Chapter 143 Cheer up
Yan Weiwei and Hu Yifei gathered together and discussed for a while, looking towards Meng Lang from time to time and gesticulating.
After a while, after the discussion was over, Yan Weiwei gave them a "leave it to me" look, then walked to the passenger seat, opened the door and got in.
"Bang!" Close the car door.
Looking at Meng Lang, who opened a small section of his chin and calmly ate his burger, she was speechless.
"I won 1 million! I see why you are not nervous at all?"
"Why should you be nervous? I won hundreds of millions when I bought the lottery ticket. Did you see that I was nervous when I bought the lottery ticket? ?”
Meng Lang continued to eat calmly.
"How can it be the same? The odds of winning the lottery are only a few, and it's a big deal if you win! But this time you have to have...a 50% chance of winning, right?"
Yan Weiweishen He took action, thought about it, and made a five.
"Ha! You are more confident than me.
I have never competed with anyone, how do I know the chance of winning?"
"Hey! What do you mean you haven't competed? You Didn’t you say that you have participated in that Bayin competition? Don’t let me down now!
I won’t do it if you lose! It's very shameless. Show me your driving license test and show off your so-called 'art'!"
Meng Lang said helplessly, "My art belongs to the abstract style, even though it's 'me'! It’s a painting, but to be honest, I don’t understand it very well now, so this is why I need to make it realistic.”
Yan Weiwei rolled her eyes, this guy said something incomprehensible again.
“I don’t care whether you are an abstract or a realist, in short, I have already boasted a lot. I must give my best today, otherwise I won’t be able to control myself later and I will definitely put you in a certain way. 'Performance art'"
Meng Lang: "..."
Yan Weiwei was cheering Meng Lang in the car when she heard a faint sound of a violent motor in the distance. roar.
"Buzz~buzz~" This movement immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Meng Lang looked up and saw a dozen luxury sports cars of various shapes in the distance, forming a long queue and driving towards them quickly.
“Here we come!” Hu Yifei’s eyes narrowed slightly, and everyone gathered over him in unison.
"Buzz~buzz" The motorcade in the distance raised smoke and dust, getting closer and closer to them.
The Ferrari 488 in the lead did not slow down when it came near, and just drifted.
"Chi~" Amidst the violent friction of the tires, Ferrari parked directly in front of everyone.
When the car stopped, it was only two or three meters away from Hu Yifei and the others in the front row, which was full of provocation.
Hu Yifei and everyone couldn't help but frown.
"Bang, bang, bang!" After a sound of the car door closing, about twenty men and women got out of the car and gathered in front of everyone.
Two men got out of the first Ferrari.
The co-pilot who got off was about 27 or 28 years old. He had short hair, the collar of his white shirt was slightly open, and he had a cynical expression.
The man who got off the driver's seat was wearing a jacket and boots. His skin was slightly dark, and he was 1.85 meters tall. His muscles under the T-shirt were clearly defined, and his eyes were somewhat unruly.
Hu Yifei fanned the flying dust and said slightly dissatisfied.
"I'm talking about Mr. Hong, you came out with a sandstorm, isn't it a bit environmentally friendly?"
"Haha! Sorry, sorry, my brother just came back from abroad, and he doesn't understand the rules. Didn’t you scare a lot of people?”
The man in the white shirt smiled and apologized, but there was no apology in his words.
"Come on, let me introduce to you. This is our driver Xu Jinfeng in this race, Master Xu!
Master Xu is the third son of the Xu Group. I believe everyone is familiar with it. He has just returned to China. We will be in the same circle from now on, so please take good care of me.
Jinfeng, why don’t you come over and say hello to Mr. Hu?”
Xu Jinfeng glanced at everyone. He nodded slightly proudly.
"I was just rude. I have been abroad for a long time and am relatively direct. So Mr. Hu...are you my opponent today?"
Hu Yifei smiled and shook his head. "Master Xu, my opponent tonight is not me."
Hong Shijie was stunned for a moment, then frowned.
As far as he knew, among the people on the opposite side, the most capable one was Hu Yifei. Could it be that the other side also found foreign aid?
"Oh? Then where is my opponent?" Xu Jinfeng raised his eyebrows.
Everyone looked at the red Porsche in unison...
...
"It's like a gang fight between the Young and the Dangerous. I said, these two gangs are not from the gang, right?" Meng Lang complained as he looked at the two gangs who were faintly confronting each other.
"The leader of the gang opposite is called Hong Shijie, and his surname is Hong." Yan Weiwei explained.
“What’s wrong with the surname Hong?”
“The secretary of Su City is also surnamed Hong.”
"Uh..." Meng Lang paused while stuffing the burger into his mouth.
"The one we have here, Hu Yifei, has a funny name, but the mayor of Su City is also named Hu." Yan Weiwei pointed again.
“…”
Meng Lang was speechless.
I knew this circle might be a bit high-end, but I didn’t expect it to be so high-end?
Co-author: Is this a fight between the eldest young master and the second young master today?
Instinctively I want to run away.
