(I heard that I can ask for votes)

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After the interview, An Feng asked his brother-in-law to take him to gossip.

An Hui, who was about to die, finally felt a little shy and pulled An Feng away. The reason in her mouth was to disturb others' classes or something. An Feng smiled and said, "I'm just going to check it out, right? At least I can see He Fang Shensheng is so powerful and has such ability."

In the end, An Hui naturally failed to stop An Feng. Her brother-in-law asked her assistant about Teacher Ma Tao's location. It was a coincidence that they were in class and they rushed to their class, the fifth grade, who taught Chinese language courses. Several people pulled and pulled in the inner corridor and finally found the correct place.

It looks pretty good, gentle and elegant, and his voice is very magnetic. He named the troublemakers in the audience, and motivated the students in a very humorous way. He also looks good. Young women of appropriate age will probably be moved after seeing it. An Feng turned around and said, "How old are you?"

"What are you asking about this?" she curled her lips.

"Can't you care about you?" An Feng looked at the person on the podium, "If you don't say it, I'll ask myself later."

"Okay, twenty-seven." An Hui convinced him, "Are you satisfied?"

"Very young." An Feng said, "If it's true love, I wish you all."

An Hui leaned against the wall and said, "Thank you, everyone else is always talking about that. It's either that I think it's a purpose or that the gap between seven and eight years old is not suitable, but how can I have so many purposes? It's just that the fate I got back many years ago, I'm just an ordinary job, what's the point of making a fortune?"

"Age is not a problem. Look at how harmonious Joanna and I are." An Feng said. The bell rang at this time. The children were very interested in listening to the last passage of the young teacher before they returned to the noisy scene. He also packed up his things and walked out and ran into a few people at the back door.

Ma Tao walked over generously: "Hello, Mrs., Mrs., Principal An!"

An Feng said inappropriately: "I said Teacher Ma, your name is a bit unclear. Usually, he is so eccentric as "Principal An"..."

"Let's go!" Anhui quickly pulled him away. Joanna smiled and looked at them, turned around and said to Ma Tao, "You must be your sister's boyfriend, right?"

Ma Tao suddenly felt a little shy: "Yes."

"She is a very careful person and very caring person. I wish you all the best," said Joanna.

"Thank you." Ma Tao said.

"I didn't make you nervous, did I?" Joanna looked at him.

"No, madam." Ma Tao said, but his face turned red. I don't know if it was because of his boyfriend and girlfriend. Or if he was a little at a loss when facing such a tall and beautiful foreign girl, or because a group of furry children were quietly watching.

"Well, shy sir, see you next time!" Joanna smiled and waved to him, turned around and followed the few people shouting in front.

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The tour continues until noon before taking a nap.

An Feng was very satisfied. Although the school may not change the current overall situation. But it is an attempt, and it is second-rate. Being able to educate children to be a human being is also a merit. Education is not a day or night, and there is no hope for ten or eight years, but An Feng is very confident and rich.

An Feng’s money for buying a classic sports car is probably enough for the school to run for several years, and he has a serious tax burden, so he can get tax deductions when donating it to the foundation, which is a win-win situation. This year, he plans to continue to donate several hundred million to the foundation, but there is no way to do so if he has too much money.

After the end, I returned to the city and continued to stay in Anfeng for a few days according to the itinerary.

He also went to the brand new store at the request of his brother-in-law. The decoration was pretty good. The business was also good. He felt that he was quite talented in this industry. But An Feng had always been careless and allowed to develop. In his eyes, those profits had to be divided by six, and he didn't think much was too much.

Later, I drove away my brother-in-law's Q5 and carried Joanna around.

To be honest, except for her impression of Chinese cities, she has never seen many other rural areas or scenic spots in the suburbs. An Feng took her to tour, and after stroll around, then continued north to the provincial capital to find some treasures... This was influenced by the old man in the community. It is said that the old man found a treasure in the flower and bird market in the city: a beautiful blue and white porcelain bowl. As soon as he fooled him, foreign girls were full of yearning for treasure hunting.

Anyway, I was just shopping, and there were a lot of strange things in the flower and bird market, so An Feng accompanied her to visit.

Drive to the provincial capital and take the airport expressway. When he was about to arrive, he encountered an accident ahead. The traffic police prompted him to turn off the expressway at the exit of the expressway. An Feng followed the car in front to get off the expressway and continued to follow the GPS shortcut. The road was a bit dilapidated. After driving out for a section, he saw a trailer in front stuck on the roadside. Several people around were checking the rear wheel condition. An Feng also saw a colorful modified vehicle on the trailer.

At this time, there were no cars passing by, so An Feng waved to help when he passed by.

An Feng rolled down the car window: "What's going on?"

A short-haired man in his thirties said: "It's all this broken road! I'll get caught by the roadside if I avoid a pit. Can you help me drag it up?"

"Can my car be tow?" An Feng said.

"It should be possible, the trailer can be started normally, so it requires an external force." The other party said, looking at the two people wearing sunglasses in the car, "Oh, this foreign girl, your wife?"

"Haha, that's right." An Feng smiled.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Get glory for the country, buddy! I always see those women looking for foreigners, but I haven't seen many men with the ability. You are really good!"

"Thank you!" An Feng looked at the car on the trailer, "Is this a racing car?"

The middle-aged man said: "The modified field racing car is going to the nearby racing yard. The time is tight now, the driver has arrived, and our car is still halfway."

