48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng didn't wait long, and the people from the car club came back.

He also came back with a young man on 9/11, who walked toward Zhang Heng, while one hand touched his pocket, and Zhang Heng also took out a knife for the artisan.

“Misunderstanding.” The young man hastily raised one hand to show that he had no ill intentions, and then pulled his phone out of his pocket, "You won the competition, a total of 240,000 prizes, what was your bank card number? ”

“I haven't got time for my card. Do you have any cash?” Zhang Hengdao.

The young man heard the rumors. The master is the master. Does he live so well? He can't even do a bank card, but probably only such a super dust collector can practice this kind of driving technique.

In martial arts novels, there are often such descriptions, practice martial arts to a certain degree, and then upwards is the cultivation of the mood, and likewise, the true powerful driver may be the same? It's probably hard to understand if you're not there.

“You... wait. ”

Young people turned around and started collecting money, but electronic payments are now quite popular. Even if they were rich, they wouldn't bring much cash. Basically, each person's wallet contains three or five thousand yuan each for emergencies. After all, they usually swipe cards for large amounts.

So young people put together about 50,000 dollars for half a day, and from the ten bills in there, they should really do their best.

“Don't worry, I'll call the rest of you.” The young man patted himself in the chest.

“Do you guys know where you can fix cars at night?” Zhang Heng asked after accepting $50,000.

He had previously broken down the iron door of the construction site with Santana open. In an emergency situation, it was impossible for him to stop and open the door, but this also left dents on the head of the car, as well as severe wear and tear on the tires and brakes, which Zhang Heng had to deal with before he could drive home.

“There is, we have our own workshop, open outside during the day, drumming our own cars inside at night. ”

“Well, let the rest of the money go there.” Zhang Heng put away the artisan knife path.

Since the attitude of the young people who drove 9/11 was good, Zhang Heng Nature didn't mean anything to make it difficult for them. After all, strictly speaking, what happened tonight was that he was short of money and wanted to collect a penny from these rich generations, forcing them to compete with themselves, not only breaking the money, but also causing a certain psychological shadow.

But when he found out why the young man was so kind to him, he was surprised.

The group wanted to hire him as a special advisor to the Car Club to teach them how to drive. After all, according to the young man, he had never seen anyone drive Santana here in his life, and that was enough to teach everyone at the Car Club.

And this lesson is not for nothing, the car club is willing to pay Zhang Heng 20,000 yuan each time.

Unfortunately, Zhang Heng did not come here to make money. There are 240,000 enough for his subsequent activities. It makes no sense not to take away more money.

So Zhang Heng refused the young man's invitation, but the two sides still left each other a phone call.

He then completed his inspection and repair of the Santana 3000, went back to refuel, parked the car back in the garage before dawn, and returned home with a bag of money.

…………

“You're not staying up all night again... are you? ”

On Monday, in math class, Bai Qing saw someone beating Hao, while continuing to paint on paper, he couldn't help but ask.

Her voice was very low, Zhang Heng didn't hear too clearly, so she asked, "Hmm? ”

“I said... you didn't sleep again last night, okay? Do you have so many homework to copy? ”

Zhang Heng winked when he heard the words, “... Teacher He is looking at you. ”

“Eh?” Baiqing was frightened. Turning back, I definitely saw Ho Teacher teaching chemistry looking this way, her eyes filled with warning meaning, which is because Bai Qing is a study commissioner, she did not have a seizure on the spot. If she is a student with a poor academic achievement, she is estimated to have started to maintain classroom discipline.

Pak Qing shyly bowed his head and dared not say anything more. Until Teacher He returned to the board book, he stabbed Zhang Heng with a pen. “You spoke too, why didn't she read you? ”

'Cause I didn't say anything. ”Zhang Heng gave Baqing a demonstration, and his lips hardly moved when he spoke.

“ ………… ”

Paqing is speechless, some people, you said he was sleepy, he didn't know how to master the teacher's movements, you said he wasn't sleepy, he was there all the time.

However, she was caught on the spot once. She did not speak to Zhang Heng again. She was a good student until the end of the class. She finally relieved herself when she saw that Teacher He left with her book in his arms.

“Actually, you don't have to worry. She can't take any trouble from you.” Zhang Hengdao.

“Why do you say that? ”

“Because she is worried about her own family life or, to be precise, about cheating on her husband, she is exhausted and doesn't want to get into any more trouble, just want to get out of class quickly. ”

“Ha... how did you know her husband was cheating? Were you hiding under her couch last night? ”

“I don't have to hide under her sofa to see it. It's obvious. Teachers in our school usually rarely wear makeup, but today, Teacher He painted fine makeup. It usually takes at least 40 minutes to finish painting this kind of makeup, and the first section of this morning is her class. Ask her, would you sacrifice 40 minutes of sleep time to paint makeup for your class? ”

“But doesn't that mean her husband cheated on her?” Bai Qing thought about it.

“A woman, especially a middle-aged woman, who is willing to get up in the morning and paint fine makeup, if not for her work needs, usually has only two possibilities, either to meet a lover or to meet an enemy, obviously more favourable to the latter in terms of the lipstick colour she chooses, and she seems particularly impatient today, with her feet stamped several times in the morning, and her voice is loud when turning over the book, which does not look like the excitement of going to see a lover. ”

Zhang Hengton said, “And if I remember correctly, Teacher He is a very controlling person, holds the financial power of the family, is strictly in charge of the husband, checks his post every day, but sometimes pushing too tightly is not necessarily a good thing, especially in front of outsiders, she should not show off such things, will put a lot of psychological pressure on his husband, at this time he will need a weaker and less heterosexual to recall his male dignity... then tragedy happened. ”

Pa Qing heard a blush, “How do you know so much about this? ”

“Emotional disputes are a big incentive to crime, and I've studied crime, so I know a little bit about emotions.” Zhang Hengheng put the notebook on the table.