After listening to some trivial matters from the person in charge, the group arrived at the rest area of the first track.
Although it was called a rest area, it was actually a spacious living room. Sunlight shone in through the transparent tempered glass windows. The heater was turned on inside, and many of the indoor plants appeared delicate and beautiful. The environment was very pleasant.
"You're really willing to spend money." Yang Cheng couldn't help but sigh as he looked around at the luxurious facilities.
Tang Wan smiled. "If you're careful with your spending, no one will be willing to come to a place like this. People who come here are not afraid of expensive things, but they are afraid of not being expensive. "
Yang Cheng nodded in agreement.
As they spoke, they could clearly see a few figures at an empty parking lot in front of them.
Sure enough, it was the Ning Guodong that Yang Cheng knew. However, he wasn't wearing a suit today. He was only wearing an Armani casual shirt and a garish scarlet tie. He looked as elegant as ever.
Beside Ning Guodong was a Western man with a somewhat thin face but extremely strong bones. His unshaven beard was quite masculine. He wore a colorful cap and held a bottle of Martell in his hand. He was talking and laughing with Ning Guodong, taking a sip of wine from time to time.
A huge silhouette suddenly rushed over and shouted, "Big sister! Sis! "
Yang Cheng took a closer look and saw that it was a standard burly man from the north. He had curly hair and a square face. He was more than 1.9 meters tall and seemed to weigh more than 100 kilograms. His nostrils were especially large, and he wore a large leather coat. He looked annoyed and unwilling, and a little childish.
Such an expression and such a physique formed a sharp contrast that made Yang Cheng almost burst out laughing.
"How many times have I told you not to gamble all day? When are you going to change that stupid habit of yours?" Tang Wan stood in front of the burly man. Although she was looking up at him, she used the tone of an elder to lecture him.
The burly man lowered his head and looked a little wronged. He said in a hoarse voice, "That Ning Guodong brought the foreigners here to show off. As a child of the Tang family, shouldn't we inherit the fine tradition of our ancestors and rise up to resist?"
"Rise up to resist? You can use a kitchen knife. Why are you using a car to race? Are you a racer? Or did you race against the Eight-Nation Alliance? Do you think it's the Olympics?! "Tang Wan asked.
The man smiled and pretended to be cute. He stretched out his hands to hold Tang Wan's slender arms and shook them. "Sis … Sis, you're the best. Help poor Tang Jue … That 599 GTO is my birthday gift. How can I lose it to him?"
Yang Chen, who was watching from behind, almost fainted. The man's tone and actions were simply infuriating. How could he stand it?!
Some of the staff and bodyguards at the side were used to it. It was really hard on them.
At this moment, Ning Guodong walked over with Weber. When they saw Tang Wan, they greeted her intimately. But when he saw Yang Cheng, Ning Guodong's face turned ugly.
"Why are you here?" Ning Guodong asked with a frown. Although he had seen the scene of Yang Cheng and Guo Xuehua reuniting at the Yang Family's military courtyard, he only had a glimpse of it. He didn't know what happened after that.
From Ning Guodong's point of view, there must be a mistake for Yang Cheng to be a descendant of the Yang Family. Not to mention that there was no news from Beijing, so he was sure that Guo Xuehua recognized the wrong person.
"Why can't I be here?" Yang Cheng raised his brows and asked.
Ning Guodong sneered, "Do you know how much membership fee you have to pay to come here? Your salary might not even be one-tenth of it. "
Tang Wan said calmly, "Yang Cheng is my friend. I asked him to help me compete with Mr. Weber."
As soon as she said that, not only did Ning Guodong look at Yang Cheng in surprise, but Tang Jue, who was begging Tang Wan for help, also widened his eyes and looked at Yang Cheng carefully. In Tang Jue's opinion, Yang Cheng was just a nobody. He didn't expect him to be his sister's friend, and a reinforcement?
