My Years As a Car Dealer

Chapter 0041: Xue Feng

(The next few chapters are important foreshadowing chapters. In order to better unfold the plot, I hope readers will not scold the roast goose.)

The crowd finally quieted down, and Xin Zhao shouted at the crowd: "The filming is about to start, please come forward and verify the virtual invitation code in your phone."

"Okay, okay." The two lucky people held their phones high and squeezed out of the crowd with difficulty. Although they were tired and sweaty, they couldn't hide the excitement on their faces.

Indeed, there are still so many people waiting eagerly behind but unable to get in, the two of them should not be more comfortable.

The two men handed over their mobile phones to the staff of Daqiang. After a simple check, the staff stepped aside and let them in.

Finding the guest who purchased the invitation code, Xin Zhao waved the staff to close the door and turned to leave.

The two staff ignored the protests from everyone in the corridor and pulled the fire door to close it.

Zhang Hu took Zhang Chen's arm, and the two of them bent over and bowed their heads like thieves who were thieves, and took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the gap of the slowly closing fire door.

Xin Zhao and the rest of the staff had turned around, and the two staff in charge of closing the door were patronizing and tearing at the people who were pulling the fire door, not realizing that there were two people below who wanted to sneak in.

Seeing Zhang Hu's head sticking into the crack of the door, a sharp voice sounded in the corridor: "Mr. Zhao, I'm Chen Haojie from Jinxin Motors, can you give me a face and let me in?"

Xin Zhao and a few staff members had already walked more than two meters away from the fire door when they heard the voice behind them and stopped slowly.

Xin Zhao and the others turned around, looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of him, and recognized his identity.

"Hahaha, why is Mr. Chen free to come to our studio?"

Xin Zhao smiled lightly, walked to the fire door, patted the backs of the two staff members, and motioned them to get out of the way.

At this moment, Xin Zhao suddenly realized that there was someone with most of his body crawling through the crack of the door.

"Yo, isn't this Zhang Hu from Sihai Motors?"

When Xin Zhao discovered and exposed the trick, Zhang Hu, who was sneaking almost on the ground, smiled embarrassedly. The smile on his face was uglier than crying. He stammered and explained, "I just want to go in and have a look."

"Not today, there are important guests negotiating a contract with Teacher Xue." Xin Zhao stretched out his hand to pull Zhang Hu up and promised, "I'll invite you to play another day."

Chen Haojie was in a hurry to get angry and wanted to enter the studio, but was disturbed by Zhang Hu.

Chen Haojie was worried about Xin Zhao's face, and kept his mouth tightly closed and didn't get angry on the spot. The tattooed man behind him didn't want to. He stretched out his hand from behind Chen Haojie, grabbed Zhang Hu's collar, and pulled him outside the fire door. , thrown into the crowd.

Zhang Hu's body was like a cannonball, knocking down a group of people.

Unexpectedly, none of the more than a dozen people who fell dared to scold the tattooed man. They felt like they were unlucky. After getting up, they patted the dust on their bodies and surrounded the fire door again.

Xin Zhao immediately became angry, and his hands were crunching, and he wanted to smash the tattooed man's face in a circle, but thinking about the honored guests in the studio today, he finally endured it.

Even Xin Zhao, who was feared by his father, didn't say anything. The tattooed man was complacent. He turned around and looked around at the crowd with his head held high. His arrogant appearance seemed to be saying, he was bullying you. What can you do to the labor and capital?

Zhang Chen was standing beside the fire door. He could see clearly how Zhang Hu was pulled out by the tattooed man and fell.

I wiped, was knocked down for no reason, shouldn't it be the copy guy hitting him? At least spit him out of anger, so cowardly, what's the matter?

Zhang Chen's eyes swept across the crowd, looking at the high head of the tattooed man, the kind of arrogance that looked down on all the arrogant people, and everyone's timid appearance, Zhang Chen did not need to go back to the car and asked Manager Wang to guess, this tattooed man must be He is a tyrant in the second-hand car market. He is always full of evil and evil, and others dare not provoke him.

But the tattooed man hit Zhang Hu.

Zhang Hu is not his brother, but now he sincerely calls himself Brother Zhang, who usually causes himself the least trouble, and was beaten in front of him. It is necessary to teach the tattooed man a lesson in the past.

Zhang Hu also vaguely guessed something from the reactions of others. He hurriedly walked towards Zhang Chen and stood in front of him without a trace. He refused to let him avenge himself, and whispered, "Brother, Hello, my brother, it's a trivial matter for me to be beaten, and I must not implicate you or cause trouble for our car dealership."

