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Wu Liang walked out of Lin Guoqiang's office and didn't go straight back to his office. Instead, he held a cigarette in his mouth and walked out of the Changhang Building. Although he had just beaten Lin Guoqiang up, his mood was still depressed, so he decided to go out and relax.

On the way to the parking lot, Wu Liang gave Ai Jia a call.

"Hello, Little Ai. Before getting off work in the afternoon, arrange a set of our monthly reports to send to Fatty Lin. Remember, don't let him catch you red-handed!" Wu Liang said seriously.

"Alright, CEO Wu!" Ai Jia was silent for a moment. "CEO Wu, I heard you made Fatty Lin …" Boss Lin called? "

"I didn't hear it, it's the truth!" Wu Liang was a little proud, "Alright, you don't have to worry about that. I'm just going out to relax. Help me get a leave of absence today. Please take care of the department for me."

With that, Wu Liang hung up the phone and walked to the parking lot. Wu Liang subconsciously reached into his pocket to take out the keys to the CC car. However, after touching all of them, he suddenly realized that the keys had been handed in.

"Fuck, fuck, how can I go out and relax without a car!" Wu Liang spat in annoyance and wandered around the parking lot. Suddenly, his eyes lit up as he saw a shabby motorcycle in the corner — — Jialing 125.

He had just entered the company and spent 800 yuan to buy it from the black market. Although it was a second-hand car, the performance of this motorcycle was quite good.

"Enough, I'll take him. Haha, old friend, I'm going to ride on your back and pick up girls again!" Wu Liang grinned and walked towards the motorcycle. This motorcycle had a deep relationship with him, he was riding on it to run business, he had never met a customer that was on fire, but his performance was getting better and better, the company, in order to motivate him, had assigned him a Volkswagen CC, and this Jialing 125 was also parked silently in the corner of the parking lot with the arrival of the Volkswagen CC.

When Wu Liang walked into the motorcycle, he couldn't help but feel sad when he saw the tattered motorcycle. This motorcycle had been used for almost two years and had been left in the parking lot under the sun and wind. It had already rusted, the two wheels had weathered and cracked.

After dusting off the dust on the motorcycle, Wu Liang suddenly found that the keys to the motorcycle were missing.

"Oh right, I seem to remember that I deposited a key in the parking lot's security room. It should have been able to be found!" Wu Liang thought for a while and went to the security room in the parking lot.

Sure enough, an old security guard in his fifties from the security room was very dutiful and quickly found the new car keys.

Wu Liang tried to fire the motorcycle, but found it was still working, so he pushed the motorcycle to a car repair stall not far away from the Zhengchang Building. He spent more than 100 yuan to change the chain and repair the tires.

The repairman had to busy himself for nearly an hour before he managed to bring the motorcycle back to life. Wu Liang got on the bike confidently. He looked at the gas meter and found that it was out of gas.

Slowly riding the motorcycle and feeling the strong drive of this old friend, it was as if he had returned to three years ago when he was riding it all over the streets visiting clients.

When they arrived at the gas station, Wu Liang had just parked his motorcycle. Just as he was about to open the lid of the gas station, the young master had already taken off the gas rifle.

"How much?" the young master asked.

"Just fill it!" Wu Liang lit up a cigarette and glanced at the eye-catching "Forbidden Fire" sign on the distant oil pump. He ignored it, causing the little master with the oil gun to helplessly shake his head.

Just as he was about to insert the gun into the fuel tank, he suddenly heard a burst of engine noise. He couldn't help but turn his head and saw a red Porsche 911 coming in with a beautiful drift, coming in from outside the gas station. It then stopped in between the motorcycle and the oil gun, completely cutting off the gas.

Wu Liang and the master were so scared that they both jumped up and down. F * ck, isn't this Porsche is too arrogant?

Wu Liang was just about to get angry when his eyes flashed and he saw a tall, charming, pure, and reserved beauty jumping out of the Porsche. She was wearing a low-cut skirt with a round buttocks.