At the end, she was all limp and let Jiang Qi wrap her wet self in a large bath towel and carry her out.

    "Jiang Qi, you hate to die." Zhi Qi was so angry that he emphasized it again: "I'm dying of exhaustion. If you continue like this, I won't come back to live tomorrow."

    Perhaps a man's physiology is really unique, Zhiqi is almost exhausted every time he plays with him, and he can't understand how Jiang Qi can still work after a day of high-intensity work With her this and that.

    How unfair!

    "Sorry." Jiang Qi leaned over and kissed Zhi Qiyanfan's lips, and said with a low smile, "It's really not like this next time."

    Actually, he also knew that Meng Lang was very busy during this time, and he was a little afraid of the little girl - but it was easy for a young man who had just started eating meat to see her and couldn't help it.

    But as long as he endures things... there is no time to fail.

    In order to prevent Zhiqi from really ignoring him, it's better to stay calm for now.

    Jiang Qi did what he said, and in the next cohabitation time, the two of them rarely had a "clean heart and few desires" for a while.

    Summer is coming, and Lin Lan in June is basically like a big stove.

      The whole house is like a steamer.

    Most people work shirtless and shirtless, but Jiang Qi is still wearing long pants and long sleeves.

    It took a long time to finish repairing and climb out, Jiang Qi hot leaned against the car and gasped, and before he had time to take a sip of water, he saw a pair of sneakers walking under his eyelids—this pair of worthy The 'white shoes' better than black shoes can only be displayed by their bosses.

    Jiang Qi looked up and saw Zhan Yang standing in front, looking down at him.

    "Jiang Qi." The latter glanced at him up and down, and asked incomprehensibly, "Aren't you hot?"

    …

    The long-sleeved trousers in the big summer, the whole workshop can't find a second person.

    Jiang Qi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said honestly, "It's hot."

    "Then why don't you wear short sleeves?" Zhan Yang shrugged: "What you wear... I'm so afraid that you will cover up your prickly heat."

    In fact, it has been several days since Zhanyang discovered Jiang Qi's 'problem', but today is the hottest day, the temperature is going straight to 35 degrees, Jiang Qi still does not take off his clothes, he is really I don't understand.

    "Don't bother the boss." Jiang Qi leaned on the car and stood up slowly, his voice was low: "I'll just wash my face."

    Just as his hands and face were a little dirty, he nodded to Zhan Yang and walked to the bathroom at the back of the workshop.

    The multi-person public toilet is much cooler than the dry heat in the workshop. Many workers come to smoke while taking a break. At this time, there is no one, and there are only a few lingering in the quiet coolness Residual smoke smell.

    Jiang Qi turned on the faucet and poured a few handfuls of cold water on his face, only to feel that the hot cranial nerves eased slightly.

    The teenager raised his head and watched the water droplets in the mirror slowly slide from his sharp face lines, and the red blood that had just spread in his eyes also disappeared a lot.

    Jiang Qi rested against the wall for a while, then took the medicine out of his pocket and ate it casually with tap water—three times a day, he had to supervise himself, otherwise Zhizhi Su would be worried about him.

    Five minutes later, Jiang Qi walked back to the workshop to continue working.

    As soon as I got to the door, I was stopped by the manager at the front desk.

    "Hey, Xiaojiang." The factory was very busy at this time, and the manager was obviously 'hitting the back of the head', and when he saw Jiang Qi's 'technical work', he hurriedly called him Stay, and then put a tube of spray paint in his hand to him: "A guest's car has been scratched in front of him. I'm very anxious, you can deal with it."

    Jiang Qi didn't say anything, but the spray paint came down.

    The black hair on the boy's forehead was still a little wet when it came out, but it was already dry when he walked from the workshop to the front factory, which shows how hot it is.

    When the weather is hot, people tend to be restless, especially when the car is scratched.