"Okay, do you have a tow rope?" An Feng asked.

The middle-aged man was very cheerful: "No problem, we have it here!"

An Feng drove to the front, hung up a tow rope, and both cars started. The middle-aged man was in charge in front and dragged the tow truck out of the roadside pit after a few minutes. The middle-aged man came over to disperse his cigarette. An Feng smiled and shook his head to refuse, but asked, "Is the racing stadium here newly built?"

"You have built these past few years to hold some domestic competitions. Are you interested, brother?" asked the middle-aged man.

"I want to go and have a look," said An Feng.

The middle-aged man did not hesitate: "No problem, let's take you in. There is a team to practice today. It's quite professional. We have experts here."

An Feng turned to look at Joanna, and she said, "You decided, I'm not in a hurry."

Finally, An Feng drove with them to the racing stadium not far from here. The gate was still XX International Racing stadium, which was quite awesome. As a result, when you entered, you could see an ordinary track, an off-road track, and several simple spectator platforms. The track was new, and the asphalt was paved with very clean roads.

After parking, the people were unloading the racing car. It was a blue Chevrolet Cruze with sponsor advertisements on it, a spoiler rear wing at the rear, and a roll cage was installed inside the car. It seemed that the racing modification was also carried out. An Feng took off his sunglasses and looked at it up close.

"What level of field competition?" An Feng asked.

"1600cc." The middle-aged man turned around. He was stunned for a moment, then looked at the foreign girl beside him, looked at An Feng again, and said in confusion: "You just came from a foreign country?"

"Yes, what are your questions?" An Feng was surprised.

"Are you the driver of electric racing?" asked the middle-aged man.

"Hey." Joanna smiled and touched him with her arm, "You are so famous."

An Feng smiled and said, "It's me."

"Happy to be happy to be lucky to be lucky to be happy to be happy to be happy! My name is Shang Xiong, an amateur engineer." Shang Xiong came over and reached out to him.

"An Feng, of course, is also called Bruce." An Feng shook hands with him.

"I didn't expect to see you here." Shang Xiong said happily. "We all watched the broadcast of the Maserati event, and your driving skills are first-class!"

"Thank you for your support, my friends." An Feng smiled.

When the team members heard this, they stopped their work. It was a coincidence that although the scale of the first electric car race was not large, it was very popular. Racing fans or drivers could see the broadcast of the race online, and there were also those in China. As a result, everyone remembered him through the event.

A real person who is thousands of miles away appears. Surprises are inevitable.

Everyone was very impressed in their tone and asked about his feeling of driving an electric car. He couldn't resist the enthusiasm. An Feng chatted about some of the huge differences. As a result, someone shouted and other teams around him surrounded him, wanting to see the rumored top drivers.

After ten minutes of talking, the venue practice began and the crowds dispersed. Shangxiong invited him to see the performance of the team, and An Feng was also thinking that way. But when the driver appeared, he was a somewhat immature boy, probably only seventeen or eighteen years old, and just now he was around An Feng to listen to his experience.

"He's the driver?" An Feng said in surprise. At that time, he thought that his child was not going to school.

Shang Xiong smiled and said, "Yes, his name is Zhou Hang, he is the main force of the team. He is almost nineteen this year. Don't look at him as young as a young man and has a strong racing talent."

As he said that, Shang Xiong Chao Zhou Hang, who was about to get on the bus, shouted: "Perform well, today the master will give you guidance!"

Zhou Hang nodded and got in the car.

"Let's go there to sit?" Shang Xiong pointed to the audience.

An Feng helped Joanna walk a dirt road and came to the audience to sit down.

The practice began. Zhou Hang's blue Chevrolet skillfully drove onto the track. Because it was a practice race, he drove a car every thirty seconds to avoid the driver's racing and could practice freely. The blue Chevrolet was very skilled, and he never thought that the driver who drove the vehicle was only eighteen years old.

Chevrolet ran a few laps and drove into the repair station. It seemed that something went wrong with the car and the technicians were adjusting it. Practice usually was to check the time for the racing failure. You were not afraid of the fault or the fear of not being able to check it out. There was a problem during the actual race. That was the most unlucky one.

Shang Xiong took people to the maintenance station, and An Feng also went to take a look.

"What's going on?" Shang Xiong asked.

Zhou Hang, who took off his helmet, said: "It seems that it is the brake disc air-cooled pipe, and the brake disc is overheated."

The maintenance staff opened the hood, modified the vent style grille, connected several ventilation ducts, and connected the other end to the brake disc, so that when the car was driving at high speed, more cold wind would blow on the brake disc and cool down. Now there may be a problem in this aspect and it needs repair.

A careful staff brought a folding chair to Joanna. She must be uncomfortable standing in high heels.

Everyone else was busy surrounding the racing car. An Feng held his arms and looked at it. Zhou Hang was also there, but it was very quiet and seemed to not like to talk. After a while, he turned to see An Feng, and An Feng also met him. Seeing that he didn't speak, An Feng said, "When did you practice driving?"

"Fifteen years old." Zhou Hang said. He was indeed shy, and someone had to speak first.

"Fifteen years old? I rode a motorcycle and went up the mountain road." An Feng said.

Zhou Hang smiled: "I know it at the age of fourteen, but I touched four wheels at the age of fifteen."
Chapter completed!