Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 223 Digger Zero

Everyone looked up at the steel behemoth.

With its extreme dimensions of nearly six meters long and two and a half meters wide, it resembles a lion that is temporarily asleep, waiting for the right moment to unleash a thunderous roar that shakes the heavens and the earth.

The scorching sunlight poured down on the jet-black car body, but in an instant, all the heat was drained away, leaving only a cold, eerie light reflected in everyone's eyes, as cold as iron.

The driver's side window opened, and Nanfeng stuck his head out, looking down at the crowd who were not even as tall as his seat cushion.

"How about that? Isn't it amazing?"

"Truly shocking..." Yu Mo exhaled a long breath.

Guan Gu twisted his stiff neck: "I feel like my neck is sore from looking up."

Curry Sauce exclaimed even more dramatically, "Teacher Nanfeng, did you buy a heavy truck?!"

"To be precise, it's a heavy-duty off-road RV."

Nanfeng stopped the car, turned off the engine, and jumped out of the driver's seat in a few steps.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to introduce you to the Digger Zero, produced by Digger Heavy Industries."

"Sturdy and impact-resistant, with a fierce appearance, spacious interior, and louder sound, it meets all my needs at once."

"Most importantly, it has a blue license plate, so you only need a C1 driver's license to drive it."

"Digging...heavy industry?"

Ziqiao was stunned: "These days, even heavy industry companies are starting to make cars?"

Zeng Xiaoxian patted Ziqiao on the shoulder and said, "This is called industrial diversification. Many groups are doing this now."

"It's not surprising that companies in the heavy industry sector are making cars; who knows, maybe one day even mobile phone companies will start making cars."

"Moreover, in order to seize the RV market, Digger Zero has almost full configuration, making it extremely cost-effective."

"Teacher Zeng, you know so much," Wan Yu exclaimed.

Zeng Xiaoxian let out a devilish laugh: "That's right, don't you even know who recommended this car to him?"

He was the first to know what kind of car Nanfeng was going to buy. If this Digger Zero hadn't failed to showcase Xian Ge's style, he wouldn't have asked Yu Mo to borrow the car yesterday.

After all, when it comes to being stylish, a convertible sports car is definitely more eye-catching.

After all, while big stars may ride in nanny vans, they drive luxury supercars themselves – that's the kind of prestige a big star should have.

Looking at the RV that resembled a black Optimus Prime, Zhanbo suddenly felt that his convertible sports car didn't seem so appealing anymore.

Seeing the longing look in Zhanbo's eyes, Hu Yifei knew exactly what he was thinking, so she gave him a hard tap on the head.

"Forget it. With your driving skills that you just passed your driving test, you think you can handle a car of this size? You should wait until you've improved your driving skills."

In fact, Yifei, being both a man among men and a woman among beauties, liked the rugged and domineering Digger Zero even more than Zhanbo.

If she didn't have to keep an eye on Zhanbo today, she would have loved to kick Nanfeng aside and get into the driver's seat to have some fun.

But there's plenty of time in the future, and driving doesn't necessarily have to happen today.

When Zhanbo heard what his older sister said, he thought about it and realized that it made sense. Anyway, the car wouldn't run away from here.

Given my close relationship with Nanfeng since childhood, as long as I am a skilled driver, borrowing his car would be no problem at all.

Besides, Red Bee might not necessarily be inferior to Black Optimus Prime.

Then he laughed happily again.

"Alright, everyone, let's get going, or we'll be too late."

Nanfeng turned around and went to the cabin area. After pressing his fingerprint, the electric pedals on the vehicle body slowly fell down.

He opened the car door, and what everyone saw was the solid wood floor of the cabin, a six-person table facing the door, and genuine leather seats on either side of the table.

Nanfeng gestured to everyone: "Get in the car."

Meijia immediately tried to get into the car, while Nanfeng instinctively backed away.

He pointed to the braised pork knuckle in Mika's arms: "Are you sure you can bring it to the TV station?"

