R.I.J.H.S.C: THE STRONGEST BLACK BELLY BUSINESSWOMAN

Chapter 21- 30

Chapter 21: Start! The first shot of Hutai Mountain! (3)

In fact, the roads in Hutai County are not only not considered dangerous, they are actually quite spacious. Those who come to participate in the racing are also very poor people, and very few people really take their lives to play. There is almost no accident in this kind of road.

At least until now, there has been only one accident on a rainy day, and the loaned vehicle has never had an accident, so there are seams to drill when Brother Zheng is away.

It's just that Wei Sheng didn't expect to even save money for renting a car. Zhao Lei's buddies really had two things, and his money was not in vain.

"Next game?" Wei Sheng nodded.

"Dragging further, it will be hard to handle when Brother Zheng comes. When will your friend arrive? I have to give me the money first. I should pay for my friend's work." Zhao Lei was a little worried, for fear of Wei. If friend Sheng didn't come here, he would be in a bad situation, and he couldn't make a profit after spending a long time.

Wei Sheng could understand his careful thinking at a glance. He didn't even think about taking out two hundred yuan from his pocket and handing it to Zhao Lei, "If you lose these are yours, if you win, you will make up for it."

Zhao Lei took it and put it in his pocket, and said sensibly, "Don't say anything about this. It doesn't matter to me if your friend doesn't come, I will take care of it anyway."

Wei Sheng smiled, pointed to the group of young men in black leather jackets and asked, "Who are they?"

To say that Wei Sheng usually looks very casual, but she is very particular about the sense of ritual for racing. First of all, she must be exquisite in dress. She has always been in a racing suit, regardless of whether it is regular or black.

This is very important to her. For example, those who are dressed in formal clothes rarely see them falling asleep when watching a drama, just as those who are dressed in formal banquets rarely see them bow their heads and play with their mobile phones. Only the clothing of his will enhance this sense of ritual, and it makes people have a sense of seeking their own position.

For Wei Sheng, racing is an activity that must have a sense of ritual. Of course, if you don't have that condition, you can only simplify everything.

But among the group of players on Hutai Mountain, there was a group of quite formal uniforms, which surprised her. You must know that it is impossible to build a uniform and seemingly orthodox team without cash.

"That group of people? Those who came from other places to smash the game. They have won for two days in a row. Let's talk and flatten our Hutai County. Shao Liu knows that he will be anxious in the future. Today I have an appointment with them." Zhao Lei looked towards Wei Sheng. Tao.

"Who is Shao Liu?" Wei Sheng asked.

"It's not there yet, maybe."

At this moment, a whistle interrupted the conversation between several people, and the three cars ran off like wild horses, and disappeared in a moment.

Naturally, there are no real sports cars in this competition. They are all eliminated Santana, etc. There are also some wealthy boys who use Toyota or Nissan. Those who know how to do it may change the device themselves, but most people just have fun.

For example, the three cars that just drove out, obviously can only reach the level of ordinary driving, without the slightest technical content. This kind of competition can only be a pastime for these little boys and brothers, and it is really a pediatrics for Wei Sheng.