Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

"Naike, you don't seem to be in good spirits. What's wrong? Did you run into trouble when you went out in a hurry yesterday?" Ge Gongdao put down the towel to wipe his face and asked with concern.

"Don't you have nightmares?" Zhuang Xuteng said, "I was constantly attacked by skeletons in my dream. When I woke up, I went back to sleep and was attacked again. I didn't sleep well at all..."

"Haha, that's it! Your ability to withstand pressure is so bad. I slept soundly, and there was only a full moon in my dream." Ge Gongdao did not doubt that he was there, so he felt relieved and said, "Wash your face. , you don’t need to drive today, let’s call a taxi!”

"That's right. If you want to pick up the car, you really don't need to drive there. Brother Dao, what car model have you ordered? Do you still want to keep it a secret now?"

"Didn't you tell me what car you ordered?"

"I don't even know what that text message is about! It's completely different from you deliberately showing off!" Zhuang Xuteng yawned before he finished speaking. He waved his hands, decided to give up the noise, and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

The two people hailed a taxi on the road. The burly Ge Gongdao occupied the back seat, while Zhuang Xuteng could only squeeze in front, side by side with the driver. He was quite tired and needed to get in the car to relax for a while, but he didn't expect to meet a particularly chatty driver. Along the way, Zhuang Xuteng didn't know what he heard. Anyway, the economy and income were not good, he felt sorry for his wife and children when he returned home, and the car rental company never brought in car body advertisements...

After getting off the car, Zhuang Xuteng yawned even more. He was rarely this tired, so much so that the mice on his body had been replaced, and the new ones were dying quickly. He estimated that this was related to the fact that the Deer Hunter device extracted a large amount of resentment from him, and he realized that the Lich Master could completely master him in the fields related to necromancy.

"It was a pleasure chatting with you!" The taxi driver did not forget to say this to Zhuang Xuteng when he left. Can it be unpleasant? Zhuang Xuteng has been absorbing the resentment emanating from him, which will certainly improve his mental state. Now Zhuang Xuteng just hopes to replenish his grievances at the car company. After all, there are many people here.

Bentu Automobile Manufacturing Co., Ltd. bought a bankrupt museum in the city center and converted it into a sales center. Today is the first day it officially opens to the public, so of course we should celebrate it. Flower baskets, balloons, ribbons, flags and beautiful hostesses standing in two rows, although these are cliché, they have long been customary and are absolutely indispensable. There was jubilant music playing from the loudspeakers, and the emcee was spouting advertising slogans.

The huge poster shows the five models launched by Bentu Motors: a high-speed sports car, an economical mobility sedan, a business van, an "urban off-road" and a luxury sedan. There are five high platforms below the poster. On the platforms are these five models, plus beautiful and handsome men posing. Zhuang Xuteng was in a bad state and thought they were noisy, so he pulled Ge Gongdao, who still wanted to take a second look, straight through the crowd to the business reception area.

"Sorry sir, all the vehicles have been sold out, and we are only accepting reservations now. Oh, it turns out that you two are the first batch of distinguished customers to make reservations. Sorry, my mistake. Of course your vehicles are ready, please follow me."

The little girl who received them had a gentle voice, good looks, and a very comfortable attitude. Zhuang Xuteng asked her about "all sold out", and she explained patiently: "Yes, our vehicles are very popular. Except for the earliest reserved vehicles in the sales center, all existing vehicles have signed contracts. Not only that, We have also received a lot of orders, and the production schedule for the next month or two is definitely full.”

"I looked at the sign outside. Today is the first day of business. Are they sold out so early?" Zhuang Xuteng deliberately got angry and said, "Isn't it because your production capacity is insufficient and you are doing hungry marketing here?"

"Really not. It is not convenient for me to disclose the specific sales quantity and order quantity, but we use the production lines of mature companies. The brands and technologies are new, but the factories and workers are quite experienced in the field of vehicle manufacturing, so there is no problem with production capacity. .Your car is over here..."

Following the little girl through the showroom and towards the warehouse, Bentu Motor Company specially arranged a photo booth in the open space and put up a "Happy New Car" banner. Some customers have already got their favorite cars and are taking photos there. However, Zhuang Xuteng noticed that there were other people gathered near the warehouse door. They were dressed in suits and leather shoes, but they all stared at those who mentioned the new car, as if they wanted to eat them.

"What do those people do? Are they your people? Are they going to get beaten up if they don't take good pictures?" Zhuang Xuteng asked.

"Those are not our employees, they are some business agents. To put it simply, they are scalpers." The little girl lowered her voice slightly and said: "Our vehicles are very popular, and they are the only ones on the market. In addition, they have just been launched. There is a lot of freshness, so there will be people who want to collect cars here and resell them at a high price.”

"Sell the car directly at the door after picking it up inside the door? How much is the price difference?" Ge Gongdao asked.

"I don't know." The little girl shook her head and quickened her pace.

It’s not that it’s not clear, it’s that I can’t say it. As a staff member of Bentu Auto Sales Department, it is obviously contradictory to help customers get the car with one hand and sell the car with the other hand. Zhuang Xuteng looked at the scalpers and thought "all sold out", and felt as if a lot of coins were falling into his pocket.

