Mr. President is too paranoid

When Sister V heard Situ Yan asking herself if there was a racing competition in the Son of Wind Heavy Motorcycle Club today, a smile appeared on her face: "Today is the weekend, of course there will be a race, but the race will be in the afternoon, Yan Zi, you will be here at noon Let's eat."

"Okay." Situ Yan immediately said, riding her beloved Augusta motorcycle from home to the club, the originally depressed mood has become more comfortable, she picked up the helmet: "I'm going to go for a run, it's been a long time Come and run."

Familiarity with the venue is a very important part of playing heavy motorcycles on the track. Situ Yan's ability to have this kind of awareness proves that she is already quite professional in playing heavy motorcycles. Of course, she is definitely not as good as a professionally trained racer, but like It can be said that it is very rare for a girl of her age to have this level.

Even in the entire Zonda Heavy Motorcycle Club, there are not many people who are better than Situ Yan. When Situ Yan rode the Augusta motorcycle, some people who were racing on the track looked at her one after another. Those who were familiar with her also gave her a welcome gesture.

A heavy-duty motorcycle club does not just provide a track site, but is also equipped with related supporting facilities, including a repair shop and shops that provide racing suits, helmets, etc. It even sells complete vehicles and provides services for modified vehicles .

Of course, the membership fee of the club is also expensive, and members can enjoy a lot of convenience, and these are all reflected in the membership fee.

However, a heavy motorcycle club like this certainly cannot be compared with a supercar club. There is a gap in terms of scale and investment, but it is enough for heavy motorcycle players.

When Situ Yan started to run fast on the track, she was dressed in a black racing suit and the black Augusta motorcycle under her seat seemed to be transformed into a black lightning. At this time, she looked so cool that she had no friends.

When the speed reaches a certain level, the stimulation brought by the speed becomes a pleasant feeling.

What does it feel like when a person rides a heavy locomotive at a speed of more than 260 kilometers?The whole person needs to lie behind the front windshield, and the adrenaline makes people involuntarily excited to the peak. When you get used to the speed of more than [-] kilometers per hour, the feeling of [-] kilometers per hour and [-] kilometers per hour is basically the same.

At this speed, a small oncoming pebble on the road is enough to destroy your car, but riders who love heavy motorcycles often pursue this kind of explosive feeling.

Situ Yan's top speed on the track was 270 [-] kilometers per hour. It is said that a master of the Zonda Heavy Motorcycle Club once ran at a speed of more than [-] kilometers per hour, which is a real breakthrough.

When the speed reaches a certain level, instead of the feeling of speeding, you will feel that everything around you has slowed down. The sharp contrast brought by this speed is thrilling and intoxicating.

Situ Yan only raced once at a speed of 270 [-] kilometers per hour. After that time, she never dared to go to that speed again. At the level of a professional high-speed track, racing to [-] kilometers on this track is basically death. She pursues the excitement of speed, but she never thought of ruining her young life on the track.

After a few laps, the peak speed just exceeded [-]. Situ Yan felt that she was in a good state today, and she began to look forward to the afternoon race.

The members of the Son of the Wind Heavy Motorcycle Club are all wealthy people. The richer they are, the more they value their own lives. This is basically the same for everyone, so Situ Yan feels that he can run in the afternoon race There should not be many people who reach more than [-]. As long as I can run to more than [-], the possibility of victory will not be small...

At noon, I ate at the small restaurant of the club. The club provides food and drinks for free. Of course, if you want to enjoy high-end ingredients and drinks, you need to pay for it yourself. Situ Yan asked for a set meal and ate very happily. Girls of her age In this kind of weather, most of them either go out to play with their boyfriends or spend time in various cram schools. She thinks her lifestyle is very chic, and she enjoyed it very much before.

Situ Yan's older brother, Situ Yun, had a hard life when Situ Yan was a child, so after the economic improvement, he was extraordinarily generous to his only sister financially. As long as Situ Yan's request was justified, Situ Yun would basically not refuse. .

But just because she had suffered a lot since she was a child, Situ Yan is not that kind of extravagant girl. Apart from car racing, she really doesn't have any extravagant hobbies.

The girl with short hair and neat black racing suit was sitting alone in a corner of the small restaurant eating a set meal. She looked very handsome but a little lonely.

After dinner, Situ Yan went to Ms. V's room to take a nap. This is Situ Yan's privilege. Except for Situ Yan, Ms. V's room will not be open to anyone in the club, and other members will be very honest I don't want to move this idea, even though Ms. V is really a very mature and attractive woman.

