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Chapter 310 Unreliable

Wen Miao clenched the steering wheel tightly, staring at the road ahead without turning her head: "By the way, don't forget to follow the car for two steps after getting down, and close the door for me."

Lin Er: "..."

Xie Yan: "..."

This is the first time I have seen such an unreliable driver.

Rare in the world.

After sending off Liner and Xie Yan, Wen Miao did not go to find Shen Jiayu, but drove the car back home the same way, and changed to a new car.

Shen Jiayu couldn't let Shen Jiayu know about what happened when he went out and hit a tree just now, otherwise he would think that she was a very unreliable driver, and he could just pretend nothing happened when he changed to a new car.

This time I didn't hit a tree when I went out, because the tree had been cut in half by the previous unlucky car.

Now that place is empty.

I can't hit it even if I want to.

Shun Shun drove the new car out of the community and parked at the intersection in front of West Street. Wen Miao didn't dare to drive into West Street. There were too many people on that street, and there were too many cars. There were more tricycles and battery cars. It doesn't matter if you get to the car, but if you meet someone, something big will happen.

She is a novice driver who has just got her driver's license for a few hours, so it's better not to get in there.

Wen Miao sent a message to Shen Jiayu, asking him to come here.

Within 5 minutes, the door of the passenger seat was pulled open from the outside. Shen Jiayu bent down and sat in. As soon as he entered, he smelled a strong scent of wind oil in the car.

Wen Miao was rubbing essential oils on the back of her hands.

Seeing him raising his eyebrows and looking at himself, Wen Miao explained: "Fengyoujing, refreshing, prevents fatigue driving."

Shen Jiayu: "..."

You haven't even started driving yet, so you're starting to prevent fatigue driving?
Baby, can you do it?
If not, forget it.

Shen Jiayu sighed the same as Lin Erxie Yan from his heart.

"Sit down and fasten your seat belt. When I start the car in a while, you must remember to look in the rearview mirror for me, and remind me to slow down and turn when turning—"

Wen Miao was arranging her own driving affairs in every detail, when suddenly there was a loud "bang" from the rear of the car, and even the body of the car shook. I don't know what hit it.

Shen Jiayu looked at her sideways, and Wen Miao immediately raised her hand to clarify: "It's not me, I haven't opened it yet."

"I'll go down and see."

Shen Jiayu unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. He walked around to the rear of the car and saw a delivery boy who had just helped the battery car up.

As early as when Wen Miao parked the car here, there were many onlookers gathered beside him. Seeing an accident suddenly, the crowd began to discuss: "Fuck, Pagani, top-notch Supercar, this car costs more than 2000 million, right?"

"More than that? It looks like it has been modified."

"Are all sports cars so brittle? Why does the frame crack when the battery car hits it?"

"It's not brittle. The front and rear frames of this kind of supercar are connected by titanium alloy bolts. Generally, it will be broken into two pieces after a collision. This can ensure the safety of the people in the car to the greatest extent."

"This car can't be repaired in China, right? I remember watching a science popularization on TV before, saying that a bolt of this kind of car costs more than 20."

"It's not just a matter of changing bolts. This supercar is too fast. To ensure safety, even if there is only a gap the size of a fingernail on the car body, all parts related to safety issues need to be replaced. It is estimated that This car will cost at least a million dollars to repair."

"Oh! Such a big internship label, the driver is a novice on the road?"

"Even if a novice is on the road, his car is parked there without moving, and if there is an accident, you can't blame him for being a novice driver, right?"

"That's the reason. You still have to pay. No one's money comes from the wind."

"But who is this? Does your family run a gold mine? You're new to the road, why don't you drive this car?"

"With a slight bump, half the house will be gone."

After Shen Jiayu went down, Wen Miao took out a mask from her pocket, hooked it on her face, then unbuckled her seat belt, and got out of the car. She walked around to the rear of the car and glanced at the place where the sports car was hit. .

To put it seriously, the entire frame of the sports car needs to be replaced, otherwise it will be unsafe to drive, mainly because it cannot be repaired in China, and it is very troublesome to go back and forth.

It wasn't serious, but it wasn't serious. At least it looked fine to the naked eye. It wasn't as bad as the car she drove out in the morning. If you didn't look closely, it wouldn't be obvious.

Wen Miao tugged at the thin fishbone braid next to her ear in distress.

It's not good to go out today. Just after I came out, I crashed two cars in a row.

She should have asked Xie Yan just now to see what was written in his old almanac. Is it not suitable to go out today?

Wen Miao could even imagine Wen Yan's elongated face. It wasn't because of the crash of the car, but because she was worried about her safety. Wen Yan always felt that she was driving recklessly and frizzy, which was very unsafe.

Wen Yan originally thought that she would keep her driver's license at home as a display, but she didn't expect that she would dare to drive on the road.

Wen Miao was very worried about how to explain to Wen Yan.

He's not going to confiscate her driver's license, is he?

Should, no?

The takeaway boy standing next to the sports car who had caused a catastrophe turned pale with fright. It was clearly the midsummer, but his body was sweating layer after layer, and his soaked clothes were sticky. It was very uncomfortable to stick on his back, but he didn't notice it at all,
Although he didn't know the car, he could tell from the voices of the crowd that the car was expensive.

And it is the kind of expensive with a string of zeros after the price.

Seeing the owner in the driver's seat get out of the car and come over, he was still parked at the rear of the car and looked down. Squeezed out a sentence: "Yes, I'm sorry."

Wen Miao's eyes stopped on the frame, and followed the sound to look over.

A very young face, sixteen or seventeen years old, looks like he should still be a high school student.

A little boy.

He is not tall, and he is also thin. He doesn't have a few pounds of flesh all over his body. When the wind blows, his clothes are empty.

The little boy was in a panic, standing there helplessly holding the battery car, his tanned skin couldn't stop his pale lips: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I really didn't mean it."

He spoke incoherently, with uncontrollable crying in his voice, and explained profusely with sweat: "I parked the car here just now, the wind was too strong today, and it blew the car down. I didn't mean to, I'm really sorry-"

The young boy's throat became dry, his voice was rough, and his breathing was chaotic and short. While apologizing repeatedly, he held back tears and explained.

(End of this chapter)