Ge Gongdao kept it secret for a long time, and it turned out that he bought a seven-seater dark blue business van. He took a test drive and came back raving about how the car felt, especially how well it started and accelerated. This new gasoline engine vehicle is much lighter than a steam locomotive and has a larger space for use. Coupled with the careful tuning of the depot, it will of course be much more comfortable.

"I didn't know you would be so tall..." the little girl said to Ge Gongdao who had been rubbing the car door: "I just asked the leader and we are willing to provide you with free cab adjustments. It only takes about half an hour, and our engineer You can then reinstall the seat to a more suitable one, giving you a better driving experience.”

"Okay, okay! Don't forget to adjust the height and angle of the steering wheel. I really like your brand."

Ge Gongdao would never mention the "fund-raising fraud" again, let alone say that he was simply deceived by the sweet female voice and bought the car because he thought the car here was particularly cheap. In fact, Zhuang Xuteng was very curious about how sweet that sweet female voice was, which could make Ge Gongdao "be fooled". Don't forget that there will be someone who tries to deceive him later. No one probably knows whether that person is dead or alive, or where he is.

After a while, three strong young men pushed a wooden box as high as one person out of the warehouse on a cart. They cautiously came to Zhuang Xuteng and said that it was his car. Opening the box, there was a black motorcycle inside, which instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.

The motorcycle is completely black and shiny, and its thick tires have the aura of a road roller. The huge main headlight and the compound eye lights surrounding it are definitely capable of turning night into day. A truck whistle is placed next to it. This is clearly a must-see. Rhythms that bombard your ears. Its handlebars stand up like antelope horns, and it seems that you have to raise your hands to grasp them. The driver must always hold his head high. Four exhaust pipes are arranged on both sides of the vehicle, slightly tilted back, like the folded wings of an eagle in a dive. The whole car looks stable and stable, giving people the feeling that it can easily overturn a four-wheeled car.

"Do you still have a motorcycle here?" Ge Gongdao yelled at the little girl for the first time, then pushed away the car that he had loved so much just now, and anxiously rushed towards the motorcycle. If Zhuang Xuteng hadn't stopped him, he would have held the motorcycle in his arms.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited. I still don't understand what's going on." Before Zhuang Xuteng asked, he had already handed over the car keys and a letter.

The letters are full of clichés, such as thanking you for your support, looking bright, congratulations on winning the prize, and looking forward to further cooperation and good luck. What really caught Zhuang Xuteng's attention was the sentence mentioned in it: "Your support to us is as important as mealworms feeding the food industry, forming our flesh and bones."

He understood, this was given to him by his elder brother Zhuang Teng. The family knew that he was a mercenary and also knew his mercenary's mobile phone number, so Zhuang Teng used this method to give him a surprise. Moreover, Zhuang Xuteng is a shareholder of the company. Only a few people know this. The phrase "composed of flesh and blood and bones" hints at this. This motorcycle is also a prototype, and there are only a few people who can make the decision to deliver it. Once the three reasons are combined, the answer is certain: it can only be Zhuang Teng.

"Oh, I remembered this. I thought it was just a joke, but I didn't expect it to be taken seriously. Thank you, this is such an unexpected surprise." Zhuang Xuteng closed the letter and said these words that seemed to convey no information at all. Stabilized everyone. "Are there any other procedures required to pick up the car?"

"I have already applied for the temporary license plate. The documents are all here. I just need to go to PCPD to register." The little girl said: "There is also an instruction manual with the car. Please be sure to read it carefully. In particular, be reminded that both vehicles use Special fuel is called gasoline. Currently, there are only four locations in Peicheng - including here - that can provide gasoline. If you register your address, we will provide the first batch of users with a one-year door-to-door service to meet your needs. Daily necessities.”

"Very thoughtful, very good." Zhuang Xuteng looked at the motorcycle, measured its size and length with his eyes, then shook his head and said, "Brother Dao, it won't fit in the car. If you like it, just ride it away!"

"I'll try it first." Ge Gongdao rubbed his hands, sat in the car, and immediately discovered the problem. He was so big that the antelope-horn handlebars were facing his chest, and he had to hunch his shoulders and bend his arms to hold them. The gesture was inelegant, a bit like a child imitating a hen flapping its wings and cooing. Moreover, this car has a low floor, so even if he sits in the back, he looks like he is squatting, which looks awkward.

"Sorry, this car cannot be modified." The little girl said: "Its overall focus is what it is now."

"Don't be sorry. Although I like this car, I like it like a toy." Ge Gongdao patted Zhuang Xuteng on the shoulder and said, "Haha, I accept the favor. I can't ride this car, so you can keep it for yourself. By the way, do you have no room in the garage?”

"It cannot be equipped with armor plates." Zhuang Xuteng lowered his voice and said: "And look at its body, it is too low. It can only run on the road, not off-road."

When he heard the word "off-road", Ge Gongdao rolled his eyes and said, "Hey, if you don't want to ride it or sell it, I have a good idea: Morgana."

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