House Dad’s Literary Life

Wen was not angry. He glanced at the thin bamboo poles. The youngest guy immediately slammed his head and stood up and stood back.

He took out a pack of soft-skinned cigarettes from his pocket, gently pinched it, lowered his head and picked it up, then gestured to Yang Lan.

Yang Lan is not smoking, the past and the present are the same, this life is a rigorous life, and the reason for the past life is that smoking will leave a special smell for yourself, which is very unfavorable for the task.

However, this does not mean that he will not smoke. In the occasions he needs, such as now, Yang Lan will reach out and take one, and he will also take it.

In the eyes of Wen, his expression was appreciative. He patted Yang Hao’s shoulder and said, “Little brother, since you like it, why not try it? If you don’t fit, you know best, right?”

Yang Lan swallowed with him, but he was not frivolous, but he said not to be humble: "That is of course."

Yang Lan casually handed the bag of two million cash to Guo Ziyi. Guo Ziyi still didn't know what was inside. He wanted to keep up with it, but he saw the warmth of the tiger's back and the driver's waist. Then he licked his mouth and didn't dare to sit behind.

Who made him just brave enough to talk back to others?

Yang Hao took a long leg and stepped onto the driver's seat. The chassis of this car is very high. The huge tires are not ordinary car tires. The lines are deep, and even if they run on a bumpy mountain road, they can maintain a high bite force.

Sitting down in the driver's seat, Yang Lan immediately felt different!

The reason why he likes pickup trucks is because they used to drive such cars in Africa and the Middle East. They are strong and resistant to collision! But the pickup trucks of the previous life are very compact, and there are basically people who can't sit in the back seat. The black legs are very long! Even most of the backseats have been cancelled. To take a ride, go to the back seat and lie down.

But this car is different, the space in the front row is very spacious, and the rear row is not much different. Seeing that the temperature has always comfortably leaned on the back of the passenger seat, the feet stretched and stretched.

"Let's go, look at your car skills!" Wen always handed the key to Yang Lan. "Be slow to start, this car is very fierce!"

Yang Hao is unambiguous, the key is plugged in, the ignition is activated, and the car is driven out of the 4S shop. He is quite flat. But the sound of the engine that the tyrants roared has already revealed its hunger.

"You can't open it here, you drive to the left, there is a special test track in front." Wen always pointed.

When I arrived at the professional test track, Yang Lan saw the spacious and straight runway, and there was a slight fluctuation in the eyes. Without the command of the isothermal, he even hanged two files, the car roared and flew up.

One hundred yards, one hundred and fifty yards, two hundred yards...

Wen always thought that Yang Hao, who was a bit "literally and gentle", was so crazy. He couldn't help himself. His face was a bit whitish and he tied his seat belt with his hands. He also called: "Slow down, slow down!"

But Yang Lan did not stop until he got the fastest speed of the car - two hundred and twenty yards! Then at this speed, take a round and then stop.

Just now, Yang Lan had drifted directly through the corners, without slowing down, and Wen was so scared that he was too quick to sit up. But fortunately, Wen Zong has also seen the ups and downs, he wiped the sweat on his forehead, if nothing has said: "Yang brother, you are a car class?"

On the road just now, the two people met each other's names. Wen's full name is Wen Ruizhong, who is from the Northeast.

Yang Lan smiled lightly and said: "No, the field troops."

Wen’s pupils shrank slightly and whispered: “On the battlefield?”

Yang glanced at him and nodded with no ambiguity.

Wen was suddenly awe-inspiring. He asked this question very vaguely. Only when he served in the army did he know what it meant. You know, now is peacetime. What battles can you fight? Who else has been on the battlefield, except for the special forces that perform special missions?

"Why then..." Wen was very curious, but immediately realized that this question should not be asked, he quickly added, "Sorry, sorry, this is confidential."

"There is nothing." Yang Xiao smiled and said, "At the beginning, I got a boy with a background and was driven out."

Wen always stunned. He raised his thumb and smiled. "This temper, I like it!"

Of course, the theme is still a test drive, Yang Lan deliberately opened so fast, is to feel the performance of all aspects of the car.

Until now, he is very satisfied, whether it is the power of the car, the shock absorption effect when passing the ramp, the grip of the tire when drifting, the braking speed when braking the brakes, can show the performance of the car. The superiority of the above.

Of course, it is not as good as a sports car, but it is hard to get a pickup truck.

As for the degree of collision of the body, Yang Lan does not care much. The wolf is a military vehicle enterprise. It does not cut corners like Japanese cars and some domestic cars.

Besides, he bought this car and traveled in the city. It was not on the battlefield. You don't need to consider whether it can withstand the violent impact...

Back to the 4S shop, Yang Lan finally stated his position. I saw him in front of everyone, patted the front cover of the tyrant wolf and said: "It is it, Wen Zong, work hard, how much?"

"Is this bought?" Guo Ziyi and Xiaobai face grandchildren almost simultaneously exclaimed.

Xiaobai's face is even more incredible, and there is panic. He said with anger: "You must be squatting out and trying to get through the train. I don't believe how he can afford this car?"

Yang Yan glanced at the little white face and smiled faintly with Wen. "Well, I still need to bother you to give the car a brand and do the formalities. How much does it cost?"

Wen Rui smiled and said: "No problem, Xiao Wu, come over!"

I saw that he had called the next little girl who was doing finances. The two men squatted for a while before they looked up and said to Yang Lan: "There are a total of six hundred and forty thousand, I will give you a spare, 600,000."

There seems to be no discount, but the other people in the 4S shop of the Spike are all weird. They know that the price outside is actually a low price, but the one that Yang Hao opened is completely top!

Between high and low, the difference is more than 100,000! The discount that Wen Rui re-sends is too big!

"I don't believe it! You collude to lie to me!" Xiaobai face realized that something was wrong, pretending to be angry and wanting to leave.

However, the talents of the Spikes will not let him go so easily, and several people have blocked his way.

"I don't believe you really get so much money!" he said slyly.

Yang glanced at him and turned from Guo Ziyi's hand, took the duffel bag and placed it on the front cover.

In the gaze of everyone, Yang Lan opened the duffel bag, and a stack of red banknotes was revealed.

Suddenly, the audience was silent...