Chapter 404: Surprised?

Hearing Tang Wan utter the word "blind," Yang Chen couldn't help but fall into deep thought. This woman always gave off an aggressive vibe, and he could never seem to take the initiative in front of her. He hadn't realized that she was actually the weaker party in their relationship, as the true power lay in his hands.

"It seems I've made some cruel mistakes," Yang Chen said with a faint smile.

Tang Wan shook her head, "You have been cruel, but you haven't made mistakes. I'm just fighting for what I want. Of course, you can choose to ignore everything I say and do. When it comes to work, I'll be very rational, so you don't have to worry about that."

Yang Chen reached into his jacket pocket, wanting to pull out a cigarette, but realizing this was her office, he hesitated and withdrew his hand. He then said earnestly, "These things can't be forced. Let's meet up and have a meal when we have time. Even if we can't be lovers, being friends is fine."

Tang Wan smiled gracefully, "That's all I need to hear."

"Can we talk about work now? Our 'Yu Lei Star' selection is quite urgent," Yang Chen said with a smile.

Tang Wan nodded and was about to say something when her phone rang.

Seeing the number, she frowned and answered, "What's wrong?"

Whatever was said on the other end made Tang Wan's expression change to one of displeasure.

"Wait for me, I'll be there within half an hour," Tang Wan said before hanging up, sighing deeply.

Yang Chen had never seen Tang Wan show such a helpless expression before and asked, "Is something wrong with Tang Tang?"

Tang Wan chuckled, "What could happen to that girl? She's locked up in school studying for her college entrance exams. It's my brother who's in trouble."

"Your brother?"

Tang Wan nodded, "Actually, during the time you didn't contact me, I went back to Yanjing and just returned to Zhonghai a few days ago. But this time my brother Tang Jue came along. That troublemaker has been causing mischief, and the elders at home asked me to keep an eye on him. But he got into trouble just a few days after arriving."

Yang Chen didn't know that Tang Wan's family was originally from Yanjing. Hearing about her brother, it seemed he was quite a handful.

"What did he do?"

Tang Wan bit her lower lip, seemed to think of something, and then asked Yang Chen, "How good is your driving?"

Yang Chen was taken aback and replied casually, "It's decent."

"And compared to your fighting skills?" Tang Wan continued.

Yang Chen found this even stranger and, after thinking for a moment, said, "I wouldn't say I'm the best in the world, but I'm pretty skilled."

Of course, if it's about car crashes, I'd be top-notch since I'm not afraid of dying, Yang Chen thought to himself.

Tang Wan clapped her hands and said with a smile, "How about this? Help me with something, and I'll immediately finalize our cooperation with the best terms for you."

Yang Chen was puzzled, "You don't want me to drive for you, do you?"

"Come with me, and you'll find out," Tang Wan said with a mysterious smile, looking like a cunning vixen with a plan.

Twenty minutes later, Yang Chen found himself sitting in Tang Wan's limited edition black Range Rover SUV, arriving at an open area on the outskirts of Zhonghai City. From a distance, he could see numerous road signs and advertising banners.

It was only then that Yang Chen realized Tang Wan was taking him to a place called the "Fenglin Racing Club," evidently another business under the Fenglin Group, much like their clubs, gyms, and entertainment venues, specifically catered to wealthy car enthusiasts.

Many world-renowned cars, such as Lamborghinis, McLarens, Pagani, etc., require unimaginable amounts of money to start and maintain, let alone add mileage. In some Lamborghini clubs abroad, tourists wishing to test drive need to provide substantial collateral, and once the car is started, it's a few hundred dollars. Running a few laps on the track costs even more, often exceeding a thousand dollars.

Many people only touch the steering wheel, and a few thousand dollars disappear. For the owners of these supercars, driving on regular roads is not only costly but also a significant waste of the car's potential and poses high risks. Therefore, car clubs dedicated to storage and play have become increasingly popular.

Of course, not just anyone with money can open such a club. Without a strong background, Tang Wan wouldn't dare to operate such a luxurious venue. After all, those who come here to play with cars are not ordinary people. Earning their trust and getting them to store their world-class cars here requires substantial recognition.

Yang Chen had always been curious about Tang Wan's true background. Knowing now that her family was also from Yanjing, he began to piece things together. However, the exact status of Tang Wan's family remained unknown.

After parking her Range Rover in a designated VIP spot, Tang Wan led Yang Chen into a modern-looking building. The structure resembled a civilian airport, with a long row of connecting passages. In fact, on the way, Yang Chen had seen some helicopters and private jets, indicating that besides luxury cars, there were also private planes stored here.

Yang Chen was a bit taken aback. Although his wife, Lin Ruoxi, was wealthy and possibly had more capital than Tang Wan's Fenglin Group, setting up such a private airport was not something easily done.

In Yanxia, unlike the US, which has more than fifty percent of the world's private planes and numerous civilian airports, setting up such facilities was challenging due to strict airspace regulations. Yet, Tang Wan had managed to establish not only a luxury car club but also a private plane supply station, a feat akin to that of a feudal lord.

"Surprised?" Tang Wan noticed Yang Chen's astonishment and turned back with a proud smile.

Yang Chen nodded, smiling playfully, "I'm increasingly convinced that Chairman Tang is a remarkable woman."

Tang Wan smiled, pursing her lips, "Women often like men because they can't understand them. Though it's not as apparent, men occasionally feel the same about women. It's a good situation."

Yang Chen shrugged, finding it hard to disagree. In his experience, men could never fully understand women.

As they entered a lavishly decorated hall, the club's manager, a middle-aged, elegant woman in a uniform, approached Tang Wan respectfully and said, "Chairman, Young Master Tang Jue is at the resting area of the first track."

"Who is the person racing against Young Master Tang? Have you investigated?" Tang Wan asked with a serious expression.

The manager nodded, "Yes, we have. It's Mark Webber, one of the lead drivers for the Red Bull Racing Team from Austria. He has won the German Grand Prix before, and his performance in this year's World Championship has been outstanding. He is one of the hottest top racers in the world."

"Why would someone like him come here? Who brought him?" Tang Wan asked, puzzled.

The manager replied, "It was Young Master Ning who brought him. Young Master Ning and Mr. Webber are friends from abroad. Webber came to Zhonghai to participate in a local race, and since he had some free time, he decided to come here for fun. Unexpectedly, Young Master Tang Jue..."

"Got addicted to gambling again, didn't he?" Tang Wan rubbed her forehead in frustration, suddenly realizing something. "Did you say Young Master Ning? Which Young Master Ning?"

"The one from the Ning family in Yanjing, Ning Guodong," the manager replied.

"Oh, it's him." Tang Wan seemed to understand the situation.

Yang Chen, who had been standing beside them, couldn't help but smirk. It seemed he and Ning Guodong were destined to cross paths. Coming to help Tang Wan, he ended up encountering someone brought by Ning Guodong.

But since it was Ning Guodong's friend, Yang Chen felt he didn't need to hold back. He had always disliked those pretty boys who ogled other people's wives, Yang Chen thought to himself with a serious expression.