Along the way, the convoy did not move fast, and would stop to play when it encountered a good scenic spot.
Everyone in the team, except for Zhao Yutian, seemed to be in high spirits.
On the high-speed highway, the convoy lined up in a straight line.
The McLaren at the beginning looks very arrogant, but in fact...
Qin City is 800 kilometers away from Shanghai Stock Market, less than one-eighth of the distance, and Zhao Yutian's waist is about to break. McLaren's ultra-low ground makes the sitting posture unsuitable for long-distance driving. In addition, the team occasionally enters some beautiful places on the side of the road to rest. After walking a few dirt roads, McLaren's shock absorbers are about to be damaged up.
Zhao Yutian was so distressed that his liver trembled. This McLaren 570 was his sweetheart, and it had only been bought for less than 2 weeks. How could he have suffered such torture. Those who can drive supercars for long distances are either those who are really not short of money, or those with really good waists.
At first he made up his mind to follow Chen Chuan, but now he is starting to retreat. People also have backaches, and the shock absorbers of the sports car also make overwhelmed noises.
After running for dozens of kilometers, the convoy got off the highway, Zhao Yutian pulled over and stopped, and said to Lin Yingya, the co-pilot: "I can't stand it anymore. If I run back and forth, I will be useless, and this car will also be useless. Let's go back. Bar?"
"My waist is about to be broken. If you don't tell me, I will. I'm going to rest in another car. You can drive it yourself. If you want to go back, you can go back by yourself. Qin Xiang and I , Chen Chuan and the others go to the Shanghai stock market, do you have any objection?" Lin Yingya said.
Zhao Yutian originally wanted to take Lin Yingya to Shanghai with him this time. After all, the two have not been together for long, and they haven't even reached home base yet. Zhao Yutian also has his own plan for this trip to the Shanghai stock market. , intending to take this opportunity to have further development with Lin Yingya.
But when she saw Lin Yingya actually said that she wanted him to drive back by himself, she would continue to play
Zhao Yutian felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.
"Yingya, I don't worry if you go by yourself. Let's go back together, shall we?" Zhao Yutian said.
Lin Yingya said: "Why don't you worry? Look at this mighty convoy, there are so many people. Besides, I have a good relationship with Qin Xiang. Chen Chuan will take care of me if anything happens. You go back It's okay, don't worry, I will have a good time."
"This..." Zhao Yutian had no choice but to see that Lin Yingya had already unbuckled her seat belt, bent over and lifted her legs, and planned to get out of the car.
What is this called? I planned to take my girlfriend on a self-driving tour, but I drove back halfway, and my girlfriend continued on with others.
But I can’t tell what’s wrong, who let me buy a McLaren just to be cool? If I had known that I would honestly buy a Panamera, the remaining money would be added to the house, and I could buy dozens of square meters more.
Zhao Yutian was on the side of the road, watching Lin Yingya get into Chen Chuan's Rolls-Royce Cullinan.
The motorcade continued to move forward. Seeing Cullinan's car window fall, Chen Chuan waved his hand and said, "Yutianer, go back, drive slowly on the road, don't hurt your back. Your girlfriend, don't worry, we will take care of you. "
After all, the car windows went up, and the sunshades continued to be hung.
Standing there, Zhao Yutian suddenly thought of a very important thing! It really doesn't work, this McLaren 570 is out, honestly change to a Panamera, or a Cayenne, if there is such an event next time, can't he follow it
This matter is indeed very important, and it is worth thinking about it on the way back.
Chen Chuan's team lost a McLaren, but it was not affected, and the activity area increased a lot.
In the past, we had to consider the passability of McLaren, so we didn’t go to many interesting places, but now it’s better, and the rest of the cars can pass through mountains and ridges without obstacles.
Chen Chuan and Qin Xiang were in the back row of Cullinan. Not long after they got into the car, they played a game of Glory of Kings online. They went straight to the opponent's crystal base and won heartily. Super magic four or five times.
After Lin Yingya got into the car and sat in the front passenger seat, Chen Chuan and Qin Xiang stopped calling. Chen Chuan started listening to music with headphones on, while Qin Xiang watched the small TV on the back of the seat.
Parked at a reservoir on the side of the road, everyone got out of the car and took out the picnic tools that had been prepared in advance.
Take the grill from the Mercedes-Benz big g, and take out m9 steak and other simple barbecue foods from the small refrigerator.
Chen Chuan opened a few bottles of Perrier-Jouët sparkling wine for those who did not drive.