Sister V's "husband" is also the owner of the Zonda Heavy Motorcycle Club. I rarely come to the club.

At 02:30 in the afternoon, Situ Yan was woken up by the alarm on her mobile phone. The two-hour nap made the girl who had insomnia last night look radiant. I was surprised to see Miss V sitting with two middle-aged people.

One of the two middle-aged men was wearing a beige windbreaker, with a Chinese character face that was not angry but mighty. Situ Yan recognized him. He was the owner of the Son of Wind Club, Mrs. V's man Zhuang Rui.

Situ Yan has a bad impression of Zhuang Rui, because this guy has a wife but still doesn't know her clearly with Sister V. It's really contradictory. Situ Yan recognizes that Sister V is Zhuang Rui's mistress, but she doesn't care about supporting Sister V. Zhuang Rui's impression was terrible.

But even though she had a bad impression of Zhuang Rui, the relationship between Zhuang Rui and her brother Situ Yun was very good, and it was said that the two of them had a lot of business cooperation, so Situ Yan still had a good relationship with her brother. I have to say hello to Zhuang Rui.

But she didn't rush over, but looked at the three people sitting there from a distance.

The reason why Situ Yan didn't rush over was because she felt a little strange.

Who is Zhuang Rui?That is an invisible rich man in this city. Even Situ Yan's elder brother, Situ Yun, who is known as the Emperor of the Night, puts himself in a slightly lower position in front of Zhuang Rui. Of course, this is not shameful, although Zhuang Rui and Situ Yun's status is about the same, but Zhuang Rui is more than a round older than Situ Yun, so he can be regarded as Situ Yun's senior.

It is normal for Situ Yun to lower his posture a little under such a situation where two people are on equal terms.

Even her elder brother lowered his posture in front of Zhuang Rui, Situ Yan couldn't figure out who could make Zhuang Rui look respectful.

But now Zhuang Rui looked respectful in front of the middle-aged man sitting opposite him, Situ Yan felt that Zhuang Rui looked very doggy now.

With the mentality of watching jokes and being curious, Situ Yan deliberately walked over to say hello: "Uncle Zhuang!"

Zhuang Rui was talking to the middle-aged man, when he heard Situ Yan's shout, he turned his head and laughed immediately: "Isn't this a swallow, hehe, your brother calls me Brother Zhuang, why do you call me uncle? Isn't that calling me Are you old?"

The middle-aged man sitting opposite Zhuang Rui glanced at Situ Yan and said with a smile, "Whose family does this child belong to?"

Situ Yan hadn't seen the middle-aged man's appearance clearly because of the angle. Only now did she realize that although the man seemed to be only middle-aged, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and the white hair on his sideburns showed that he was actually older than him. The first impression is much greater, this middle-aged man is actually an old man.

"Brother, this is Situ Yun's younger sister, named Situ Yan." Zhuang Rui quickly introduced to this person, who smiled and extended his hand to Situ Yan: "I am Zhou Hang."

This old man who looks like a middle-aged man is Zhou Hang, the owner of Yeguiren Bar. Zhou Hang has withdrawn from the underground world of this city for a long time, but now there are many people who can call the wind and rain in the underground world of this city. They were all his younger brothers, including Zhuang Rui, the owner of the Son of Wind Heavy Motorcycle Club.

In fact, Zhuang Rui also felt very strange why Zhou Hang came to the heavy motorcycle club he opened today. He heard his lover Xiao V call and told him that Zhou Hang was coming, and immediately put down a business deal he was discussing. For Zhuang Rui, a business can be negotiated at any time, but there are not many opportunities for him to meet his elder brother back then.

As Zhou Hang got older, he seldom appeared in Yeguiren Bar, and when he got old, he started to go out for a walk instead. Eight out of twelve months in a year were spent traveling in other places, and sometimes At home and sometimes abroad, the erratic Shenlong can't see the beginning and the end. It's really hard for Zhou Hang's little brother like Zhuang Rui to see him.

It's not that Zhuang Rui has anything to ask for Zhou Hang. In fact, with his current wealth and status, he really doesn't have anything to ask for his boss back then. He has never had the chance to repay the kindness he received from Zhou Hang in the past, and seeing Zhou Hang a few more times is already a great comfort to Zhuang Rui.

Situ Yan didn't know who Zhou Hang was, but seeing Zhuang Rui's attitude towards Zhou Hang, she certainly knew that the old man in front of her was not an ordinary person.