossible. If I have something to do with racing, can I be a half-day tour guide for a team of racing drivers?"

"Forget it! Why don't you count it?"

"It's just temporary, and I'm a foreign driver, and my English is not as good as Mr. Fei's, so I stayed up all night and made a lot of preparations. In the end, I didn't use anything?"

"Your tour guide still needs to do translation work?"

"It's not necessarily true. The racing driver originally had an interpreter, but it may have happened suddenly for a day and a half. It just happened that there was no interpreter, that's all."

"Which racing driver? F1? You tell me and I'll see if I know him."

"I didn't ask, I just knew that I was here for a test drive, and I might want to break the record of the Shanghai International Circuit or something. I wasn't going there at first, but the tour guide I arranged for suddenly fell ill and was sent to the hospital, so I rushed there temporarily. Yes, all arrangements are made through his assistant, I don't have much direct conversation with the driver himself."

"Are you a tour guide in Shanghai?"

"No, the time I went to the lock factory, didn't I tell Ms. Han that I had sold souvenirs at the Great Wall? I must have been a tour guide in BJ. I have said, and what I want to say, it must be all Really, there is no point in lying to you at all."

"Everything you want to say is true. There are still many things you don't want to say in the implication of the young lady's words, right?"

"Of course, is my little brother willing to tell people everything?" Yi Ming smiled brightly.

It was so brilliant that Fei Yiban couldn't move his eyes.

It's a real smile, right?
from inner heart.

Not perfunctory.

Not official.

What a beautiful smile!

"Little brother is definitely not willing, but if you call me little brother, you may be able to do anything." Fei Yiban made the request seriously.

"That's better as a little brother. If you don't want to say something, don't say it. Every adult should have a secret that needs to be guarded."

"What is the secret of the young lady?"

"Why? Want to know my secret, and sell it for money?"

"Is it ok? I'm really short of money recently."

"My secret is worthless. In Yijia Village, almost everyone knows it, and everyone knows it. As for me, I am a meat grinder without emotion. Whoever treats me well will be smashed all over the ground."

"Why do you say that about yourself?"

"Is there anything you can't say about the facts? If you don't believe me, you can ask anyone at will."

"I don't want it. I already know you personally. Why should I ask others? Even if I think you're lying to me, I'll tell you directly."

"If there are only one or two people who say that one person is bad, of course you don't have to believe it, but if everyone says that, there is a high probability that it is the person being said, and there is indeed a problem."

"No, if you trust a person enough, even if the whole world doubts, you will still stand by this person's side. This is a true friend."

Yi Ming smiled noncommittally: "It's as if you have been questioned by the whole world."

"I do."

"Then you are very lucky. You have a group of true friends who are willing to stand firmly by your side at such a time."

"A group of... I..."

"So, it's not a group but one, right? That's even more cherished."

"Just..." Fei Yiban had no intention of lying to Yi Ming. Although he was embarrassed, he admitted directly, "I may not have any real friends at the stage when I was questioned by everyone."

"Then you have to take it out and say it again." Yi Ming felt a little helpless.

"Then I have it now. Being questioned by everyone for a while doesn't mean being questioned for a lifetime. Moreover, even if everyone doubts me, it's not necessarily my fault. Just like you, Yi Ming, I I especially don’t like those people who accuse you behind their backs with foul language.”

"There's no need to dislike it just because someone told the truth, right?"

"How could it be the truth? It's not like you haven't heard how ugly what they said."

"If it sounds ugly, I usually automatically block it. I have done ugly things. Why can't I listen to ugly words?"

Fei Yiban didn't know what to say.

Yi Ming's indifferent attitude made him so angry that he was at a loss for words.

He's not angry at Yiming, but angry at why those people treat such a beautiful person like this.

"I can't hear it, can I?!" Fei Yiban said angrily.

"It's completely unnecessary. Didn't you hear Aunt Xiaoxia say that I called the police and arrested my own parents? You must have seen how kind they are to me, right?"

"That must be a misunderstanding!"

"Then what kind of misunderstanding will make you harden your mind and call the police to arrest your parents?"

"Hmm..." Fei Yiban actually thought about it seriously, and replied, "If I find out that they are not my real parents."

"Haha, little brother is really interesting." Yi Ming was amused.

"Why is it interesting? Where am I interesting?"

"You don't care if your parents treat you well or not, as long as you find out that it's not your own, you will call the police. Is that what you mean?"

"That's right, it's not my own. If you lie to me and say it is, don't you have to call the police?"

"Then what happened after you called the police?"

"Then I will definitely go to find my real parents!"

"Then what if they are poor?" Yi Ming laughed a little bit, the little brother's idea was really joyful.

"In my young lady's eyes, am I such a person who dislikes the poor and loves the rich?"

"I really don't know that."

"Hey, if you don't know, you can slowly understand when we start working together."

"Then what if, just in case, your parents are rich?"

"Isn't that easier? I'm a real rich second generation again. Try to be a rich third generation father again."

"You still say you don't hate the poor and love the rich?"

"It's not wrong for me to love the rich, right? My good character is only reflected in the fact that I don't dislike poverty. Isn't that enough?"

Yi Ming didn't answer, just smiled patronizingly.

"What's the matter, little sister, don't you know that your smile has the same lethality to me as a nuclear weapon?"

(End of this chapter)