Can't cause an accident to the car dealer? The simple and honest smile of the good man Manager Wang appeared in Zhang Chen's mind.

Zhang Chen stopped, but his anger was not smooth. Later, he remembered that he was a man with systematic skills. He beat the tattooed man in an unrighteous manner, and he still had a way to deal with him.

So Cheng Ran stepped on the foot of the tattooed man, and used a kind of dark energy in kung fu.

Dark Strength is an extremely high-level kung fu among the Sanda skills given by the system, and it is the means of master Yin people.

Zhang Chen has the Sanda skills given by the system, and his kung fu has long been superb.

Stepping on the foot of the tattooed man, there is no reaction now, and after more than an hour, it will definitely be swollen and painful.

Besides, Zhang Chen was only as angry as a tattooed man who bullied others, but his anger was even more vicious, and it was light to step on a few toes.

The tattooed man was proud of his patronage. He held his head high and looked arrogant. He only felt that his right foot had been stepped on. When he lowered his head, he found that there was chaos around him, and he did not realize who stepped on him.

"What's the matter, who ate the guts of a bear's heart and a leopard, and dared to break ground on the heads of labor and capital?" The tattooed man howled hysterically toward the corridor, "Who stepped on the feet of labor and capital just now, stand up for labor and capital."

The corridor was silent for a moment, no one spoke, and no one admitted that Zhang Chen was grabbed by Zhang Hu's arm from behind.

The tattooed man is used to being arrogant and domineering. He sneered and cursed in his heart, but no one admits it? Then don't blame the labor and capital for going crazy.

The tattooed man couldn't find the culprit, so he made up his mind to just find someone who took advantage of him to beat him up.

An indiscriminate straight punch hit the head of Zhang Chen who was standing behind the fire door. He had long been disliked by the handsome Zhang Chen, and just took the opportunity to attack someone.

"Looking for death." Zhang Chen didn't shy away from the tattooed man at all. He tilted his head and flashed with a cold snort. Without waiting for the tattooed man to close his fist, he grabbed his wrist with his left hand like lightning. Come over, the right fist hits the tattooed man's face with all his strength.

The tattooed man received such a punch, his body swayed twice and fell down, and he fell to his knees at Zhang Chen's feet, with his head lowered and no response.

"Fight, fight..."

The crowd in the corridor scattered around, leaving only Zhang Hu, Chen Haojie, Zhang Chen and the tattooed man kneeling on the ground.

People's terrified eyes instantly annihilated Zhang Chen, and some people even sneered at Zhang Chen, treating him as a dead person.

Sure enough, Chen Haojie found that the tattooed man was beaten, and stared at the culprit Zhang Chen's eyes with fire spewing fire, hurriedly crouched down to support the tattooed man's shoulder, and shouted nervously: "Jia Lei, Jia Lei, what's wrong with you? ,What's wrong?"

The tattooed man kneeling on the ground grunted in pain and responded to Chen Yujie.

Not being beaten to death, Chen Haojie stood up abruptly, pointed at Zhang Chen's nose, his face full of anger like a volcano erupting: "You, you..."

"What's wrong with me?" Zhang Chen raised his head and gave Chen Haojie a blank look. Everyone saw that it was the tattooed man who moved the hand first.

Chen Haojie knew that it was his son's fault, but he was used to being domineering in the used car market. How could he be a reasonable person? And being provoked by a hairy boy, I felt even more shameless, so I touched the mobile phone in my trouser pocket, ready to call someone.

"Zhang Chen, hahaha, why didn't you call my brother when you came here?" Suddenly, Xin Zhao strode out from the fire door. He reached out to Zhang Chen and Chen Haojie who were glaring at each other, and pulled Zhang Chen to him. side, hehe smiled.

"Zhang Chen?" Hearing Xin Zhao's name, the furious Chen Haojie looked at Zhang Chen in a daze.

Chen Haojie stared at Zhang Chen for a while, then turned to Xin Zhao's face, as if asking.

"My brother." Xin Zhao pulled Zhang Chen's arm tightly, and when speaking to Chen Haojie, bit the word 'brother' very hard.

The crowd waiting to watch the excitement was stunned, and no one thought that at the critical moment, Xin Zhao of Sanfeng Group would stand up for this young man.

The people in the corridor were chatting in twos and threes, guessing Zhang Chen's identity, and they couldn't understand what relationship he had with the Sanfeng Group.

Even a fool could see that Xin Zhao was protecting Zhang Chen, and Chen Haojie, who was in rage, was dumbfounded.

