Underworld exchange group

Chapter 235 Speedway

Zhang Keming sat at the Eight Immortals table in the lobby, and the grand master chairs on the left and right were full of children. Aunt Zhang Shuying said: "Is the meaning of this fourth child obvious? I have no face to come back, but he wants Zhang Fan to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors. Let the Zhang family find a career for him."

Uncle Zhang Wenhe seconded: "I think that's what it means." He was the head of the Construction Bureau in Fengcheng, and he was the highest official position in the Zhang family.

The sister-in-law said: "Then help Xiaofan, after all, he is also a child of our Zhang family."

It doesn't matter what everyone said.

It depends on Zhang Keming!

Old Mr. Zhang Keming said lightly: "Our Zhang family doesn't raise people who eat nothing. He wants to give his son a future, so let him come here and say, didn't you have a lot of backbone when you left this family back then?"

Hearing that everyone has different expressions, some are anxious, some don't care, and some are gloating.

The uncle said: "People are coming, let Zhang Nian take Xiaofan to play in Fengcheng, don't chill the child's heart."

A young man who was sitting stood up. He is one of the two children of the Zhang family who can go to court. He is the son of the uncle Zhang Wenhe. Dad is optimistic.

"Brother is out"

Wei Wei jumped over and said, "Brother, what are our plans for tonight?"

Zhang Bing said: "Brother, my brother has opened a new place, and I will take my little brother to play."

Wei Wei said, "Your friends, who run either a bar or a ktv, and your elder brother is a civil servant, can he just go into that kind of place? It's not good to be photographed and posted on the Internet."

One of them, Zhang Peishun, gave Zhang Bing a wink: "Brother, I know a very interesting place with not many people."

Zhang Nian asked, "Where?"

Zhang Peishun said: "The racing track!"

Hearing this, everyone was moved immediately.

There are very few racing tracks in China. This sport is not popular in China. The main reason is the lack of events and lack of influence. The other is high consumption. The maintenance cost of the car is too high. It is not for ordinary people to play.

Zhang Peishun said: "There is a new racing club in the garden. It is said that it was founded by a beautiful boss who came back from abroad. It invested more than [-] million yuan. It covers a large area and is very standardized."

Zhang Bing said: "I've also heard about that racing club. The boss used to be the organizer of the most famous Ferrari F1 race. It is said that she returned to China to drive a car and hired a racing driver who has won the F1 Grand Prix as a coach. "

Wei Wei said excitedly: "Go racing, go racing..."

Zhang Nian said, "Then what are you waiting for, let's go."

Zhang Fan's flamboyance was ignored, he was really not interested.

Originally planning to come here and just leave, he was in a hurry to go to Baishui, but he didn't expect to make a fuss about identifying relatives, and these relatives seemed to hate him very much.

When everyone arrived, a delicate-looking female manager wearing a black skirt and stockings came out and introduced everyone to the racing club.

While walking, he introduced: "Our car is calculated according to the number of laps, and each lap is 5000 yuan. If you want to choose a more advanced car, or coach teaching, you will be billed separately. In addition, everyone is new here, you need Buy a set of racing suits, 5 yuan each..."

Hearing the manager's introduction, Zhang Fan almost couldn't hold back his blood.

Wei Wei sticks out her tongue too.

It's too scary, first you have to buy a dress and spend [-], and you have to run around for [-]!
Zhang Bing patted his chest and said, "What are you afraid of, I cover all the expenses here."

His father, Zhang Wenhu, is in charge of the billion-dollar Zhang's real estate, so why would he care about such a small expense.

Looking at Noda's racing track, smelling the smell of burnt tires in the air, and the sound of the lightning, she cried out slightly excitedly. With her screaming, a Ferrari race car whizzed by. Pass.

Wei Wei said: "Look quickly, cousin Zhang Fan, wow, so fast!"

Seeing Wei Wei being so innocent, Zhang Fan couldn't help but also smiled, this, is this our girl?

Suddenly came a voice, "The front ones are blocking the view."

Everyone turned their heads and saw a young man with his arms around the girl impatiently beckoning Zhang Fan to get out of the way.

Zhang Fan has always been kind to others, so he stepped aside.