I am an insurance salesman, and I just want to reach level 100 in the novice map. This high-end game is not suitable for me at all!
This girl Yan Weiwei really wants to harm me again. Getting in her car will definitely be bad!
But soon, he calmed down again.
I almost forgot, I am a masked driver today!
"Here! The one next to Hong Shijie, if I guess correctly, is your opponent today, Xu Jinfeng, who has just returned from gilding abroad."
Huh? Xu Jinfeng? Why does this name sound familiar?
At this moment, Hong Shijie’s introduction to Xu Jinfeng came from the window.
[Master Xu is the third son of the Xu Group, I believe everyone is familiar with it...]
The third son of the Xu Group? Isn't that Xu Jinsong's younger brother?
Meng Lang's eyes narrowed slightly.
Is this considered enemies on a narrow road?
"Hey! Everyone, look at you. Do you want to go out and say hello?" Yan Weiwei poked Meng Lang.
Meng Lang looked up and realized that everyone was watching him.
"Zi~" The car window slowly lowered.
He nodded lightly to Xu Jinfeng and others who looked astonished, and then waved with the hand holding half of the hamburger.
“GoodEvening, Nicetomeetyou!”
“Zi~” The car window slowly rose up again.
Owner: “…”
Xu Jinfeng's face twitched slightly, and then he sneered.
“I thought I was crazy enough, but I didn’t expect to meet someone even crazier. It’s interesting!”
“Master Hu, what’s wrong? The driver you’re looking for doesn’t dare to meet anyone? "Hong Shijie said dissatisfied.
“As a driver, it’s normal to have a personality. I think Xu Shao has quite a personality, right?” Hu Yifei said with a smile.
He actually likes this masked driver a little bit.
Of course, the premise is that he can win this game...
Hong Shijie curled his lips, "Okay, let's get straight to the point, how do we play?"
"Xu Shaogang just returned to China. If I get hurt, people outside think I don't know how to treat guests, so let's just play cat and mouse!"
"Cat and mouse?" Hong Shijie frowned.
Looking at Xu Jinfeng, seeing him nodding indifferently, he slowly said, "Okay!"
Everyone immediately started to clear the place.
Unexpectedly, before leaving, Xu Jinfeng gave a thumbs up with a sneer, and then gently scratched his neck from left to right in the direction of Meng Lang.
Throat Cutting Ceremony!
"Arrogant! Too arrogant! Little Mencius, beat him up!" Yan Weiwei in the car looked angry when she saw this scene.
“Yes! I will work hard.”
Seeing that Meng Lang was being provoked like this but still looked careless, Yan Weiwei was so angry that she hated iron but could not make steel.
The eyes rolled and the temptation began.
"Hey! Have you seen those beauties outside the window?" She pointed out the window.
Meng Lang turned his head and glanced in that direction in confusion. As expected, he was fat and thin. The key was that he was wearing cool clothes.
“Hmm! What’s wrong?”
"If you win the competition, you can choose their WeChat account as you like." Yan Weiwei gave her a knowing look.
Huh? If you say that, then I will be excited.
But the excitement only lasted for a moment, and soon the brain calmed down again.
He just realized a question.
Do I have no choice now?
I have too many choices, okay?
"What are you doing! A beauty trap? Am I that kind of person?"
The weak water is three thousand, and I risk my life to get even a scoop.
I really want to kill the thief, but I am powerless to save the day...
Three love lines so far, Lu Kexin will not say the ending. It is simply sad to see and cry to everyone who hears it!
Go to the capital and run for love, I crashed.
What about you, Yan Weiwei? Just when you showed some signs, I fell off the cliff...
Is this considered to be a sacrifice of my life and blood for the sake of love?
You see, this is the ABC line, with several lives added to it, and a few more DEF lines. My single-threaded brain really can't handle this kind of multi-threaded life and death situation.
No matter how many brothers there are, they are not enough to create something like this!
After reading my own life, I just want to summarize one sentence about love -
Asking what love is in the world, it tells you whether life and death are together...
In this case, I am full. I'll open a new line if I can hold on!
“Hmph, I didn’t expect you to be quite determined. I really can’t tell at all.
Aren’t you attracted by so many beauties here? Are you a crook? Right?" Yan Weiwei looked him up and down.
Meng Lang stared, feeling offended.
Can a straight Chinese-speaking man tolerate this?
“Of course I’m straight, but if you want to use a honey trap, then I have to be on the same level as you, right?”
When Yan Weiwei heard this, her eyes widened, and she was about to get angry, Reacted immediately.
This guy seems to be praising me?
"I...I'm not as good as you said." Yan Weiwei said a little coyly.
“Be confident, landlord, with your figure and looks, you can definitely support a brothel in ancient times!”
Yan Weiwei: “…”
It took three seconds to react.
“Bang!”
The next moment, Meng Lang's face came into close contact with the steering wheel...
...
Through the glass window, he saw the "masked driver" who was punched on the steering wheel. Hu Yifei and Da Lang looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths twitched.
Hmm! This "cheer up" technique.
As expected, I am very senior... (End of this chapter)