Chapter 36

Of course, just like what Fang Lingying did for Liu Changyuan, it's better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. Instead of lending a bit of money to make up the numbers, it's better to introduce a path. Fang Lingying did just that. In her mind, she still felt superior to Bak, so it was only natural for her to lend a helping hand.

Bak didn't mind at all. He was just passing the time. In a few more months, probably before the Spring Festival, he would have money, right? These few months, he could do anything. The small German banks, which were hereditary, placed great importance on credit. Bak chose this path for that reason. Otherwise, why wouldn't he choose one of the large multinational banks?

So, after a few days, he started riding his motorcycle to work. The two sisters who were enthusiastic about racing with him had to reluctantly follow Liu Shufen to school for registration and auditing due to the start of the semester.

Compared to the car wash stall Bak had found on the street, the one introduced by Fang Lingying was much more upscale. The car wash shed was several dozen meters long and curved, with a production line. Over ten to twenty car wash workers were responsible for different processes. The car owner only needed to park the car at one end and wait in the air-conditioned tea lounge on the inside of the curve. They could watch through the glass as their car went through each process and finally stopped in front of them, clean and tidy, with a very professional look.

Bak was one of the workers who sprayed foam, which was essentially applying soap to the car. He diligently held the air pressure spray gun, repeating the process mechanically like an artificial intelligence on an assembly line. However, after only two days, his talent began to shine.

Not for any other reason, this car wash model inevitably required someone to receive the cars. Most car washes had this position. The space was wet and dirty, with mist everywhere, and car owners were unwilling to walk in. Therefore, there were usually people to help drive the cars in. Most of the young workers could drive, and those who liked driving were especially eager to take on this role, getting a chance to handle various car models, even if they couldn't afford to buy one.

One day at noon, a young woman drove a rather unremarkable two-door car. The dedicated driver was having lunch, so a few young workers eagerly approached to take the car keys. However, after the young woman got out of the car and stood by it with her arms crossed, smiling, two of the young workers who got into the car came out awkwardly. The reason was that the car had a transmission that the young men had almost never seen before. It wasn't a regular automatic or manual transmission. Out of respect for the car, the few young men without driver's licenses didn't dare to touch it.

Bak, who was holding the spray gun and waiting for the next step, noticed the empty space in front of him. The car was blocking the cars behind, which were honking impatiently. He overheard the young workers discussing the car and saw that it was indeed a rare AMT transmission, an electronically controlled mechanical automatic transmission, a niche product from Europe. Without hesitation, he got into the car and drove the Fiat smoothly. Seeing his ease and stability, the young woman smiled and went to wait in front.

When the dedicated driver returned, he said he had never seen such a transmission. Bak simply explained, "It's basically an electronic manual transmission, simulating automatic gear shifts. It's a bit of a driving pleasure, but not a high-end car."

These few words caught the attention of the boss, who recognized Bak's expertise. With a wave of his hand, Bak was transferred from spraying foam to moving cars, and his salary increased from 1,200 to 1,800.

Even though he was still a low-income worker, Bak continued to work with a smile. This made Fang Lingying, who had called a friend to check on his situation, stop contacting him.

Even if they got along well, the social gap was too large. It was like a motorcycle seat with a hole; no matter how much it was patched, it would still be an 80cc motorcycle, never comparable to a Harley Davidson or a car. It had nothing to do with discrimination; a prince and Cinderella could fall in love, but daily life required a match. Fang Lingying knew she wouldn't lose her head.

Bak, however, found the work enjoyable. The environment, with over ten to twenty young people laughing and joking, was similar to his time in the mercenary company, especially when he first started. His mood became increasingly cheerful. When he received his first month's salary of 2,000 yuan, he bought a 300-yuan mobile phone for each of his two sisters and some gifts for his parents. The rest he used to treat his coworkers, ranging from teenagers to those in their twenties and thirties, to a hot pot meal. Everyone was impressed by his generosity, and his work relationships were excellent. At home, he continued to live off the money he had earned from the barbecue stall, which was about 10,000 yuan.

Seeing him content, his parents didn't ask any questions and enjoyed a peaceful family life with their daughters.

But Bak was not destined to be quiet.

One morning, after the busiest period, the number of cars being washed decreased during the post-rush hour. Bak and his colleagues could catch their breath. After eating a bowl of beef noodles, he squatted on the dry roadside to the left of the car wash, as usual, and took out a cigarette to pass around to the young car wash workers. He didn't light it, as usual, but played with it in his fingers. He saw a Trident sports car driving down the road. The two receptionists excitedly jumped up, "Damn! A Maserati!" They stood by the roadside, waving enthusiastically to invite the car to come for a wash. Others took out their phones to take photos.

Bak wanted to pull these young men under twenty, as such luxury cars worth millions rarely came to this car wash. They either had servants to wash them at home or went to professional beauty shops. This was something he had learned this month. Any market had its segments, and this car wash mainly focused on mid-range cars priced between 200,000 and 300,000 yuan, which was the largest consumer group. Occasionally, a million-yuan car would come, usually to boost the car wash's reputation.