As he looked at him, Tang Jue's eyes became a little ambiguous …
"Miss Tang, are you sure you're not joking with me and my friend?" Ning Guodong asked with a weird smile. In his opinion, Yang Cheng challenging Weber was simply a fantasy.
He felt that even if Tang Wan were to hire a taxi driver on the street, he would still be more reliable than Yang Cheng.
Weber couldn't understand Mandarin, so he asked the translator to explain it to him.
When he knew that this young man with the surname Yang wanted to compete with him again to win back the car that he had lost, he grinned at Yang Cheng with great interest.
Obviously, a real expert wasn't afraid of challenges and would only look forward to different opponents.
Weber wouldn't look down on Yang Cheng just because Yang Cheng didn't look very good. Only by respecting each and every racer could one stand at the top of the world.
Yang Cheng was a little confused by their words, so he immediately asked Tang Wan and the rest to stop, "I still haven't figured out what's going on. What car gambling, race, and winning back the car? Tell me in detail."
"I'll talk, I'll talk!" Tang Jue volunteered as if he, the "culprit", had nothing to do at all. He acted as the narrator and explained everything that had happened in the past hour.
It turned out that Tang Jue was bored in Beijing, and he had nothing to do after coming to Zhonghai with Tang Wan. Therefore, his main activity was to play in the various amusement facilities under the Maple Group.
Today, he happened to be at the racing club, playing with a few new sports cars. Coincidentally, Ning Guodong, who happened to be in Zhonghai, also brought his friend Weber here to have fun.
Ning Guodong and Tang Jue were probably the type that didn't see eye to eye. Therefore, they talked about the race and the like without saying much.
When Ning Guodong talked about how good his friend Weber was, Tang Jue was instantly reminded of the glorious revolutionary ancestors who had to fight against the foreign devils …
Therefore, Tang Jue gambled with Weber on cars. Whoever lost would have to give the other party's car to the winner.
In the end, Tang Jue lost his face and his car. However, Tang Jue felt that something was amiss. That Ferrari 599 GTO was a gift from his sister, Tang Wan. How could he lose it? Not to mention that there weren't many of those cars in the world, it had a different meaning.
After that, Tang Jue called Tang Wan for help, hoping that Tang Wan could help him get his car back.
Yang Cheng was depressed after listening to it. He felt that he was here to clean up after Tang Wan's stupid brother.
"Hey, Brother-in-law, are you really good at driving? Can you win? "Tang Jue let go of Tang Wan and went to Yang Cheng's side. He hooked his arm around Yang Cheng's neck and asked.
"Little brat! What nonsense are you talking about?! " Tang Wan's face blushed as she kicked Tang Jue's thigh. Evidently, she was familiar with it.
Tang Jue awkwardly took a few steps back and said timidly, "Sis, you've never brought a boyfriend before. Now that one is here, how can it not be brother-in-law …"
Tang Wan really wanted to smack this good-for-nothing brother of hers to death. She gnashed her teeth and glared at him before she said to Yang Cheng, "I'm sorry, but he's just spouting nonsense. Don't take it seriously."
"If I took it seriously, I would have lost." Yang Cheng touched his forehead and wiped his sweat.
Tang Wan rolled her eyes at him before she turned to Ning Guodong, who was stunned. "Young Master Ning, you should know the price of that Ferrari 599 GTO. That's a birthday gift that I gave to my good-for-nothing brother. Although he lost the bet, he should at least give us a chance to regain some ground. What do you think? "
"Miss Tang, there's no reason for us to take a step back on the gambling table, right?" Ning Guodong smiled evilly.
Tang Wan knitted her brows and pondered briefly before she said, "How about this? I'll get Yang Cheng to pick a car from my garage and race with Mr. Webber. If we lose, the car that Yang Cheng picked will belong to Young Master Ning and Mr. Webber. If we win, we only want the Ferrari back. What do you think?"
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