Speed ​​God

Chapter 95 Self-Cultivation
Leclerc was full of questions. He didn't understand why Lu Zhizhou left in such a hurry, but he immediately realized that he was angry and shouldn't talk to Lu Zhizhou. So he swallowed his doubts, refused to speak, and followed behind in silence, keeping a little distance.

Lu Zhizhou noticed and said with a slightly helpless expression, "Xia Er, I'm hungry..."

Leclerc did not look up.

When I returned home this time, my father was even weaker, bedridden, half-asleep, as if he might take his last breath at any moment, and death felt more real than ever before.

He hated that feeling of powerlessness.

However, as soon as Lu Zhizhou disappeared from sight, the thought of fear gripped his heart, and Leclerc just wanted to turn around and run to the ends of the earth.

Lu Zhizhou let out a soft breath and had to say again, "The situation was critical, and I could only act according to the circumstances. But before jumping into the water, I observed the water's surface and felt the undercurrents as I entered the sea. If anything seemed amiss, I would have turned back to shore. I won't try to be a hero."

“Charles, I am neither Alessi nor Vestapan.”

Leclerc couldn't help but burst out laughing, but he still rolled his eyes. "You don't know Max, do you?"

Lu Zhizhou said, "We didn't know each other before, but now that they've come to challenge us, if we still don't know each other, it's not arrogance but stupidity."

Leclerc glanced at Lu Zhizhou speechlessly. "So, you know you're stupid too?"

Lu Zhizhou raised his hands in surrender, "Xia Er, please don't tell my mother, otherwise she will never allow me to race again."

Leclerc really wanted to complain, but in the end he couldn't help but smile.

After a pause, Leclerc still couldn't suppress his curiosity, "How could we just leave like this? This is Monaco, where everyone is either rich or powerful. You saved his life, but you're thinking of doing a good deed anonymously?"

“No…” Lu Zhizhou drawled out the last syllable, his face serious, “No, no, no, Xia Er, I’m not a good person, I’m not that kind.”

"Did you notice?"

"The suit that man was wearing must have been custom-made in Italy, costing at least eight thousand euros, and the actual price would be even higher."

"In addition, he maintains a toned and muscular physique, which clearly indicates that he goes to the gym regularly, unlike those pot-bellied, bloated billionaires."

"This means that he is not a top figure who holds the power of life and death over others, but may be a senior manager who works for them, such as a CEO, who values ​​image and privacy."

“People like him need to keep climbing the ladder. They care a lot about negative news, but what we see is this? Not only did he fall into the sea drunk, but he was also covered in vomit, and no one even noticed his disappearance. He probably wants this to remain a secret.”

"Of course, we can stay and get his gratitude in return. He might even give me a big gift, but this gift is more or less a form of hush money, a one-time thing, and there will be no other possibility in the future. He might even avoid us and go out of his way to avoid seeing us in the future."

"However, we turned and left. It wasn't just a gesture of keeping good deeds anonymous; more importantly, our actions proved that we would keep secrets and not meddle in other people's business."

"If he really wants to express his gratitude, he will naturally come to us. At that time, the position and attitude will be different. He may even tell a version of the story he has prepared, and keep telling others that we are his saviors who opened a door to high society for us."

As they talked, Lu Zhizhou noticed that Leclerc wasn't responding—

The joke couldn't continue.

“Charles, I was just kidding, just kidding, don’t take it so seriously. I was just thinking that he probably doesn’t want others to see him in such a sorry state.”

At this moment, Leclerc finally came to his senses. Although Lu Zhizhou said it was a joke, the more he thought about it, the more sense it made. "What if he wants to express his gratitude but can't find you?"

Lu Zhizhou, “Where’s my team cap?” Leclerc only then noticed that Lu Zhizhou’s ART team baseball cap was missing. He gasped, his eyes widened, and he was speechless.

When Lu Zhizhou saw Leclerc's expression, he laughed so hard he almost fell over. Why did he feel like he was bullying an honest person?

Actually, the baseball cap was left in the sea, not left at the dock, but Leclerc actually believed it.

Leclerc thought for a moment, "What if he doesn't come knocking?"

Lu Zhizhou shrugged lightly. "Then let's forget about it. After all, we didn't choose to take the risk in the first place to get thanks, did we?"

"I just thought that when I saw a vibrant life struggling right in front of me, I should lend a helping hand within my power, right?"

Leclerc paused, stunned, and stood still.

Lu Zhizhou continued forward, then turned to Leclerc, a smile spreading across his face. "Charles, in the face of birth, aging, sickness, and death, we are all very small and helpless; but at least we should do our best to leave no regrets, right?"

"Make the most of every day we have, sing, dance, and live, and let every moment we have in our hands transform into happiness and joy to fill every little thing that follows. This is the only thing we can do, and it is what we should do."

"Good luck in the weekend's game. You're not alone in this competition."

Leclerc's nose stung with tears, and she turned her head to the side in a disheveled state, rubbing her cheeks haphazardly before awkwardly changing the subject, "Let's hurry back, you're all wet now, be careful not to catch a cold, then Blasco will probably torment you again."

Lu Zhizhou understood, but didn't expose it. He simply turned around and continued walking, his cheerful and bright laughter carried on the wind.

Leclerc quickly caught up and walked alongside Lu Zhizhou. "Ha, this is the place. I used to show off on my bicycle all the time, but I once fell pretty badly here, hahaha..."

As night deepened, laughter, echoing and swirling in the sea breeze, permeated the humid, scorching air.

Having experienced an unexpected situation and exhausted, Lu Zhizhou returned to the hotel, took a shower, and fell into a deep sleep. He slept soundly through the night and woke up refreshed in the morning.

However, Lorenzo was somewhat uneasy because Richard Mill's appointment had been canceled. Although Mill said it would be moved to the afternoon, the suddenness of the event was suspicious. Lorenzo was worried that things were going awry, his left eyelid was twitching uncontrollably, and he couldn't even focus on the exciting qualifying race.

Lu Zhizhou's situation is different. His appointment was canceled, which is not a good thing, but the initiative is not in their hands, so they might as well relax and be patient.

During the F2 qualifying race, Lu Zhizhou was completely focused, observing closely, and indeed, it was extraordinary.

Leclerc lived up to expectations, beating Alexander Albon to take pole position.

Lu Zhizhou believed that Mr. Leclerc was also witnessing this scene, and he would be happy.

Lorenzo had been worried that Richard Mille would stand them up, but in fact, he didn't. Thirty minutes before the start of the afternoon F1 qualifying session, the meeting that Lorenzo had been looking forward to took place smoothly. They were invited to visit Richard Mille's representative in the VIP lounge next to the pit area.

As soon as Lorenzo pushed open the door, before he could even greet anyone, the person standing in front of him exclaimed, "It's you!"

Lorenzo was taken aback, and followed the other person's gaze, which landed on Lu Zhizhou.

Lu Zhizhou: ?

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