"Teacher Zeng said it's okay to bring it."

Meijia replied matter-of-factly, "By the time we get back after Teacher Zeng's show ends, we don't know what time it will be. We can't just keep the braised pork knuckle locked in the cage and let it starve."

She patted the pet backpack on her back: "Don't worry, I'll put the braised pork knuckle in the bag when I go to the scene, so I guarantee nothing will happen."

"And I've also prepared dog biscuits for the braised pork knuckle, so it definitely won't go hungry."

"Dog biscuits?" Guan Gu's eyes lit up.

Yu Mo patted Guan Gu on the shoulder: "Guan Gu, you really can't keep fighting with braised pork knuckle for food!"

"Humans cannot, or at least should not, do this."

She still feels a bit distraught when she recalls the night Guan Gu stuffed dog biscuits into her mouth one after another.

Guan Gu muttered to himself, "But dog biscuits are really delicious."

Seeing the strange looks he was getting, Guan Gu straightened his back and protested, "If you don't believe me, you'll know once you try it. I'll go to the pet store and buy some for you right now."

"No, no..."

"Thank you and your family..."

Everyone waved their hands in refusal.

Nanfeng looked at the braised pork knuckle in Meijia's arms and pondered, "As long as you don't let the braised pork knuckle suddenly jump next to me while I'm driving, then you can take it with you."

"Thank you, Nanfeng." Meijia smiled sweetly.

As arranged beforehand, Meijia, Jiangzhouzi, Yumo, Guangu, and Curry Sauce boarded Nanfeng's Digger Zero in turn.

The four people and one dog started looking around curiously as soon as they got in the car.

If we take the car door as the center line, the right side is naturally the driver's cab area, while the left side near the car door is the kitchen area.

Cabinets, sink, microwave, induction cooker, refrigerator, range hood... it has everything a kitchen should have.

Besides the dishwasher that Nanfeng loves most.

[South Wind: A kitchen without a dishwasher is incomplete!!!]

On the other side of the vehicle door, the closed door led the four to guess that it was the RV's bathroom.

On the far left, there's a small staircase winding upwards, which should lead to the rooftop terrace that can be extended and retracted freely.

Looking at the space inside the car, which was almost the size of a small house, the mouths of the group remained agape.

Meijia and Curry Sauce ran around the car excitedly, wanting to touch every inch of it.

"Nanfeng, now I believe you really are rich," Meijia said in amazement.

Everyone knows that Nanfeng is a wealthy man. Even disregarding his family background and past achievements, it's impossible to believe that a boss who can afford to give his employees nearly two months of annual leave to work from home doesn't make money from his voice-over studio.

However, most people don't really have a concept of how wealthy Nanfeng is, since he lives in a shared apartment just like everyone else, usually eats sandwiches and lemonade, and doesn't like to buy clothes or luxury goods.

His spending power seems to be only slightly stronger than everyone else's.

And that is indeed the case. Nanfeng, who comes from a family of martial arts practitioners, doesn't have many fancy purchasing desires, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to get past his grandfather's approval.

There's no rule against hitting children in their family; the old man's fists, as big as clay pots, really dare to beat them hard.

However, it wouldn't be accurate to say that Nanfeng only makes money and doesn't spend it. The place where he really burns money is the large collection of large musical instruments in the instrument storage room.

These instruments are much more expensive than Digger Zero.

However, these musical novices might know that these instruments are ridiculously expensive, but they would never have a concrete understanding of their value.

Compared to them, the Digger Zero was more shocking.

The only person in the entire apartment who knew the exact value of Nanfeng's musical instruments was Wanyu, but unfortunately, Nanfeng's financial power was nothing compared to Miss Wanyu's.

So, comparing people is a recipe for disaster, and comparing goods is a recipe for disaster.

Comparing yourself to others is exhausting; your own happiness is the most important thing.