But the receptionists, with their limited experience, thought, "Bro Bak, look, the car is slowing down... It's looking for a car wash! It's coming! Bro Bak, can you drive it?"

As the car with its milky white and light gold body hesitated and stopped in front of the receptionist, Bak nodded calmly. What was there to be afraid of?

When the frameless door opened, Bak, who was walking over, bent down to take out a dust cover from his pocket. This was why his salary had increased by 200 yuan. He had bought the dust covers from a supermarket and used them for high-end cars or those driven by particularly clean women. This small change made the car wash seem more professional, and the boss was very happy.

But this small delay almost made Bak bump into the back of the receptionist. They usually helped open the car door, especially for such desirable luxury cars. Bak looked up in surprise and saw something called presence, which seemed to无形地挡住了这些低收入的年轻人。

就像一道实质性的透明墙壁，直接让这些刚才还满不在乎、满口跑火车的打工仔却步，一种相形见绌的却步。

如果说他们在这种遥不可及的豪车面前，还能抱着洗车的名义小心触碰一下，在刚刚下车的这个女孩面前，几乎就不由自主地凝固了。

很美丽，这是巴克抬头看到第一眼的反应。

巴克一直认为漂亮姑娘分两种，一种是和谐的漂亮，就是到处都符合审美的观点，一眼看上去就觉得漂亮的，另一种是有什么特别的地方让人觉得记忆深刻，也许单看某个部位并不合适，嘴大了点，眼睛小了点，或者大得过分，但组合起来就是让人记忆深刻。

相比之下，他对后者的评价甚至高于前者，不是因为他懂什么缺憾美之类文绉绉的东西，因为前者真的到处都能见到，就好像很多电视电影上的小明星一样，当时看着觉得漂亮，回头没准儿就忘了，反而只有那种有特色的漂亮，才会在脑海里留下痕迹。

但眼前这个女孩子，显然不在这个分类方式里面，她看上去就是所有方面都符合审美观点的美，可又每个局部似乎都能带来深刻记忆的好看。

长发，很直顺很整齐地在后背平铺开，一副简单的白色发箍衬托出了乌黑稠密的发质，光滑如丝般展开，但巴克瞥见发箍边上毫不掩饰的双C标志说明这价格绝不是看上去那么简单。

静谧的齐刘海在额前同样是一丝不苟的整齐延展，恰到好处地露出那双动人心魄的眼眸，大而明亮是肯定符合所有人审美标准的，浓密的长长睫毛应该还是有化妆的功劳，但组合起来，那黑瞳里的光芒就是让男人轻易沉迷其中的黑色深渊！

明目皓齿有了明目，当然也会有皓齿，上齿轻轻咬住了下嘴唇，显然对外面的环境有点皱眉，但那绝对配得上樱桃小嘴的粉嫩唇边，就好像牡丹花一般娇艳，让人想忍不住想亲吻一下，却又不敢靠近亵渎，总之巴克觉得自己看到的时候，死灰一样的心都跳了一下。

白皙的皮肤才会衬托出这样的粉嫩来，白天鹅般光洁的脖子上有一串淡金色的项链，就算是这些洗车小弟，都能看出那串项链看似简洁，实际上一场复杂的设计编织结构价钱不菲。

但就是这样的高档项链还是无法比过姑娘身上的吸引，露出来一点点肩头，圆润光滑，稍微带点镂空的香槟金色裙围，有不少褶皱边，巧妙的虚张声势又掩盖了实际上胸围的大小，总之看上去就是绝不突兀，又不平坦的适度起伏；

这样的裙子估计在渝庆本地高档专卖店也是买不到的，因为根据巴克曾经在巴黎陪着人购物的经验，少说也得上千欧起步的档次，就凭那腰间手掌宽镶满碎钻的装饰腰带，就不是巴克曾经会消费的水准，当然还是同样的道理，是男人就会忽略这昂贵的腰带，注意到盈盈一握的腰肢，真正的多一分显胖，少一分即瘦。

同样带着很多褶皱的香槟金裙摆下就是一双只能用完美形容的腿，裙摆到膝上三分就没了，所以浅灰色丝袜下笔直细长饱览无遗，小腿肚没有过于结实的肌肉痕迹，大腿没有一丝赘肉，膝盖上更是平整光滑不带凹凸，直到那双系着香槟金绳的高跟鞋完美收到尽头。

通常这样一遍看下来，是个人心里都会感叹原来有这样美丽的女孩子，可只要重新抬头再看看那张脸，就会忍不住再看一遍，然后感叹还有比刚才看着更美丽的女人！

如果说美丽分很多种类型，牟晨菲给巴克留下的美丽印象就是用最蛮不讲理的完美，碾压别的各种美丽！

嗯，就是碾压。

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But this small delay almost made Bak bump into the back of the receptionist. They usually helped open the car door, especially for such desirable luxury cars. Bak looked up in surprise and saw something called presence, which seemed to无形地挡住了这些低收入的年轻人。

It was like a solid, transparent wall