PDLP Chapter 277 The King of Gossip Gossip about the origin of Liu Junhui's 8-wheeled motorcycle and
Chapter 277 The King of Gossip Gossip about the origin of Liu Junhui's 8-wheeled motorcycle and
Zhang Jianhua said viciously, "From what I see, she didn't borrow it from anyone. She got it from some rich man, trading her body for the three-wheeled motorcycle!"
After hearing this, Lu Yuanlian became a little worried. She quickly pulled the corner of her clothes and reminded her in a low voice: "Shh, be quiet. Don't let her hear it."
Zhang Jianhua, however, looked nonchalant. He waved his hand and said, "So what if she heard it? We weren't wrong!"
Liu Junhui didn't hear clearly what the three people said, but when she saw them pointing at her, she knew that the three gossip kings were gossiping about her again.
"Brother, did you see that? Zhang Jianhua, Lü Yuanlian, and Feng Haiying are pointing fingers at me again. They must be talking behind my back again."
Just now, Zhu Xinfa was concentrating on observing Liu Junhui driving the motorcycle so that he could point out her improper driving later, so he didn't pay attention to the things around him.
After Liu Junhui said this, his gaze turned towards the three people.
Zhu Xinfa knew that these three women were gossip kings, and he was also aware that they wrote letters of complaint to falsely accuse Liu Junhui.
Moreover, these three women are the wives of Zhu Xinfa's subordinates.
"Junhui, drive past them!"
Liu Junhui understood what he meant and turned the three-wheeled motorcycle towards the three gossip kings.
When Liu Junhui drove next to the three people, she deliberately slowed down.
Zhu Xinfa said to the three people sternly, "You three, all you do all day is gossip. You even dare to falsely accuse Comrade Liu Junhui. I think you are just bored!"
Just now, Zhang Jianhua, Lu Yuanlian and Feng Haiying all focused their attention on Liu Junhui.
Moreover, it was already dusk and they were at a fairly close distance, so the three men did not know that the man sitting on the motorcycle was the brigade political commissar Zhu Xinfa.
When the three of them saw that it was the brigade political commissar Zhu Xinfa, they were all shocked because their husbands were all Zhu Xinfa's subordinates.
They all lowered their heads, not daring to look Zhu Xinfa in the eye, and felt a little nervous.
Zhu Xinfa continued, "If I hear you spreading rumors again, don't blame me for being rude!"
His tone was very stern and his eyes were cold, which made the three of them shudder.
After Zhu Xinfa finished speaking, he waved at Liu Junhui, indicating that Liu Junhui could leave.
Liu Junhui glared at the three of them fiercely, then stepped on the accelerator. The tricycle drove away from the scene, leaving the three of them standing there in a daze.
They realized that even the brigade political commissar was on Liu Junhui's side, so they had to be more careful in the future.
However, due to their nature, they will not deeply realize their mistakes and will not let Liu Junhui go.
The brigade political commissar vented his anger, and Liu Junhui's unhappiness caused by the three people just now was swept away, and he returned to his original good mood.
Zhu Xinfa secretly felt lucky that he had modified the motorcycle beyond recognition, otherwise, those three gossipy women would have taken advantage of the situation to cause trouble again.
Liu Junhui drove the three-wheeled motorcycle back to the door of Unit 4, Building 11, and got off the vehicle.
Zhu Xinfa began to carefully check each part of the motorcycle. He drove for twenty or thirty miles, and Liu Junhui drove at least ten miles more. If there was anything wrong with the assembly of the motorcycle, it would be revealed.
He squatted down to check whether the brakes were sensitive, then opened the hood to see if the engine was running normally.
He didn't miss any detail.
Liu Junhui stood by and watched, thinking that Brother Xinfa was a very rigorous person.
After Zhu Xinfa confirmed that everything was normal with the three-wheeled motorcycle, he stood up and asked Liu Junhui what she felt about the three-wheeled motorcycle.
Liu Junhui said to Zhu Xinfa with great gratitude: "Brother, this car is really great! Thank you so much!"
After saying that, Liu Junhui took out the money and asked, "Brother, how much is this motorcycle?"
Zhu Xinfa immediately said, "Junhui, this three-wheeled motorcycle was saved up by the repairmen and I. It didn't cost a penny!"
Then, Zhu Xinfa briefly recounted the process of assembling the three-wheeled motorcycle.
Liu Junhui took out three hundred yuan and said, "Brother, you've worked hard for several days, I have to express my gratitude, buy yourself some wine and meat!"
Zhu Xinfa's face tightened. "Junhui, if I have to say thank you, I should thank you and Yonggang. Hurry and put the money away!"
After Zhu Xinfa finished speaking, he walked away with big strides.
Liu Junhui watched Zhu Xinfa walk away, then turned around and gently stroked the car body, as if touching a precious treasure.
She pushed the three-wheeled motorcycle to the bicycle shed, cleared a space for the three-wheeled motorcycle where she kept her Phoenix bicycle, and parked the motorcycle.
When going upstairs to go home, Liu Junhui felt that with this three-wheeled motorcycle, she could start a new life.
The next day, Liu Junhui and Lin Alian agreed to go fishing.
After breakfast, Liu Junhui went downstairs with the things he needed and took out the three-wheeled motorcycle from the bicycle shed.
Then, ride on a three-wheeled motorcycle that is actually a military motorcycle.
She drove slowly on the road to the family compound, and gradually sped up when she reached the main road outside the compound.
As soon as she picked up speed, she remembered something.
Zhu Xinfa had instructed us to wear a helmet when driving at high speed on the road.
She grasped the handlebars with her left hand, picked up the helmet in the truck bed with her right hand, and put it on her head.
She felt something rustling under her neck and realized it was a tie. She touched it and found it had a buckle. She pressed the buckle with her nimble fingers.
Liu Junhui was in a particularly happy mood. He hummed songs from the 21st century while driving a three-wheeled motorcycle on the road.
As the car speed increases, the oncoming wind becomes stronger and stronger.
However, the increasingly strong wind did not mess up her hair because she was wearing a helmet on her head.
It's just that the strong wind made her face feel a little tight, as if the flesh was being pulled off her face.
However, this did not slow her down on the military three-wheeled motorcycle.
She became excited and drove faster and faster, overtaking one bus after another.
The passengers on the bus looked at her quickly receding back in surprise, as if they were seeing a crazy woman.
Liu Junhui tasted the sweetness and continued to accelerate, feeling the pleasure of speeding like lightning.
As we approached the sea, we saw more and more vehicles carrying goods.
She skillfully controlled the three-wheeled motorcycle, slowed down appropriately, and flexibly moved through the traffic, like an agile speedboat cutting through the waves on the sea and speeding forward.
This first time driving a high-speed motorcycle made her feel extremely excited, and she fully enjoyed the thrill of driving at high speed.