Chapter 76

The consequence of having many young guys around is that the motorcycle boxes, which originally had to be moved down with a forklift or other equipment, are now lifted down by more than ten people working together, shouting in unison!

They didn't even leave Buck the pleasure of opening the box himself; they all pitched in to dismantle the wooden crate.

The pickup truck driver simply said, "We have already equipped and adjusted the motorcycle according to the requirements. If you have any issues, call the after-sales service number," and then he sped off, not even bothering to take the angle steel frame from the dismantled box.

The car wash already had plenty of tools, and being young car enthusiasts, they didn't wait for Buck's instructions. They fully embraced the spirit of ownership, tearing off the wire and wooden boards, and finally removing the last layer of sponge film. A white motorcycle stood before everyone.

The cheer that erupted at that moment was more genuine than when they heard Zhou Xiaoli say she bought it for Buck, because back then it was just for fun, but now it was out of genuine admiration. Even some car owners and passersby stretched their necks to join in.

It was really beautiful!

The white parts were only the fuel tank, front fender, and a small part of the seat. The first impression of the entire motorcycle was that of a tightly muscled leopard!

All the body parts were black, with a glossy finish, contrasting sharply with the white fuel tank. However, the main frame was red, a red round steel tube welded frame, connected to a thick red shock absorber spring, highlighting the tension between the muscles, as if the expansion was about to burst out of the body.

It was completely different from the regular motorcycles on the street. The high, raised seat and the extra-wide rear wheel clearly indicated that this was a powerful beast!

Buck had been silent all along, just smiling and watching his friends excitedly fussing. Whether out of politeness or friendship, he wouldn't refuse Zhou Xiaoli's gift. Just like he didn't care about the new house worth 7.5 million that someone else was living in, he wouldn't care about someone giving him such a motorcycle, because it was all out of genuine affection. Of course, if Zhou Xiaoli had asked him before buying it, Buck might have helped her reconsider, but at this point, pouring cold water on it would be very ungracious and would show a lack of understanding of a woman's sentiments.

Moreover, as the film on the motorcycle body was torn off, Buck felt his blood pumping, with a strong urge to ride it. He was a bit surprised: "This... the displacement isn't small, right?" He vaguely recognized the logo on the fuel tank as an Italian brand. Over 20,000 wasn't cheap, but weren't large-displacement motorcycles in China mostly smuggled goods, not allowed to be driven on the road?

A younger brother familiar with the domestic motorcycle market was very excited: "Bro! Now there are domestic large-displacement motorcycles. This is a joint venture between a foreign and domestic company, the Benelli 300, a great bike!"

Zhou Xiaoli had been watching Buck's face, seemingly reading the spark in his eyes, and she smiled happily: "I just asked them what the best motorcycle I could get for around 20,000 would be. I can afford it now..." No wonder she was whispering with the two young guys during the drinking session, trying to keep her intentions hidden. She was quite capable!

Buck stopped her from continuing, smiling and taking her hand: "Want to go for a ride with me?"

Zhou Xiaoli beamed: "Sure!"

Chen Sanli quickly tore off the transparent tape and handed the key to Buck. Buck, holding Zhou Xiaoli's hand, stood next to the not-so-big but muscular little leopard, first straddling it, then turning back to help her open the footrest on the back seat, and instructing the excited beauty: "Hold my hand, stand up and step on, then straddle it. Keep your knees together, and tuck your skirt tightly against the seat so it won't show!"

That's right, she had always sat sideways on motorcycles before, but now, with such a powerful and fierce motorcycle, it didn't seem right to sit sideways. But wouldn't her skirt ride up and expose her thighs? Zhou Xiali had many thoughts, but Buck was so considerate and knowledgeable!

Holding Buck's hand, she sat on the motorcycle, watching him gently turn the triangular key. A deep, continuous, and pleasant engine sound immediately came, and Buck revved the throttle, the powerful exhaust sound with a booming explosion drew cheers from the car wash guys and more passersby looking over. Even the real estate agency employees stood outside their office, watching the new store manager sit on the motorcycle without any hesitation. Buck just said, "Hold on tight."

Zhou Xiaoli didn't even think about it, wrapping her arms around Buck's waist, hugging him tightly!

Her state of mind was completely different from the first time she sat behind Buck on the motorcycle!

Ignoring the laughter and whistles around him, Buck kicked the stand with his left foot, pushed off the ground with his toes, and slid out of the crowd, revving the throttle and speeding away with a loud roar!

As the wind started, Zhou Xiaoli placed her head on Buck's right shoulder. Because the back seat was raised, and Buck had lowered his upper body, she could lean against him smoothly, as if looking at the road ahead together. The feeling of her baseball cap being blown off made her press her head tightly against Buck's side, as if to hold the cap in place, and also bringing their faces together.

Wearing a light blue one-piece work uniform, the young worker rode a brand new, powerful white motorcycle, with a girl in a black and white OL suit on the back seat, a colorful scarf tied at her neck fluttering around their necks, they sped through the streets like a gust of wind!

While women would subconsciously worry about the danger, most men would be envious, muttering, "Damn... being young is great!"

Zhou Xiaoli was so exhilarated that she almost screamed, but just as Buck accelerated, a police officer waved them to stop. They were only about 500 meters from the car wash. Buck's hand on the throttle moved, feeling Zhou Xiaoli's sudden stop, but he obediently pulled over: "Sir, it's a new bike, I have the paperwork. I'm a local, really..."

The young police officer smiled and lifted his helmet: "Show me your license... no helmet, neither of you are wearing one, and no license plate. You dare to pretend to be a local..." He was quite handsome, at least more pleasant to look at than Buck's dark complexion.

Zhou Xiaoli hugged Buck and chimed in: "Really, we are locals..." It was true, the two of them did look like a couple.

The police officer grunted and extended his hand: "No need to explain, I'll show you a real local."

He casually waved to a speeding motorcycle on the street, and the two-wheeler, similar to Buck's old one, just revved its engine and sped past!

A distant voice carried in the wind: "You bastard! If you have the guts, come catch me! Damn cop!"

The traffic police officer turned back, unperturbed: "See, that's a real local..."

Buck, who had already adapted to some European social norms abroad, was taken aback. He felt the girl behind him start to laugh uncontrollably. Just as the police officer was about to pull the key, he suddenly revved the throttle: "You bastard! I can do it too!"

He shot forward several meters in an instant!

Zhou Xiaoli immediately hugged the strong, warm chest, laughing out loud, with only the baseball cap fluttering in the wind and falling off!

Being young is really great.

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