When Ning Xin heard this, he hung up the phone in frustration.
As a man, Lin Yi certainly wouldn't just ignore it. There was no point in going to the company anyway, so he might as well go and see what the situation was.
Having said that, Lin Yi rode his bicycle and headed straight for the road ahead.
Qianjin Road is not too far from here, only three streets away.
Twenty minutes later, Lin Yi arrived at the scene.
It was rush hour in the morning, and a white Bentley stopped at the intersection. There were several traffic policemen around, holding walkie-talkies and trying to communicate something.
Because Ning Xin's car broke down on the road, the cars behind him were also stuck in traffic.
The drivers were originally full of resentment, and when they saw the owner of the car, they were about to curse him to vent their anger.
Who would have thought that when I saw the woman in a casual white gauze dress, with black hair like ink, holding the straps of her bag with both hands, standing at the intersection looking pitiful, I immediately felt sorry for her.
"Hello, I'm here." Lin Yi did a cool drift and stopped next to Ning Xin's car.
Ning Xin rolled her eyes at him and said nothing, but there was a sweet smile on her face.
Lin Yi bent down to take a look and realized that this original British Bentley car was indeed exquisitely and elegantly designed.
It's a pity that this type of car has good performance but poor adaptability, and is far inferior to the cars made in Japan and Germany.
One thing it is often criticized for is anchoring.
"Give me the car keys." Lin Yi stretched out his hand and said.
"What? The car won't start, what do you need the car keys for?" Ning Xin asked curiously.
"Give it to me, of course you can't start it if you're so stupid. Do you believe that I can do it?" Lin Yi continued to hook his finger.
Ning Xin got angry when he heard this. What do you mean you can't start it? I can start it.
Does it mean that the car also looks at people
"Here, let me see how you start it! Humph." Ning Xin was proud to heart. Hearing this, he crossed his arms and stared at Lin Yi without blinking, waiting for Lin Yi to make a fool of himself so that he could ridicule him with the most sarcastic words at the first opportunity.
"Be careful, my car is very expensive."
"Tsk, it's just four million, that's nothing. I used to drive a customized golden Maserati." Lin Yi said disdainfully.
"Just brag." Ning Xin rolled his eyes.
Lin Yi entered the driver's seat and pressed the button on the front hood, and the car lifted up its hood.
Ning Xin watched nervously, afraid that Lin Yi would break it.
"What are you going to do to my car?"
"Check, what can that do?" Lin Yi asked speechlessly.
"Hmph, hey, be gentle, you're being too rough, it's really not your car, you broke it..." Ning Xin was grumbling.
Lin Yi ignored her and continued to stick his head inside, touching here and there, looking left and right, and after fiddling with all the parts around the engine, Lin Yi made a decision.
"Does this car stall as soon as it starts?"
Ning Xin thought about it and realized that it was true, so he nodded.
"You must have just filled up your gas tank today." Lin Yi said with more confidence.
Ning Xin nodded again.
"The gas station you filled up at must be one you haven't been to before."
Ning Xin looked at Lin Yi with surprise and felt a little strange. He wondered how he knew that he had filled up gas in the morning and at a gas station he had never been to.
Because I wanted to go to the bookstore to buy books today, and I was worried about the traffic, so I left home early. Who knew that the gas tank was out of gas, so I just found a gas station nearby to fill up.
The result is tragic.