"I'm here to visit Mr. Clementi." Chen Haojie clasped his fists and cupped his hands at Xin Zhao, his heart was full of anger, and what he said was all hatred, "I have to leave beforehand today, so please Mr. Greetings from Mr. Mendi."

Xin Zhao smiled, and returned to Chen Haojie with a fist: "Mr. Chen, walk slowly, no gift."

Chen Haojie squatted down and stretched out his arms to hug the tattooed man's waist, then hugged him and walked away.

The crowded crowd quickly dispersed to both sides, and countless people would rather stand against the wall than block Chen Haojie's way.

"Come in with me." Xin Zhao gave Zhang Chen a wry smile and pulled him towards the fire door, "It just so happens that Teacher Xue wants to see you."

Zhang Chen turned around and waved to Zhang Hu, asking him to follow.

Zhang Hu was stunned for a moment, and after regaining his senses, he happily trotted after him.

"Didn't you say no to let people in?"

"Why can they go in? We have to go in too."

"Everyone, go there!"

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Xin Zhao's actions aroused public anger, and the crowd swarmed around them, squeezing in front of the fire door and refusing to leave.

The crowd and staff pushed and shoved each other, and as a result, the situation became more and more stalemate. The crowd broke through the staff wall like a tide, and many people ran into the studio.

"Go out, all out." Xin Zhao left Zhang Chen and Zhang Hu where they were, and directed the staff to block the crowd from entering.

He grabbed one and ran off two.

Two were blocked, and more people slipped in.

The situation got out of control, Xin Zhao frantically took out his phone and wanted to call all the people in the studio and drive them out.

"Xin Zhao, forget it, let them in."

A thick male voice came, and the noisy crowd was quiet.

Zhang Chen found a man in his thirties walking from a distance. The strange thing was that he was obviously not very old, but his hair was gray, and the whole person against the background had a taste of vicissitudes.

Next to the gray-haired man was a tall foreigner with snow-white skin and blue eyes, looking like a pure European.

Zhang Chen immediately guessed the identities of the two, and the one with gray hair must be Xue Feng.

The blue-eyed foreigner must be the Clementi that Chen Haojie said.

Xue Feng and Clementi walked over side by side, especially when Xue Feng passed Zhang Chen, he nodded to them, showing his gentleness and self-discipline.

When he got to the front of the crowd, Xue Feng waved his hand so that Xin Zhao didn't have to stop him: "The purpose of our big racing car to issue invitation codes is that we don't want too many people on the scene to affect the filming of the video. Since everyone is interested in watching, then everyone can come."

Xue Feng allowed everyone to observe the dismantling of the vehicle, and most of the people were as happy as the fools and ran over.

A small group of people were obviously looking at the foreigners~www.readwn.com~ and gathered around Clementi.

Clementi seemed to be able to understand Chinese, but he didn't talk to anyone, pouting and ignoring the people who nodded and bowed.

Zhang Chen was very curious about how sacred Clementi was and what his identity was. There were so many people who flattered him.

The crowd in Wu Ying walked towards an arch, but Zhang Chen and Zhang Hu did not leave, waiting for Xin Zhao on the spot.

Xue Feng smiled at Zhang Chen, stretched out his hand and asked, "Zhang Chen from Sihai Motors?"

"I'm Zhang Chen, hello Teacher Xue." Zhang Chen held Xue Feng's hand, "How did you recognize me?"

"Because you are more handsome than me." Xue Feng joked, "Xin Zhao praised you like a flower, saying that there is no second such handsome young man in the second-hand car market, of course I guessed at once when I saw you. Out."

"Hahaha..." Xue Feng's approachable, a few words instantly pulled the distance between the two, and there was no estrangement between everyone because of status, wealth, etc.

Xin Zhao walked over with a depressed look and apologized to Xue Feng: "Mr. Xue, this..."

"It's alright, there's nothing tricky about our show. Everyone likes to watch it, so just watch it casually."

Xue Feng greeted Zhang Chen and the others. At this time, the foreigner Clementi approached Xue Feng and whispered in Chinese, "I saw Hoffmann from the Hans Country Main Engine Factory."

"Hoffman from Hans Country?" Xue Feng obviously knew who Hoffman was, stunned for a moment, and said depressedly, "Why is he here?"

"Brother Zhang, this big-nosed foreigner speaks Chinese really slippery." Zhang Hu leaned over to Zhang Chen and laughed at Emperor Clemente, but Zhang Chen ignored him and remembered another person he saw in the corridor. a foreigner.