My Years As a Car Dealer

Chapter 0040: Volkswagen Lavida

The cousin rarely said a witty word, and the little beauty raised her head in surprise, looking up at the successful lady model she must look up to: "Sister, do you believe I can do it?"

"Yeah." The big beauty nodded heavily, her originally icy face changed to a very admiring expression.

"So, do you agree that I won't go to school and work in your group?" The little beauty jumped up from the sofa excitedly, reached out and hugged the slender waist of the big beauty, and buried her face in her moon. Among the mountains in front of Hungary, "I knew that my sister loved me the most."

The beautiful peaks in front of Yuexiong are tall, straight and majestic. Every time she feels abnormal, she dares not touch it at will. Now the little beauty's head is buried in the ravine between the peaks, and she is shaking her head from side to side and rubbing it hard. No, it slowly became wet between the two moon retreats, and he snorted softly.

Pushing away the little beauty, the big beauty's cheeks have turned red, she turned and ran into the bathroom in the office...

In the dirty office, thousands of miles away, a big head and a small head came together, the temples were tightly pressed together, and the four eyes were staring at the computer screen.

The two heads felt dry, and the old face was also red.

These two people are the Optimus Shuangzhu, Wang Lianshan and Su Jingtian.

Now they are looking at the reward data on the computer screen, especially Jijie's live broadcast room, and the upward straight line is infinitely high, indicating that the more than half an hour of Zhang Chen and Jijie's live broadcast today, nearly A reward of 160,000 was recorded, ruthlessly crushing the poor 2,000 yuan for the second place.

"Ugh..." Su Jingtian's eyes were sore, he straightened up and let out a sigh of relief, but his eyes still refused to leave the computer screen.

160,000, Su Jingtian was both excited and regretful.

Excited to be happy to discover Zhang Chen, the cash cow,

Regret is regret. When I designed the reward props, my vision was too small. The maximum amount of reward is only 1,000 Huaxia coins. If there are tens of thousands or even 100,000 reward props, it is estimated that Zhang Chen's reward today can break through two. One hundred thousand yuan.

"Evil, Zhang Chen, this kid is really a monster!"

Su Jingtian's admiration awakened Wang Lianshan, who was addicted to handsome guys, but he pointed to an ID on the computer screen and asked, "Where is this Nicholas Irelia Otto Apocalis? No less than 300,000 Huaxia coins."

The backstage of Dirty Broadcasting can check the IP of the fans. Su Jingtian is now focused on Zhang Chen. He doesn't care who this "Nicholas Irelia Otto Apocalis" is, he only knows that as long as Zhang Chen is there There will be a second "Nicholas Irelia Otto Apokalis", a third "Nicholas Irelia Otto Apokalis", and even countless "Nicholas Irelia Otto Apokalis" Nicholas Irelia Otto Apocalypse" appears.

If you don't go crazy, you can't survive. Su Jingtian pinned all his hopes on Zhang Chen.

Su Jingtian and Wang Lianshan looked at each other and smiled. The old partners had the same mind. They could see that Zhang Chen was young, but he valued family, friendship and loyalty.

At the same time, they expressed their decision in their hearts: sign a contract with Sister Ji, tie Zhang Chen through Sister Ji, and then find an opportunity to complete the original plan.

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In the four-sea car dealership, the lively banquet was over, Zhang Chen and Manager Wang sent Sister Ji away and returned to their lazy work.

People who didn't drink alcohol at first drank too much.

Except for Zhang Chen, most of the people were drunk, and it was estimated that the work today could not be carried out.

Manager Wang and others didn't care, anyway, it was the off-season, and there were not many customers, so everyone lay together in the VIP room and fell asleep.

Zhang Chen has the ability to hangover. Although he is the target of everyone drinking, he still has no sense of drinking. On the contrary, he drank the people who were looking for him to drink.

Now Zhang Chen is standing outside the VIP room, thinking about how to take his life in the future.

"Brother Zhang, drink water." Zhang Hu came out of the VIP room with a cup of tea, and handed the disposable cup to Zhang Chen with both hands.

"Thank you brother." Zhang Chen smiled at Zhang Hu, wondering why he didn't drink it.

"I didn't drink much at all, I vomited all in the disposable cup." The honest man Zhang Hu didn't hide the slightest from Zhang Chen, and told his little secret that he wasn't drunk.

Zhang Chen smiled and patted Zhang Hu's shoulder, Zhang Hu was embarrassed, and lowered his head to explain: "I swear that I will learn from you from today, and I must keep my mouth shut and not get as drunk as before. "

"Yo, very ambitious." Zhang Chen likes self-disciplined people, which reminded him of his high school.

