Chapter 387

Putting the wrong fuel in a regular car isn't really a problem, and even if there's an effect, it's extremely minor~,

but,

Qin Feng's car is a top-tier luxury vehicle, a Ducati limited to only 500 units worldwide,

with extremely high requirements across all aspects,

even if burning this tank of fuel causes no immediate issues,

it could still leave behind hidden dangers,

if Qin Feng's motorcycle suddenly malfunctions while he's riding it,

then Qin Feng could very well be in life-threatening danger.

For a moment,

Qin Yumo was frantic and didn't know what to do,

she could only search online for various solutions,

when she saw a netizen suggest draining the entire tank and cleaning the engine to avoid any impact,

Qin Yumo considered it,

then searched for several professional motorcycle maintenance shops,

when she first called them,

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the shop owners were all dismissive,

compared to cars,

motorcycle manufacturing technology has actually developed longer and is more durable,

even if the wrong fuel is added, there's usually no problem,

so several shop owners advised Qin Yumo to just finish using the tank, and maybe do a carbon deposit check,

but,

when Qin Yumo revealed the exact model of the motorcycle,

several knowledgeable shop owners were stunned,

"What? Miss, you can afford a Ducati worth over a million, but you can't afford 95-octane fuel?"

"Miss, this is a tough situation—I recommend you contact Ducati's official after-sales service directly for handling."

"Miss, I can't repair this bike—find someone else."

"Sigh, how can you people be so clueless? You put 92-octane fuel in a car this expensive? What were you thinking? We can't solve this either..."

She hung up the last call in disappointment,

Qin Yumo reluctantly made a decision,

to call a tow truck to haul the bike back to Qingbei,

then negotiate face-to-face with Qin Feng on how to resolve this.

But,

what if Qin Feng's brother demands I pay full compensation...?

Thinking of this,

Qin Yumo hesitated,

she had only recently moved from Shanghai to Beijing,

she'd met a few coworkers but hadn't made any real friends,

and her savings were only around a hundred thousand—she simply couldn't afford to pay for this bike.

So,

Qin Yumo hesitated for a long time,

before finally calling her friend Hu Yifei,

the phone rang several times before being answered,

on the other end,

Hu Yifei asked, surprised yet delighted: "Yumo, why are you calling me? Did you miss me?"

"Yeah, Yifei, I actually need your help with something..."

Qin Yumo spoke hesitantly,

"Hey, just say it outright—we don't need to be so formal with each other."

Hu Yifei's usual straightforwardness gave Qin Yumo some confidence,

then,

Qin Yumo said: "Yifei, do you have any money? Can you lend me some?"

"Lend you money?"

Hu Yifei laughed: "Yumo, I told you Beijing would be harder than Shanghai—how much do you need?"

"One hundred, one hundred fifty thousand!"

"One hundred fifty thousand...?"

Hu Yifei froze: "Qin Yumo, did you crash into someone's luxury car?! That much compensation?!"

"No."

Qin Yumo shook her head: "I might have damaged someone's motorcycle."

"Just a motorcycle? How much could that cost? Qin Yumo, you're definitely being scammed! Tell them your friend is a black-belt in taekwondo—if they dare hassle you, I'll fly straight to Beijing to help you!"

"No, Yifei, this bike's price is already over a million..."

Qin Yumo told Hu Yifei everything that had happened today.

Then,

Hu Yifei fell silent.

After a while,

Hu Yifei let out a long sigh and said, "Yumo, I don't have much saved up either—just over two hundred thousand."

"How about this—I'll ask Teacher Zeng, Youyou, and the others if they can chip in a bit together."

"Also, are you absolutely sure you weren't scammed? If you were scammed, we can bring out Zhang Wei's!"

"It really wasn't…"

Qin Yumo shook his head: "Yifei, I truly have no other option—I'll tow the car back first, then discuss with Qin Feng how to handle this."

"Alright, I suggest you find a place to rest first, regain your energy—when you talk to that Qin Feng later, your mind will be sharper."

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"Fine, I'll book a room near campus."

"Mm, Yumo, if anything comes up, call us—door 3601 in Love Apartment is always open to you!"

"Got it, thanks, Yifei."

After hanging up the phone,

Qin Yumo helplessly called a tow truck.

He loaded the Ducati V4 onto the tow truck, secured it fully, and rode back to the parking lot outside Qingbei University.

He parked, paid the parking fee,

then hesitated for a moment before heading to a nearby hotel to book a king-size room.

Afterward, he sent Qin Feng a WeChat message: "Qin Feng, little brother, it's Yumo. I'm very sorry, but your car has had an issue—I need to talk to you."

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"I've booked a room at the Langgui Hotel near your campus, room 2507. If you have time later, come to my room."

After sending the message,

Qin Yumo sat nervously for a while,

then unzipped his hot leather jacket, stepped into the bathroom, and decided to take a shower before thinking more clearly about this.

Meanwhile,

Qin Feng, who had received the WeChat message, was utterly baffled.

What on earth could have happened to my car,

that Qin Yumo would ask me to meet at a hotel to talk?

Did I crash it?