v3 Chapter 15： Racing car (1/2)
”What's wrong with my car?” Zhang Heng asked. ”In 1983, the first joint venture between SAIC and Volkswagen was Santana. It was rolled off the line by CKD. The body length was 4546 mm, the width was 1710 mm, the height was 1427 mm. 1100kg, wheelbase of 2548mm, powered by 1.6L four-cylinder engine, maximum power 87 horsepower. ”
The girl in the peaked cap was dazzled by a bunch of numbers. She didn't understand the car, but she also knew that some classic cars were also very valuable. When she heard the words, she couldn't help paying respect.
”No, this is Santana 3000. I started production in 2004.”
”......... what did you do in the 1980s?” The girl in the peaked hat had a feeling of being played, and her tone of voice became awkward.
”Just to tell you not to underestimate Santana.” Zhang Hengdao.
”Oh, tonight you can pick at least one car and buy at least ten of your broken cars, younger brother.” The cap girl sarcastically.
”Really? But it's a pity that they can't bother my Santana.” Zhang Heng's face remained unchanged.
”Well, think you're AE86?” A tattooed man in a T-shirt said on the other side.
His words caused another laugh.
When the laughter subsided a little, the young man who smoked on 911 said again, ”Well, that's the end of the joke. Then he looked at Zhang Heng and warned,” You better leave. ”
”We haven't compared.”
”We don't race with outsiders who don't know the details,” the smoking young man said indifferently. ”And we are all gambling. Do you have money?”
”How much?”
”Three thousand dollars, the winner takes all.”
”I don't have money, but I can use a car to mortgage.” Zhang Hengdao.
The young man who smoked on 911 shook his head. ”Your car is worth 30,000 yuan, at most 10,000, and this car was stolen from your house. Is it your dad or your grandpa? They wake up in the morning and find out The car is gone. Why send your mother to work? ”
His words caused another laugh.
”So, I can only win this one.” Zhang Hengdao.
”First, you can't win. Second ... like I said, you can't even pay the admission fee,” the young man at 911 bounced the ashes of his fingertips. ”Go home, this is for Hello there.”
Who knows at this point and then said, ”I can help him with the money first.”
”Ok?”
After zero, holding the girl in a peaked cap and raised her chin, ”Why, I want to see him driving his Santana and us racing. It should be very interesting. There is a collection company in my family to guarantee that he can't afford it later. ”
”Don't cause trouble, since you join our circle, you must abide by the rules I set.” The young man who smoked on 911 frowned. ”I said that we don't race with outsiders who don't know the details.”