The beauty of autumn is full of forests. Next to the reservoir scenic spot at the junction of Haiqin City and Suzhou City, there is a maple forest of ten thousand acres. Looking around, the mountains are full of red, which is refreshing and pleasing to the eye.
Among these people, there are many talented people.
Everyone was prepared when they came. They brought guitars, flute, flute and other instruments, and Qin Xiang also brought a guzheng.
Awei and the little chef named Wei Lan were in charge of the barbecue, a few girls were in charge of arranging the tableware, taking pictures and playing musical instruments for the rest. Chen Chuan sat on the grass and listened to the music of the zither.
This was the first time he saw Qin Xiang playing the guzheng. She wiped her hands on the strings, and her pink hair danced with the wind. She was sitting in front of the guzheng, with mountains and rivers behind her, a maple forest, and autumn leaves on the ground.
This gesture freezes in an instant and is reflected in people's hearts.
Every move, every smile and every frown, all carry the beauty of an ancient oriental woman.
Boom~
The zither strings are plucked, crystal clear and bright, like the natural music of gurgling water, resounding among the mountains and green waters. She hooks, picks, supports, slides, sings, and shakes with her slender light-white jade fingers, playing the artistic conception of mountains and rivers. With nimble fingers, every fiddle will make people enter a certain artistic conception.
It seems to be under the bright moon, on the top of the mountains, there is a cool breeze blowing from time to time, as if you can hear the big waves wash the sand, and there are birds flying against the wind in the sky amidst the sound of kites.
The clear sound of the flute sounded, and the sound of the quiet flute sounded, which also mixed with the euphemism of the erhu and the desolation of a musical instrument called shakuhachi.
Chen Chuan couldn't help admiring the personnel manager's vision. The recruited talents were all skilled in music. Beautiful tone, beautiful rhythm, beautiful image, beautiful posture, and beautiful artistic conception, this small orchestra in the mountains and rivers shows five kinds of natural beauty.
Standing on the bank of the mountains and rivers, enjoying the ensemble of the qin and flute of the beautiful women, the wind is peaceful and the thoughts are clear.
"I wish I could be as chic as Young Master Chen." Ah Wei grilled the steak, looking enviously at Chen Chuan standing among the beauties playing.
Xun Xue poured a glass of sparkling wine and brought it to Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan took a sip and drank it, and was blown by the autumn wind, giving birth to a kind of bitter pride, wishing to plunge into the reservoir and have a good swim.
Xun Xue poured another glass for Lin Yingya who was beside her. As for why Zhao Yutian's girlfriend was standing next to Mr. Chen, even a mere HR manager didn't dare to ask her.
"Thank you." Lin Yingya took it and took a sip.
Feng Xi, a new employee, has no special talent, can't blow or draw, and can only do simple sketches with one hand. She took the drawing board and drew this moment with a few strokes.
Someone was playing the flute, someone was playing the erhu, someone was playing the zither, and someone was squatting on a rock and playing the shakuhachi.
Not far away, a fat man was grilling meat, a skinny man was helping in the kitchen, and several girls were setting the table.
On the other side, Mr. Chen and a girl in autumn casual clothes were standing and drinking, and the HR manager was waiting beside him with a wine bottle.
A few steps away, a female knight in black leather took off her helmet, straddled the Kawasaki h2 locomotive, and watched all this.
Behind him were luxury cars of different heights, short, fat and thin.
This freehand painting, if it is said to be a training map for new recruits in the hotel, I would definitely not believe it. If it is lucky enough to be handed down to a certain century in the future, and it is excavated by people, it will definitely be regarded as a young man from a certain family leading a group of beautiful people on a trip, and it is absolutely unexpected that it is a real new employee orientation training.
It's time for lunch.
Everyone put away their instruments and gathered together. Awei began to share meals. Each person had a steak, a palm-sized grilled Argentine red shrimp, a stack of roasted lamb leg with black pepper, a box of vegetable and fruit salad, and a yogurt. On the road, everything is kept simple.
Qin Xiang was eating steak, drinking yogurt, looking at her phone, and there was a message from her mother, basically asking if Chen Chuan had a car or a house
Qin Xiang took a short video of the fleet parked on the side of the road, BMW x7, Mercedes Benz, Bentley Flying Spur, Rolls Royce Cullinan, Kawasaki h2.
Qin's mother: "Are you playing outside? I ask you what kind of car Chen Chuan has. Don't always avoid questions."
Qin Xiang: "I didn't evade it. Didn't you ask him if he has a car? These are all his."