Clang clang clang.
Cheng Jie, with his plump body, was lying under the pickup, making modifications bit by bit, while Ye Qiu was assisting him on the side.
When it comes to car modification, Ye Qiu knows a little. He can handle some simple replacements, but when it comes to changing all the parts like now, he gets bewildered.
Because there're too many professional things involved here.
Even though Cheng Jie is much better than Ye Qiu, he twisted his plump body, crawled out from under the car, and shook his head helplessly at Ye Qiu: "Ye Qiu, it's not that your buddy won't help you, but this pickup of yours is really quite old. The structure and circuits inside are completely different from the current cars, I can't modify it."
"Ah?" Ye Qiu was stunned, looking at the disassembled pickup and then at the parts he had exchanged scattered on the ground, he anxiously said: "Fatty, don't joke around, if you can't modify it, what should I do?"
