In fact, he had wanted to use this thing for a long time, but he was worried that it would wake Ping An up. He didn't dare to think about how angry the person next to him would be if he really woke up the ancestor.
"What else can we do? The people inside can't get out, and we don't know when the situation will be improved."
"speed."
"Anyway, Ping'an will wake up soon." Zhao Lei knew that Ping'an was about to wake up at this time, otherwise, as a good father, he would not let go.
Oh, so that's it. Old Gong immediately breathed a sigh of relief. That's right. He knew that Zhao Lei must have thought twice before doing these things.
"Everyone leave the motorcycle. Zhao Lei still needs to improve. Don't delay our work."
Old Gong still saw no signs of loosening up. Well, just pretend you didn't hear it, right? It doesn't matter, we still have a trump card.
"If you are not a scooter, then it's fine. We won't consider your request." Humph, so many people rushed here just to see motorcycles?
Maybe there is such a possibility, but they come mostly for job opportunities.
When everyone heard this, they immediately became anxious. It was not like they had not seen motorcycles before. As long as they wanted to satisfy their eyes and came for the job opportunities, this was a big deal.
How could they not be nervous when Lao Gong had such a loud voice? A factory only had so many quotas for workers. If anyone didn't keep an eye on them, there would be fewer competitors, and the rest of them could ask for more quotas.
Soon everyone dispersed, and Wang Juan saw the muddy motorcycle, "It's so dirty."
"It rained a little outside the city yesterday, and the splashed mud landed on the motorcycle, making it dirty."
Old Gong looked at the dirty car and said, "I thought I could clean it when I got back, but..."
Old Gong went back to rest at midnight yesterday. There was nothing he could do as a group of people were waiting for a test drive and no spot was reserved for him at all because he had already been riding for two hours.
Helpless Old Gong could only go back to rest. When he came back in the morning, he was thinking about taking the opportunity to ride around for a couple of laps, but he saw the motorcycle surrounded by a crowd.
Wang Juan didn't expect that it could be so crazy. "It's crazy enough."
"That's right." Old Gong was still frightened.
Zhao Lei didn't care about all that. When he saw the space was vacant, he immediately rushed up. Lu Cong followed swiftly with tools in hand.
"What went wrong with the test drive yesterday?" Zhao Lei asked again before taking action.
Lu Cong took out a box from his pocket and reported everything one by one, "In the end, I drove it back." He mentioned his feelings.
Wang Juan was stunned and looked at Lao Gong stupidly, "Yu Cong didn't go home yesterday."
"No, I didn't rest." This is both a record and my own feeling of riding a bike, which clearly shows that I didn't rest.
Old Gong nodded, "Yes, he followed me all the time yesterday."
"Great." Wang Juan nodded. This guy has been following Zhao Lei for a long time and is a hardworking kid.
Anyone who gets Zhao Lei's praise can't be that bad.
A group of people surrounded Zhao Lei again, watching him repair the motorcycle. His movements were very skillful. "Great."
"Of course it's amazing. If it wasn't amazing, how could we make a better motorcycle?"
"I heard it's better than previous motorcycles. It's faster, more stable, and less bumpy."
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