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Even if Fang Yifan loses the match, I will pay the one million myself.
"Fuck!"
"Mom, come out and see the immortals!"
"Is this really something a human could do?"
"Is there something wrong with my eyes?"
Fang Yifan drove three blue race cars, navigating six consecutive bends at high speed.
Everyone's eyes were wide open.
For all speed enthusiasts, this moment is a surge of adrenaline.
At this moment, Liu Zheng had already decided that even if it meant giving up a certain number of shares, he would definitely keep Fang Yifan in their club.
This is simply genius. He felt that even the current racing god could not do what Fang Yifan was doing.
After a long stretch of straight road, Fang Yifan crossed the finish line.
Fang Yifan closed his eyes briefly, then gently opened them.
Right now, he only has one feeling: awesome!
Speed and power are pursuits that have always been in the blood of humankind.
By this time, Qiao Yingzi and Huang Zhitao had already run over.
Looking at Fang Yifan at this moment, Huang Zhitao suddenly felt as if he was radiating light.
Qiao Yingzi walked over, glanced at Fang Yifan, and then asked, "Are you alright?"
Fang Yifan chuckled softly and shook his head: "It's nothing."
There was no exaggerated hugging or anything like that between the two of them.
But now, the two of them are like an old married couple who have been together for many years.
Huang Zhitao walked quietly to Fang Yifan, then opened her mouth and whispered:
"Fang Yifan, you're amazing!"
However, her voice was too soft.
If Fang Yifan's body hadn't been enhanced, he probably wouldn't have been able to hear it.
He smiled, tilted his head back, and said, "That's right, don't you know who I am!"
Qiao Yingzi was not angry at Fang Yifan's smug look.
Instead, she glanced at him and asked, "How about we go to the rest area and rest for a while?"
Fang Yifan shook his head and rejected the suggestion.
"We'll have to wait a bit longer!"
Then, Fang Yifan looked at the racetrack.
A smile suddenly appeared on Qiao Yingzi's lips. This guy is still so childish.
After waiting for a while, Wu Kai parked the car at the destination.
He staggered off the car, his eyes filled with despair.
Because he knew that all his savings over the years were gone.
Wu Kai glanced at Fang Yifan with a complicated expression, and suddenly felt a pang of regret.
Why did I even compete against this guy?
He walked up to Fang Yifan, lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and uttered a few words.
"I lost, you're awesome."
Upon hearing this, Fang Yifan suddenly smiled.
"You're not bad either, you're just four or five minutes slower than me!"
Upon hearing this, Wu Kai's face immediately turned red.
As a driver, I know how exaggerated it is for two race cars with poor performance to have a ten-minute difference in time.
Just then, Ji Yangyang walked over and gently patted Fang Yifan on the shoulder.
"Fang Yifan, this is my uncle, and also the owner of this club!"
Fang Yifan glanced at Liu Zheng, then smiled and nodded: "Hello."
Upon seeing Liu Zheng, Wu Kai quickly nodded and said, "Hello, Mr. Liu."
Liu Zheng ignored Wu Kai and instead turned to Fang Yifan with a smile, asking:
"Young man, do you like racing?"
After hearing this, Fang Yifan shook his head and said indifferently, "I don't like it!"
"Since you like..." Liu Zheng had already guessed what Fang Yifan was going to say, so he directly said what he had prepared in his mind.
However, after saying only half of it, I suddenly realized that something seemed off.
Suddenly, his eyes widened.
How is this possible?
With such advanced racing technology, it's simply impossible for someone not to like racing.
Thinking of this, Liu Zheng chuckled awkwardly twice: "Haha, little brother, you're really funny."
"If you didn't like it, how could you drive it so well?"
Fang Yifan frowned and looked at Liu Zheng, saying, "It's just a casual drive, I'm not really that interested."
His answer silenced Liu Zheng's words once again.
His eyes darted around. "Impossible."
How could this be?
His eyes darted around, and suddenly they lit up.
It must be because Fang Yifan likes racing, but he doesn't dare tell his parents.
After all, most parents feel that racing is a dangerous sport.
Therefore, her family members objected.
Well, yes, that must be the case.
Thinking of this, he suddenly patted Fang Yifan on the shoulder seriously and said:
"I understand, you don't need to worry."
Now it was Fang Yifan's turn to be dumbfounded.
What do you understand?
What do I need to worry about?
Liu Zheng looked at Fang Yifan seriously and said, "Don't worry, I can help you persuade your parents!"
"They will definitely agree to let you become a professional driver."
"You have no idea just how talented you are. You wouldn't find anyone in the entire ** who's more talented than you!"
Chapter 738: Bole and the Thoroughbred Horse
"Once you join the racing world, you can quickly become famous and make a name for yourself, with money and fame readily available!"
Liu Zheng spoke with a hint of excitement.
He considered himself the talent scout, and Fang Yifan the thoroughbred horse.
In the future, racing history will also record that Fang Yifan, the racing god, was discovered by himself.
Fang Yifan's lips twitched slightly.
Is this just empty promises to oneself?
Fang Yifan glanced at the other person expressionlessly!
"I'm not interested."
After saying that, he wanted to leave.
However, Liu Zheng immediately blocked his way.
"You're a senior in high school now, right?"
"How are your results? They must not be very good, right? Once you participate in professional racing, you will be on the right track."
After hearing Liu Zheng's words, Qiao Yingzi, Huang Zhitao, and Ji Yangyang all had strange expressions on their faces.
Fang Yifan glanced at him and a smile appeared on his face.
"Not bad, first in the grade!"
Liu Zheng was stunned. This didn't make sense!
Are there any students who are good at studying who play with Ji Yangyang?
If Ji Yangyang knew about this, she'd probably cry herself to sleep in the bathroom.
Since it's Ji Yangyang, then it must be Chunfeng Middle School.
The top student in the district's key high school is a sure bet for Tsinghua or Peking University.
Liu Zheng changed the subject and said, "Even if you can get into Tsinghua or Peking University, will you be financially independent after graduation?"
"Once you become a professional driver, sign with our club!"
"I'll offer you an annual salary of ten million, and I can also help you get sponsorships. What do you think?"
Wu Kai, who was standing to the side, suddenly widened his eyes. When he came back, the annual salary he signed was only one million.
Fang Yifan shook his head, smiled, and said, "I already said, I won't become a professional race car driver, I want to become a scientist!"
Upon hearing this, Liu Zheng's lips twitched slightly.