Nanfeng shrugged and didn't continue the conversation that Meijia had been saying, because continuing would make it seem like he was showing off his wealth.

He simply reminded them, "Those buttons on top of the car door are the various control switches for the whole car; you should pay attention to them."

"Also, even in a motorhome, you must sit properly and fasten your seatbelts when driving."

"drop……"

Sitting in the back seat of the convertible, Zeng Xiaoxian got up, walked over Zhanbo, and honked the horn: "Big brother, are you guys done yet? We're running out of time."

Yifei patted Zeng Xiaoxian's hand and said, grumbling, "You call yourself an experienced driver? Don't you know you can't just honk your horn in a residential area?"

"Let's go immediately."

Nanfeng gave Xiaoxian an OK sign, and then reminded everyone in the car, "Because I just picked up the car yesterday, there are still many things that haven't been set up yet."

"However, there are snacks I bought in the drawer under the seat, and drinks in the refrigerator."

"Although you can't drive around while driving, you can still eat something, chat, and watch TV."

"Damn, what kind of royal treatment is this?"

Ziqiao smiled ingratiatingly at Nanfeng and said, "Your car can probably seat more than five people, right? Is it too late for me to get in now?"

Nanfeng smiled expressionlessly at Ziqiao: "Get lost!"

You want to get on the bus now? Why didn't you do it earlier?

Ziqiao pouted.

Nanfeng closed the car door, turned around, and climbed into the driver's seat. Yu Mo and the other three also obediently sat down and fastened their seat belts.

"Let's go, destination: TV station!" the two drivers shouted in unison.

Then Nanfeng watched helplessly as Zhanbo started moving at a snail's pace and slowly drove towards the TV station.

Slowly, slowly, slowly...

……

……

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"Depend on!"

Nanfeng exclaimed in surprise, "Zhanbo, what's going on? Yumo, is your car out of gas?"

Four helpless sighs came from behind.

Yu Mo said helplessly, "I seriously suspect that Zhanbo not only failed to find the accelerator, but also spent the whole time on the brakes."

Guan Gu sighed, "I hope Zhanbo won't break my record as the Thirteen Lang of Central."

Curry Sauce had already rummaged through her drawer and shared snacks with everyone present. As she ate, she muttered, "I doubt Zhanbo will drive around Central thirteen times, right?"

"I'm worried he'll drive the Middle Ring Road for thirteen hours."

"Huh?" Mika exclaimed in surprise.

Nanfeng still hasn't started driving. After all, the roads in the residential area are narrow, and the Digger Zero is too big, so there's simply no room to overtake or drive together.

In addition, Zhanbo is still a novice driver, and having such a big car following behind him will only make him more nervous.

So he could only watch quietly as Zhanbo slowly moved forward, until the convertible sports car disappeared from his sight before Nanfeng started the car.

Once the two drove onto the highway, Zhanbo seemed to finally find the accelerator.

As a result, Zhanbo's speed suddenly increased dramatically.

The speed of the car, which was originally so fast that a child could overtake it with a training wheeled bicycle, skyrocketed to the point where it could race against an electric car on the side of the road for three hundred rounds before finally losing ground.

Doesn't this car speed increase dramatically?

Nanfeng was trying his best to keep Zhanbo's speed within acceptable limits, but before long Zhanbo was still far behind.

Digger Zero drove towards the TV station and soon arrived at the elevated road section that Nanfeng loved most.

His reason for liking the viaduct is simple: there are no large trucks on it, and theoretically, the Digger Zero is the size limit that can be used on the viaduct.

Great, now it's finally my turn to be the boss.

If nothing unexpected happens, Nanfeng's smugness will continue until he gets off the overpass.

However, there are always some unexpected things that happen in such situations.

Before he knew it, the cars in front of him stopped one after another, and soon a line of cars came to a standstill in front of Nanfeng.

I'm coming

The name "Digging Heavy Industries" is just a joke; they probably won't be in the show.

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