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Chapter 17: He will definitely win!

Chapter 17 He will definitely win!

Qiao Mochuan always keeps his word, so the next day he took Lin Jianxi to the Waltis Racing Circuit on the outskirts of the city.

This racing circuit in Yancheng has a long track, a large drop, and many corners. It is a very professional car sports and leisure venue. But unlike other venues open to the public, this place is mainly open to the children of wealthy families in Yancheng, and most of the people who come and go are acquaintances. When you

are tired of racing, there are supporting entertainment venues, restaurants and hotels around for entertainment, so the overall construction is more like a small resort.

After Qiao Mochuan picked up the new car, he didn't even try it himself. He let Lin Jianxi get in the car and drive around twice, and he was patiently guiding him throughout the whole process.

Liang Jun was stunned watching from the side. He couldn't help but use his elbow to poke Cao Liangwen and lowered his voice to ask: "What's wrong with Brother Qiao? Did he really get taken down by this kid?"

"How is it possible!" Cao Liangwen sneered, "Don't you know him? Who else has he had in his heart besides the eldest young master of the Lin family for so many years?"

"But if he just wanted to find a substitute, would he have to be so concerned? He's busy running around. The welfare home has sent people there twice. Don't tell me he's really become a philanthropist."

"You think too much. He didn't succeed. He's still excited. He has to be more attentive." Cao Liangwen looked indifferent.

While talking, Lin Jianxi and Qiao Mochuan got out of the car one after another. They immediately shut up tacitly, but a low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind them.

"Mr. Qiao, you look so excited."

The speaker was Jin Wenxun, the eldest son of Jin's Real Estate. He was approaching slowly with his arm around a pretty boy's waist. "The new car is nice."

"Your Zero Front ETS is slightly better." Qiao Mochuan raised his eyes and glanced at the modified racing car in front of him, and said indifferently.

He was telling the truth. The engine and chassis of this car were first-class. He actually had his eyes on it earlier, but he was busy with Adler's project at the time, so he was a step late and it was won by Jin Wenxun.

So when Jin Wenxun heard it, he immediately showed a smug look on his face, and he had to wave his hand hypocritically and politely: "Oh, actually there is not much difference, but since we met by chance, why don't we compete in the last round?"

"Forget it today." Qiao Mochuan rolled up his sleeves nonchalantly, revealing a little bruise on his arm, and said lazily, "My hand is injured and it is not convenient to compete."

"Really? That's a pity." Jin Wenxun pulled the corner of his lips, and said nothing, but his face suddenly turned livid.

It's just a small bruise, it will probably disappear by the afternoon, how dare you say you're injured?

Besides, weren't you quite flexible when you were teaching your lover just now? You said it was inconvenient, it's obvious that you look down on me and don't want to compete!

He felt like he had punched cotton, and he was so angry that he had nowhere to vent. His eyes rolled around and he had a new idea.

"How about this, Mr. Qiao just rests on the side and lets this little beauty next to you do it, is that okay?"

"You want him to compete with you?" Qiao Mochuan's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Of course not, wouldn't that be bullying?" Jin Wenxun laughed, raised his hand and hugged the sturdy and beautiful boy next to him, and pinched his butt twice.