The president's sky-high baby

Under Xiang Haiqing's constant anticipation, the Chongtian remote control car finally stopped, and the car made the sound of wheels sliding on the track.

Xiang Haiqing curled up in Nangong Yue's arms, while the other party had a gloomy and handsome face, and tightly covered Xiang Haiqing's ears with both hands.

After the car stops!

Nangong Yue untied the protective gear they were wearing, and he got out of the car first to pick up Xiao Haiqing.

Stern eyes swept to the staff standing aside, "I want to know, what is the usual speed of your remote control car?"

"This ----- if you follow the normal speed, it should be about 180 miles per hour."

Nangong Yue snorted coldly, with a great sense of oppression, "If I didn't make a mistake just now, the speed of the car this time is much higher than 180 mph, am I right?"

The staff looked at Butler An, who was standing aside with a smile from beginning to end, in extreme embarrassment.

"Sir, just now before the car started, my young master explained that this place has been reserved by my young master. My young master has always liked fast games. If I remember correctly, you were the one who insisted on staying here."

Nangong Yue looked at this amiable old man with a slightly deep look in his eyes. His behavior was extremely well-behaved, as if he had been well-trained.

His eyes darkened!

No matter what kind of identity he has behind him, if he is bullied on him today, he will never make it easy for them.

"Old gentleman, we bought tickets to come in first just now, don't the tickets we bought count?"

Butler An's expression finally changed.Just when he was about to stare at him coldly, An Zimo who had just stepped down stopped his behavior in time.

"Butler An, shut up."

"It's the young master."

When Butler An heard his young master's order, he immediately stood aside respectfully.

"If I'm not mistaken, this big brother should be President Nangong of Huasheng International."

Nangong looked at him more seriously, and his eyes were full of curiosity about the young man in front of him.

"Yes, I am Nangong Yue."

The corner of An Zimo's mouth twitched into a faint smile, "My dad often mentions you, Zimo is very honored to meet you in person today."

His words aroused Nangong Yue's curiosity.

"Who is your father?"

"My master is An Weifeng, the president of Chery." Butler An interjected in time.

An Weifeng?The Chery Group that just cooperated with Huasheng?

Nangong Yue raised his eyebrows, "So it's Mr. An's young master, it's a pleasure to meet you."

An Zimo's expression was indifferent, his face was immature but his words were mature.

Nangong Yue recalled what Xiang Haiqing said earlier, and guessed in his heart, could this be the classmate "Little Fatty" that Haiqing often mentioned?

"Daddy, let's not take care of this villain, Haiqing wants to go home."

Looking at Xiang Haiqing who became weak and quiet in his arms, he rubbed her hair in distress.

This little guy must have been frightened by the speed of the car just now.

"Hai Qing, have you forgotten what Daddy taught you?"

Xiang Haiqing only felt dizzy in her head and couldn't lift up any strength in her body. She had already scolded An Zimo, a little bastard, a thousand times in her heart.

"Humph! Dad said, Haiqing can't lie or swear, Haiqing remembers it all, but I will definitely not apologize to this Xiaopang An, because he is a bad person. The teacher said, we are determined. You can't bow your head to evil forces."

Seeing Xiang Haiqing pretending to be righteous, surrounded by bodyguards who had been putting on a very cold look, they bit their lips in unison.He forcibly suppressed the urge to burst out laughing in his heart.