Chapter 164 164 Xie Rongfa

An Xin's eyes retracted from the roast chicken in Kaizi's hand, and then he spoke casually.

"Let me tell you, Kaizi, you have been living in the provincial capital for so many years. Have the trucks in your hand been modified?"

Kaizi flipped the roast chicken in his hand, looked at An Xin intently, and asked casually.

"Why do you think of asking these questions?"

These trucks have been in his hands for many years, and they must have been modified. These days, only imported trucks are not modified. People like them who live on the road have many cars in their hands in order to make a living.

It is assembled from the parts of the car. In other words, almost all the trucks in hand are modified.

This is a tacit secret among all truck drivers on the road. Unexpectedly, An Xin would be interested in this.

He always thought that in the truck industry, men were the natural masters. Unexpectedly, the appearance of An Xin broke his understanding of regular truck drivers. Now, this woman is actually interested in modified trucks!

Compared with Kaizi's twists and turns, Anxin naturally didn't know. She was wondering if she could find out from Kaizi a more reliable modification and repair shop? Take out her eight cars.

After that, send them all for inspection to see if the engine can be modified?

So, An Xin spoke directly.

"I just wanted to ask you if you know anyone who is familiar with car modifications? I have a friend who has a few cars. It seems that the engine has been flooded and needs to be repaired and modified."

Kaizi obviously didn't expect that Anxin wanted to find a modification master to modify his friend's car. He thought for a while and then said slowly.

"This...is true, but I don't know if you are satisfied with his craftsmanship."

Having said this, Kaizi paused for a moment and continued.

"The few trucks I have are all modified by his hands. Anyway, you also drove those cars last time when transporting goods. How do you feel about the running-in?"

When the cars in his hands first came to him, they were in dilapidated condition and were about to be scrapped. Later, he bought some parts one after another, and found some parts from the assembly master, and then he got this batch of cars.

The trucks have been transformed into what they are now. Kaizi believes that the running-in of the few cars he has is already quite good.

As long as they are not professional car builders, people who have driven his trucks will never notice that they are assembled.

"You mean those trucks in your hand were all modified by the master you mentioned?"

An Xin did not expect that the trucks in Kaizi's hands were all modified vehicles, and it seemed that the modifications were quite extensive.

In this way, this refitting master is also a talented person. He can assemble several truck parts into one truck. She has driven Kaizi's truck. Overall, she doesn't think there are many problems with it. She thought it was original.

, I didn’t expect it to be an assembled car.

Kaizi nodded without hesitation.

"That's right, the cars I have are all modified cars, produced by a master named Xie Rongfa. People on the road call him Xie Laoer."

Anxin immediately strikes while the iron is hot.

"Can I meet this Master Xie you are talking about?"

"Yes, you can, but when you go to see him, you'd better put the truck you want to modify in front of him and let him see it. He doesn't like to communicate with people, only with cars."

An Xin lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said directly.

"This should be no problem. Let's wait for me here tomorrow. I will drive the truck that needs to be modified to come to you."

Kaizi looked at her with unclear meaning and spoke coldly.

"Didn't you say that your friend's truck needs to be modified? Why did you drive his friend's car over?"

Having said this, Kaizi suddenly seemed to remember something, raised his head, stared at An Xin with sharp eyes, and said seriously

"The friend you are talking about is not your husband, right?"

Anxin: "..."

She doesn't look like someone who owns a truck.

Just like Bai Yichen's boring gourd, how did Kaizi judge that he would have many cars in his hands, and one of them was already very good.

What An Xin didn't know was that Kaizi was actually very afraid of Bai Yichen.

Having run transportation together and having so many meals together, Kaizi's impression of Bai Yichen was that he was a very down-to-earth and steady person who could do big things quietly.

We have known each other for so many days, but he didn't realize that Bai Yichen was a man who carried an iron rice bowl. The main reason was that this person's temperament was too calm and smooth, and he was fundamentally different from the people he met in daily life who were a man of iron rice bowls.

the difference.

If Anyang hadn't spilled the beans one time during dinner, no one would have known that Bai Yichen was actually a man holding an iron rice bowl.

But in Kaizi's impression, even if Bai Yichen is a job holder, he should not be a person who only knows how to work in a pure sense. This person should have been in the society, and he is the kind of person who has a good reputation.

There is a lot of secret business under this man's hands.

So Kaizi's first impression was that the friend An Xin mentioned should be his husband. It would be completely expected if this man had a batch of trucks.

Just when Kaizi was thinking about the series of stories about Bai Yichen being a secret boss, An Xin spoke directly.

"Kaizi, you guessed wrong this time. My husband actually doesn't have that many trucks. Those trucks belong to a friend of mine. However, she wants to modify these trucks and can't find a way. Please let me help him.

That’s all.”

Kaizi's eyes stayed on the roast chicken on the fire and he said lightly.

"Oh, that's it!"

An Xin sat silently by the fire, staring at Kaizi's movements. Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere suddenly became silent.

She wanted to say that these trucks were hers, but she forced herself to swallow the words. She and Kaizi had not yet reached the point of talking openly.

It is better to keep a little distance between friends, and keep their secrets to themselves. As the saying goes, you must not have the intention of harming others, and you must have the intention of guarding against others.

The roasted chicken on the fire was dripping with golden oil. Under Kaizi's stirring, both sides of the roast were golden brown. The air was filled with the unique smell of roasted chicken. Kaizi took the roasted chicken from the fire and took it from the side.

He took a dagger and a plate and began to cut the chicken down, cutting one side at a time.

"Okay, let's eat roast chicken first. You can drive the truck to my place tomorrow. We'll go over to see Master Xie together and let him see if the trucks you mentioned can be modified?"

As he spoke, he handed over a plate, which contained golden chicken, which made people very appetizing at first sight.

An Xin took it over and said something.

"Thanks!"

Kaizi put the remaining cut chicken directly to his mouth, bit it with his teeth, and slurred with his mouth full of chicken.

"Oh, we are all friends, why should we be so polite?"

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