    When Jiang Qi walked to the front with the pipe, he saw the customer who had scratched the car, a man and a woman, who were arguing with the salesman. The woman was wearing a Chanel suit and dressed like she was going to some banquet The lady's voice was sharp and piercing—

    "My car is fully insured! It's fully insured! It costs thousands of dollars a year, so why do we need to add extra money ourselves?"

    And the salesman's voice was a little helpless: "Ma'am, we know that you are all-insured, but it takes time to wait for the insurance reimbursement, and you want to have our shop paint it for you immediately. , then, then I can only pay for it myself first..."

    In the face of tricky guests, the new salesman unconsciously speaks without confidence, and his obedient appearance makes the other party even more reluctant.

    Jiang Qi knew that the quarrel would be endless.

    He stood not far away and frowned, not knowing for a while whether it was time to repair the scratched car.

      I'm used to wearing a mask, but now I don't wear it, so I'm not used to it.

    Although it has been several months, the entertainment industry and the gossip world are not short of fresh people, and Jiang Qi will not be narcissistic enough to think that someone will recognize him all the time.

    After waiting for a while, it seemed that the discussion over there was almost done, and then someone went over and asked him to spray paint.

    Jiang Qi went over with the pipe and squatted down to repair the scratched place.

    The damaged car is a white Land Rover, and the scratches are not difficult to deal with, but the rich people are more willing to care about it these days. Looking at the car logo, Jiang Qi couldn't help feeling a little ironic.

    But he has no reason to judge anything, he is a car repairer.

    "This car needs to be painted with primer, original paint, and then varnished." Yu Guang glanced at the two guests standing beside them and didn't leave, Jiang Qi reminded in a low voice: " It takes most of the day, you can sit and wait or pick it up tomorrow."

    Then he heard the woman mutter: "God, why is it so troublesome?"

    The man beside her comforted: "It's all like this with spray paint, or let's go back first, we have to take a taxi."

    "I haven't taken a taxi for many years, so I don't want it." The woman pouted and said extremely capriciously: "No, you have to wait."

     She stomped her feet, and the sound of high heels stepping on the floor tiles was harsh.

    Jiang Qi listened, shrugged indifferently, and prepared to find someone to drag the car to the workshop for processing.

    The front of the 4S shop is doing business, so naturally he can't keep repairing here.

    As soon as I stood up, the sleeves of my clothes were pulled.

    "You!" Jiang Qi turned her head in surprise, only to see that the reluctant female guest caught him just now, her eyes were full of surprise, surprise and joy Staring at Jiang Qi and shouting: "Are you Jiang Qi? Are you Jiang Qi?"

    I didn't expect that there were people who knew him in this place. Jiang Qi frowned and wanted to shake off the hand that was clutching his sleeve, but the woman held it tightly.

    "Ah ah ah ah, I can actually see Jiang Qi here!" The woman jumped and jumped, grabbing the confused man next to her and screaming together: "Oh my God, I'm so happy, Jiang Qi, I'm your fan, are you working here now? How can you work here!"

    Not only the woman's male companion, but also the salesperson on duty.

    "Ma'am, what do you want to say?" The salesman is new and is not familiar with the staff of the workshop repair shop. I only know that the person who came is an employee, but the name of 'Jiang Qi' is his As a young man, I have heard of it, but I am not familiar with it. At this moment, the salesman glanced at Jiang Qi's dark face after being stained with oil. He couldn't see his eyebrows and eyes clearly with his hat on, so he couldn't help laughing: "He's a car mechanic in our shop, how could he be Jiang Qi? Where's Qi? You've got the wrong person."

    "Impossible." The woman shook her head and said stubbornly, "He is Jiang Qi, I recognize him."

    Speaking as if he was afraid that someone would run away, his subordinates gripped more and more tightly.

    After going back and forth, Jiang Qi was finally annoyed.

    "Let go." He shook off the woman's hand and said coldly, "Don't hold me."

    He loathes the touch of all people except Zhiqi.

    Even through a layer of fabric.