The young man still stood up, holding a stopwatch in his hand, and said angrily: "Where did you come from, do you know that this is the finish line, you stopped the sight of the finish line, how can I buckle it?" Time."

Zhang Fan said apologetically, "Sorry, I don't understand."

The young man said: "Just a word of embarrassment is fine, do you know how well he ran this lap, just because you didn't record the time."

None of the Zhang family brothers asked for help.

Zhang Fan said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The young man said: "I'm sorry? It's the rules of the racetrack. If you go to a race, if you win, forget it. If you lose, put down 10 yuan."

Zhang Fan exclaimed in shock: "One hundred thousand!"

Paralyzed, how can there be such a bloody rule in the racetrack.

The brothers of the Zhang family still kept silent, Wei Wei wanted to speak, but was stopped by Zhang Nian, they brought Zhang Fan here to save his face, now that someone made a move, why not do it.

The young man said: "What? Can't you get it out? If you can't get it out, don't even think about leaving the gate of the racetrack."

The girl next to the young man wore heavy makeup and sneered disdainfully.

Zhang Fan was also aroused.

The young man clearly wanted to blackmail him.

"Since it's the rule of the racetrack, we can bet big if we want to."

The young man became interested: "Hey, I'm excited. How much is the bet?"

Zhang Fan said: "Bet 20!" He thought to himself, it's better to be conservative for the first time in a car race, and it will be miserable if he loses.It is estimated that carrying the racing car by myself should not win.

As soon as the price of 20 was announced, there was a burst of laughter.

The members of the Zhang family couldn't help but rolled their eyes, thinking that Zhang Fan would make a big deal, but after a long time, they only increased by one hundred thousand.

But this group of people underestimated Zhang Fan's wisdom.

According to the bet just now, the young man on the other side is guaranteed to earn without losing money, but after adding 20, Zhang Fan has a chance to win money. The amount was too much, and he felt it was too risky, so he only opened [-].

The young man said: "20 is 20!"

Wei Wei asked softly: "Cousin Zhang Fan, have you ever driven a racing car?"

Zhang Fan said, "It's the first time."

The young man laughed loudly after hearing this: "You idiot, do you think racing cars are the same as driving on the road?"

The brothers of the Zhang family couldn't help laughing too.

Fourth Uncle's son is stupid enough, paralyzed, how can there be such a relative, he just knows to take advantage of it.

Zhang Fan picked a racing car, he didn't understand anyway, so he chose it casually, put on his racing suit, and everyone took his place.

Wei Wei yelled at Zhang Fan from the stands: "Cousin Zhang Fan, come on!"

Zhang Bing said: "I'm sure I'm going to lose. This young man should be a member here, he should practice often, and he's familiar with the track here. Zhang Fan is playing racing for the first time. The difference is too great."

Zhang Peishun said: "It looks like I'm really going to lose."

The young girlfriend said lightly: "Edison is the main racing driver of the Red Bull Racing Team. No.1 in the Macau stage of F2 is the third-ranked racing driver among Chinese racers in the world. The reason why he ranks third is not because The first two are better than him, but it’s just that Edison has participated in fewer races and his total points are lower than the first two. If you only talk about single-lap speed...he can be ranked among the top ten in the world.”

A gust of wind blew, and the girl inserted her fingers into her hair and fiddled with it, with endless aloofness in her eyes.

The Zhang family brothers looked at each other after hearing this. The young man just now turned out to be a professional racing driver, and he was also a top professional racing driver. If Zhang Fan was compared with him, wouldn't he be reduced to scum in an instant?

Zhang Peishun said: "It's over, it's over, there is really no hope at all."

He pursed his lips slightly, covered his mouth with both hands, and shouted with all his strength: "Cousin Zhang Fan, come on!"

Hearing her shout, Zhang Fan gave her a thumbs up with gloves on.

The referee on the side held a flag and flicked it down.

Whoosh, Edison's car flew out.

And Zhang Fan's car roared for a while, but the car didn't drive out.

The Zhang family in the stands couldn't help but slap their foreheads, and the little cousin was sweating slightly anxiously: "Cousin Zhang Fan, come on."

It's a mess, and it turns out that it hasn't been in gear yet.

Whoosh, Zhang Fan's sports car also rushed out. Very quickly, a strong push back came, but the sports car in front had long since disappeared.

(End of this chapter)