Zhang Chen's hometown is Nanhe Province, which is the most populous province in China.

Of course, the competition in the college entrance examination is very fierce. Even if the enrollment is expanded now, if you want to go to a good school, you still have to cross the single-plank bridge alone.

During the most intense third year of high school, Zhang Chen, who was not very smart, forced himself to get up at four o'clock every day, go to bed at twelve o'clock, and study hard for 20 hours a day.

Zhang Chen clearly remembered that the day before the exam, he slept for a whole day and one night, and after the exam, he slept for two days and two nights exaggeratedly.

Now Zhang Chen is even thinking about how good it would be to have a car dealership system in his third year of high school. With today's abnormal memory, Tsinghua University and Peking University are not a distant dream.

"Brother Zhang, the big racing studio on the fifth floor is recording the show today, let's go up and have a look?" Zhang Hu suddenly spoke, pulling Zhang Chen back to reality.

Zhang Chen gave a wry smile and would not turn back time, and asked Zhang Hu curiously what was going on with the recording of the show.

Zhang Hu looked up at the ceiling, as if his eyes could penetrate the prefabricated cement board, and introduced him to Zhang Chen.

President Xue of Sanfeng Group, Mr. Xue is a person who is extremely obsessed with cars. He founded a car official account, Da Da Racing, and he spends his own money to buy cars and dismantle them every issue, and record the program for broadcast.

The fifth floor is Teacher Xue's studio, and every Thursday every week, he will come to record the program.

Therefore, every Thursday will attract a large number of people from car dealers and OEMs, as well as ordinary people who come here to visit and study.

Of course, Mr. Xue spent his own money to buy the car, and he did not accept the recharge sponsorship from the OEM, so whenever the car was dismantled, there would always be people from the OEM or some gangsters who would make trouble, even with Teacher Xue's die-hard fans clashed, and they fought several times.

Zhang Chen had never seen what the dismantling looked like, and was very curious to see it.

The two looked back at their colleagues who were sleeping soundly in the VIP room, and simply skipped work and ran to the elevator to the fifth floor.

Zhang Hu has been paying attention to the public account of Da Daocheng. From the notice, he knew that today's Lavida of Volkswagen was dismantled.

On the road, Zhang Hu said that according to the car dismantling process of the big car, it is estimated that the appearance introduction and the road test program have been recorded. Today is the highlight, dismantling the car.

Lavida,

Volkswagen sells a terrible car!

The primary used car skills in Zhang Chen's mind instantly provided countless information, and he had a deep understanding of this model nicknamed "Deyuan Lang".

However, Zhang Chen does not have the skills for used car identification now, so he is curious about the dismantling process and still wants to take a look.

Zhang Chen and Zhang Hu were taken aback when they got out of the elevator. The corridor in front of the elevator was full of people of all shapes and sizes.

Like Zhang Hu, there is a car salesman in a white shirt and trousers.

There are t-shirts, beach shorts, casually dressed ordinary people.

Even tall foreigners with blue eyes and yellow hair.

…

Everyone's excited discussions speculated about today's dismantling situation. After all, the sales of Lavida are hot, and it is the focus of many people's attention.

"So many people?" Zhang Chen glanced roughly, and the rectangular corridor was crowded with no space for his feet. It was estimated that there were several hundred people. It seemed that Teacher Xue's show was very popular.

"That is, Mr. Xue is too honest, always telling the truth without mercy. There are many people who like him and people who hate him." Zhang Hu and Zhang Chen were talking, but they were walking around on their toes. Looking around, he seems to be looking for something.

Zhang Chen asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Zhang Hu pulled Zhang Chen against the wall, and whispered sneakily: "You don't know, to enter the studio of Dajiao, you need to buy an invitation code in the mall of Dajiao, otherwise you won't be able to enter."

"Invitation code? Can't get in?" Zhang Chen was even more curious, "Is it expensive?"

"Expensive? One dollar a dollar." Zhang Hu snorted and laughed, "It's just because it's too cheap, and there are only two limited, all these people in the corridor are looking for a way to get in."

Zhang Chen was amused by Teacher Xue's approach. One dollar for an invitation code is the same as not asking for money.

According to the popularity of the scene, it is estimated that even if it sells for a sky-high price, some people will buy it.

But in this case, it completely goes against Mr. Xue's original intention of inviting guests. Otherwise, the invitation codes will all be bought by the OEMs, or bought by rich people. How can ordinary people have a chance to enter?

