Chapter 40 - A Female Anchor Who Doesn't Worship Money? [1]

"Miss Zhao, I'm really sorry, we are helpless..."

The manager was about to explain, but Zhao Hongying just lost her temper and continued to yell: "Hehe, your 4S shop is really awesome, you dare to sell my friend's car, tell me, which awesome guy did you sell it to! "

"I want to see who is so arrogant!"

Zhao Hongying was trembling with anger, and the chill on her face grew stronger.

"It's Young Master Ye."

The manager had no choice but to report Ye Feng's name.

"What, Ye Feng???"

Zhao Hongying was stunned for a moment, and then she was furious, "What do you mean, I can't provoke Ye Feng?!"

"Miss Zhao, we didn't want to sell it at first, but Young Master Chen is here. We are part-time workers after all, so we dare not go against his wishes."

The manager didn't dare to breathe, so he could only throw the blame away.

"Hehe, it turns out that Chen Zixun also has a share."

"Okay, just wait for me!"

Zhao Hongying's complexion became more and more ugly, although her father repeatedly stated that it is forbidden to provoke the Ye family.

But this grudge, I remembered it today.

At the same time, she also felt guilty towards Zhu Hong, because he believed in himself, he came to Jinling to order a sports car to prepare for tonight's racing meeting.

I never thought that I was cut off by Ye Feng.

"Young Master Zhu, I'm really sorry for this, how about I lend you a sports car."

Zhao Hongying said apologetically.

"It's okay, as long as you have good driving skills, any car can run the same."

Although Zhu Hong was upset and wanted to beat Ye Feng up, that was the only way he could do it now.

Zhu Hong had heard Ye Feng's name before, and he was an out-and-out prodigal son.

He used to find all sorts of excuses to shirk in the previous races, so why did he figure it out this time and want to show his face?

As long as he dares to go, Zhu Hong has the absolute confidence to humiliate him. After all, his driving skills are comparable to professional racing drivers!

Since the race car is prohibited from disturbing the people, the start time of the race was chosen after twelve o'clock in the evening.

The address was chosen on the Yangtze River Expressway, a lane with few people.

Participants, regardless of whether they are racing cars or not, each need to pay an entry fee of 10,000 yuan and a registration fee of 100,000 yuan as a reward for the champion.

The registration fee is not much, and even the rich second generation who live on pocket money can afford it if they save a little.

After all, it is also a good choice to get acquainted with each other and establish a good relationship with other rich second generations.

In addition to racing, another important function of the race meeting is communication, but you have to pay an admission fee to enter.

Soon, the funds in the prize pool accumulated to more than 10 million.

Among them, in addition to the rich second generation who participated in the race car, there were also people from other circles, many of whom were girls.

Their purposes are different, some are looking for investment, while others are purely for winning.

On both sides of the Yangtze River Expressway, there are huge crowds of people, even the uncles and aunts selling suppers rushed over after hearing the news, for fear of starving the gang of spoiled rich children.

"Young Master Ye, why don't you bring a girl with you?"

"Where is sister-in-law?"

"And what about your super capable bodyguard girl?"

After entering the arena, Chen Zixun asked curiously. Although he didn't race cars, he brought a girl over to socialize.

"Yunxiang has worked so hard during this period, I will let her rest well after get off work."

"As for Cen Fangling, she needs to practice at this time."

Leaning against the side of the car, Ye Feng said lightly.

"This is Ye Shao, he is as handsome as the rumors say."

"Hi Young Master Ye, my name is Tang Siying, and I'm an anchor of Douyu."

The beautiful woman beside Chen Zixun stretched out her hand to say hello to Ye Feng.

"Hello."

Ye Feng went to shake hands with her politely.

Suddenly, he felt Tang Siying's fingers ticking his palm.

This is a very provocative gesture.

After the two separated their hands, Tang Siying only showed a sweet smile like a normal person.

"Young Master Ye, Miss Tang is pretty. I wouldn't let ordinary people shake hands with her."

Chen Zixun said with a smile, he regards Ye Feng as a brother, not to mention that Ye Feng has a girlfriend, he doesn't mind this kind of action.

"Your girlfriend?"