The young man said, "I want to do some maintenance on my car."
When the monkey heard this, he wondered what maintenance meant.
Just as he was about to respond, Fang Fang held Monkey down and said, "Brother, I'll take care of this."
According to Monkey's concept of skin care, this business will definitely fail.
Indeed, the current car dealerships are all about repairing this and that. They don't have the maintenance experience of later generations.
Such an expensive car would need to be maintained by a professional technician.
There are people selling cars now, but their 4S maintenance shops have not opened yet.
But this is big business, why not do it?
Fang Fang said, "This is my brother's auto repair shop. You want a full car maintenance? Why don't you go to your own brand?"
The young man said, "I need to find a brand owner and then ship it back to Hong Kong. It's too troublesome. I just want to find someone nearby who knows the product and take care of it."
In fact, for motorcycles, especially those that are not driven much and are of good quality, there is nothing wrong with the vehicle itself. All you need to do is clean the pipes, wax them, and scrub them for maintenance.
Fang Fang asked Monkey to get some paper and pen and briefly asked him what he wanted to maintain.
After all, Fang Fang had been to a 4S shop to have her motorcycle serviced before, so she knew what it was like.
So I asked him a little bit.
The young man was very cooperative. Indeed, his needs were just as Fang Fang had said.
He didn't actually expect to be able to replace any parts. After all, any replacement parts had to be ordered directly from overseas.
He simply wanted a place to get his regular maintenance done.
This was the third store he had visited. The first two he had been to had no idea what he was trying to do.
Since the car was not broken, they felt there was no need to do anything else.
And they think that if the car is dirty, they can just wipe it with a wet cloth.
Fang Fang was the first one to recognize the quality of the jewelry and also knew how to maintain it. He had to take notice.
The young man said, "Hello, comrade. My name is Ye Xiao."
Fang Fang was also very generous. "My name is Fang Fang. This is my brother's auto repair shop. His name is Fang Hongan."
The monkey also came up and greeted the young man.
Ye Xiao took out the engine oil from the storage box at the back of the car and said, "This is special maintenance oil. I know you can't buy it here. I brought everything with me."
Fang Fang asked Monkey to take over, "Brother An, you take over. You will take care of it yourself when the time comes."
The monkey obediently took on the business.
At this time, the three little ones also gathered around. They had just understood that this was an expensive car, so they wanted to touch it.
Fang Fang hurriedly stopped them, fearing they would be discovered. "Three little ones, stand at attention!"
The three little ones stood up straight.
The third child said dissatisfiedly, "Mom, why can't I touch it?"
Fang Fang said, "If you touch it, your fingerprints will be left on it. And it might even scratch the paint."
They had never seen such a handsome car before, and they were indeed a little excited.
But they also listened to their mother and withdrew their hands.
It was also Ye Xiao's first time seeing triplets. He was quite friendly towards them. "Are they all your friends? How adorable."
Fang Fang nodded. "Yes, they are all mine. They will be 8 years old soon. Don't worry, I will ask Brother An to carve out a special room for your car. It will definitely not be damaged in any way."
Ye Xiao is a car lover and he really doesn't want his car to be touched by others.
Even the three cute little ones in front of me are not acceptable.
Ye Xiao gave him two hundred yuan and agreed to pick it up tomorrow.
I just wiped the car and brought various oils with me, and gave me two hundred yuan.
Fang Fang asked Monkey to issue him a receipt and took the job.
Sure enough, there was a car outside to pick up Ye Xiao.
Fang Fang stretched her head to take a look and saw that it was a Toyota.
This is not surprising. After all, if someone can drive a motorcycle worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, he can even ride in a Rolls-Royce.
I just don’t know which family this Ye Xiao in front of me belongs to?
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