"Because it was filming time, except for the two invited guests, no one else could enter. Without the invitation code, I couldn't get in at all." Zhang Hu looked at the far end of the corridor, the fire door was tightly closed, "Wait a minute. Let's sneak in while we are in the chaos."

"Sneak in? Isn't that bad?" Zhang Chen squeezed into the crowd with Zhang Hu, and walked towards the fire door with difficulty.

Suddenly, the crowd that was originally crowded suddenly became sparse. There were only two people standing in the middle of the corridor. All the people nearby were hiding far away, even with their heads lowered, they didn't dare to look at them, as if afraid of these two of.

When passing by these two people, Zhang Chen curiously turned his head and looked at them. The person on the left was in his 40s, with a short stature, and wearing a pair of golden glasses, he looked very old. City is capable.

The man on the right is very young, wearing a black vest, with tattoos on his bare arms and chest, and with a fierce face, he is not a good person at first glance.

After discovering Zhang Chen who passed by them, the tattooed man glared at Zhang Chen fiercely, with a threat in his eyes.

The chunky middle-aged man was staring at the fire door without paying any attention.

Zhang Hu pulled Zhang Chen and finally squeezed to the side of the fire door. Zhang Chen gently bumped Zhang Hu's arm with the tip of his elbow, and asked in a low voice, "Who are those two people? It's arrogant."

"I've only been here for a few months. I don't know his name. He seems to be a car dealer in the market." Zhang Hu is now thinking about how to enter the studio of Daqiang. He doesn't care about others at all, and anxiously reminds Zhang Chen, "Let's get in here in a while, don't run around when you get there, don't rummage over other people's things!"

A little time passed, the people in the corridor were anxious, and all kinds of scolding voices resounded.

Zhang Chen has been paying attention to the two weirdos, the tattooed man twisted his body from time to time, seemed very anxious, and complained in a low voice to the middle-aged man.

On the other hand, the chunky middle-aged man was expressionless and stood quietly, not taking the tattooed man's complaints to heart at all.

Later, the tattooed man was really tired of waiting, clenched his fists and walked straight to the fire door.

At this time, the middle-aged man panicked, grabbed him, and scolded the tattooed man, but what he said was like a bird's call, and Zhang Hu, who was watching the fun, stared at him, but he didn't know where they were talking. dialect.

Zhang Chen's face did not fluctuate in the slightest, but there was a turbulent wave in his heart.

Because he has the dialect skills given by the system, not only did he understand that the middle-aged man was telling the tattooed man to be honest and don't cause him trouble, but he could also be sure that the dialect spoken by the middle-aged man was what he heard in the bathroom of the Tiandi Hotel that night. , UU reading www. uukanshu.com and Zhang Chen were able to confirm that the person on Lai Wu's phone was the chubby middle-aged man in front of him.

Is he the one who wants Lai Wu to bring down the used car dealership in the world?

Zhang Chen secretly stared at the chubby middle-aged man, took out his mobile phone and took a picture of him without a trace, ready to go back to the car shop to ask Manager Wang who he was.

With a "squeak" sound, the closed fire door opened from the inside to the outside.

Five youths in orange-red overalls surrounded Xin Zhao and appeared in the doorway.

As the fire door opened outward, the thick door panel squeezed the space where Zhang Chen stood.

If it wasn't for Zhang Chen's quick reaction and pulling Zhang Hu back in time, the two would have broken their noses and fell to the ground.

They were blocked behind the door and hadn't come out of the corner.

The crowd in the corridor rushed towards the door with a bang, and the densely packed big heads and small heads scrambled to break through the staff wall and enter the studio's shooting venue.

The staff of the five studios were used to seeing similar scenes, and without waiting for Xin Zhao to make any moves or orders, they lined up side by side, blocked the doorway, and stretched out their hands to push away the person who rushed in front of them, refusing to accept it. Let anyone go there.

The two sides pushed and tore for a while, but there was still a lot of noise around the doorway, and the resentment of the crowd was even stronger, and they shouted to let them go.

"I said I don't have an invitation code, so I can't enter the studio." Zhang Hu raised an eyebrow at Zhang Chen with a proud smile, and warned him in a low voice, "Follow me, let's find a chance to sneak in."

"Bang bang bang" Xin Zhao slapped the fire door, motioning everyone to look at the words posted on it.

"Private place, please don't enter unless you have to." After someone read the words posted on the door depressedly, they finally stopped pushing forward obediently.