Chapter 657 You Don’t Have to Worry

Zhang Heng didn't wait long before the group of people from the modified car club came back.

Also coming back was the young man from the 911 call. He walked toward Zhang Heng and touched his pocket with one hand, so Zhang Heng also took out his utility knife.

"Misunderstanding." Upon seeing this, the young man quickly raised a hand to show that he had no ill intentions, and then took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "You won this competition, and the total bonus is 240,000. Your bank card number how many?"

"I haven't had time to apply for a bank card yet. Do you have any cash?" Zhang Heng said.

The young man was startled when he heard this. This master is a master. He lives so casually. He doesn't even have a bank card. But probably only someone who is so detached from dust can develop such driving skills.

Isn’t it often described in martial arts novels that after practicing martial arts to a certain level, the next step is to cultivate the state of mind. In the same way, maybe a truly powerful driver is like this? Those who have not reached this level may find it difficult to understand.

"You...wait."

Young people turned around and began to look for people to raise money. However, electronic payment has become very popular now. Even if they are the second generation of rich people, they will not bring much cash with them when they go out. Basically, everyone only has three to five thousand yuan in their wallet for emergencies. After all, it is a large amount. They usually pay by credit card.

So the young people only managed to scrape together about 50,000 yuan after spending a long time. Judging from the fact that there were ten yuan worth of banknotes in it, they must have really tried their best.

"Don't worry, I'll call someone to deliver the rest." The young man said, patting his chest.

"You guys are playing with modified cars. Do you know any place where you can repair cars at night?" Zhang Heng asked after accepting the 50,000 yuan.

He had driven Santana through an iron gate at a construction site before. It was an emergency situation and it was impossible for him to stop and open the door. However, it also left dents on the front of the car, and the tires and brakes were also severely worn. Zhang Heng had to deal with it before he could drive home.

"Yes, yes, we have our own auto repair shop, which is open to the public during the day, and we work on our own cars there at night."

"Well, let someone send the remaining money there." Zhang Heng put away the utility knife and said.

Since the young man who opened 911 had a good attitude, Zhang Heng naturally had no intention of embarrassing them. After all, strictly speaking, what happened tonight was that he was short of money and wanted to make a fortune from these rich second generations. , forcing them to compete with him, not only lost money but also caused a certain psychological shadow.

But he was still a little surprised when he understood why the young man was so polite to him.

This group of people actually wanted to ask him to be the special advisor of the modified car club and teach them the skills of drag racing. After all, according to the young man, he had never seen anyone in his life who could drive Santana to this level. This level was enough for him. Everyone in the hot rod club attended the class.

And this lesson is not in vain, the modified car club is willing to pay Zhang Heng 20,000 yuan every time.

It's a pity that Zhang Heng didn't come to this dungeon to make money. The 240,000 will be enough for his future activities, and there is no point in taking more money with him.

So Zhang Heng rejected the young man's invitation, but the two parties still exchanged phone numbers.

Afterwards, he completed the inspection and repair of the Santana 3000, went to fill up the gas, parked the car back in the garage before dawn, and returned home carrying a bag of money.

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"You're not going to stay up late again...are you?"

On Monday, in math class, Bai Qing couldn't help but ask after seeing someone yawning while continuing to scribble on the paper.

Her voice was so low that Zhang Heng didn't hear her clearly, so he asked, "Huh?"

"I said...did you not sleep last night? Do you have so much homework to copy?"

Zhang Heng blinked when he heard this, "...Teacher He is looking at you."

"Eh?" Bai Qing was startled. Looking back, I saw Teacher He, who teaches chemistry, looking over here, with warning in her eyes. This is because Bai Qing is a study committee member, so she did not have an attack on the spot. If she is a student with poor academic performance, , it is estimated that she has begun to maintain classroom discipline.

Bai Qing lowered his head in shame, not daring to say anything more. It wasn't until Teacher He turned around to write on the blackboard that he poked Zhang Heng with his pen again, "You also spoke, why didn't she look at you?"

"Because I didn't move my mouth just now." Zhang Heng gave Bai Qing an example. Sure enough, his lips barely moved when he spoke.

"…………"

Bai Qing was speechless. Some people, you may say, are sleepy, but they don't know how to keep track of the teacher's movements. You may say they are not sleepy, but they keep yawning.

However, she was caught on the spot once, and she never spoke to Zhang Heng again. She just returned to being a top student. It was not until the end of get out of class, when Teacher He left with her books under her arm, that Bai Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Actually, you don't have to worry, she doesn't care about causing trouble for you." Zhang Heng said.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because she is worried about her family life, or to be precise, she is worried about her husband's cheating. Now she is exhausted and doesn't want to get into any more trouble. She just wants to finish her class and leave. "

"Ha...how did you know that her husband was cheating on her? Were you hiding under the sofa at her house last night?"

"I don't have to hide under her sofa to see it. It's obvious. Teachers in our school rarely put on makeup, but today, for the first time, Teacher He put on makeup. It's normal to wear this kind of makeup." It takes at least forty minutes to apply makeup, and the first period this morning is her class. If you were her, would you be willing to sacrifice forty minutes of sleep to do makeup for the students in your class?"

"But that doesn't mean her husband cheated on her?" Bai Qing thought for a while and asked.

"If a woman, especially a middle-aged woman, is not required to do work, there are generally only two possibilities for getting up early in the morning to put on makeup, either to meet her lover or to meet her love rival. From the lipstick color she chooses It seems that she is obviously leaning towards the latter, and she seemed particularly impatient today. She stamped her feet several times during the first class in the morning and made a loud sound when turning the pages of the book. This did not look like she was excited before going to meet her lover. "

Zhang Heng paused, "And if I remember correctly, Teacher He is a very controlling person. He has the financial power of the family and is very strict with his husband. He has to check the work every day. However, sometimes it is not necessary to push too hard." It's a good thing, especially in front of outsiders. She shouldn't show off this kind of thing. It will bring great psychological pressure to her husband. At this time, he will need a weaker and petite opposite sex to call him back. Men’s dignity…and then tragedy happened.”

Bai Qing blushed when he heard this, "How come you know so much about this kind of thing?"

"Emotional disputes are a huge inducement for crime. I have studied crime, so I know a little bit about relationships." Zhang Heng closed the notebook on the table.

Thanks to isyx01 and book friend 20170402234854818 for the reward~