I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

She is just a stupid woman with a lot of money. She has no power or influence in Kyoto, and her money is just waste paper.

Now this woman is trying to force another 100 million into his arms. With such an opportunity in front of him, why not take it?

He had some suspicion that Wen Wan was using a new method to bribe him in order to curry favor with the Qi family.

If so, he admitted that she had some skills, at least she made him notice her.

Before anyone could say anything more.

At this moment, a whistle was heard in the distance, which was the alarm that the game entered the final preparation time.

Wen Wan's car window slowly rose. Ji Shiyu rushed over and patted the window glass. The person inside didn't move. He had been blocked by Wen Wan.

Qi Feng gave Ji Shiyu a smug smile. After the game, he not only won a car worth 55 million, but also picked up 100 million for free. He was in a good mood and left with his lackeys.

The electronic display screen hanging high up shows the countdown.

The event entered the last 5 minutes of preparation time and the staff began to clear the venue.

Wen Wan refused to communicate, and Ji Shiyu felt a little frustrated. It was the first time he wanted to help someone so much, but was rejected. He was very sad.

I also want to build a good relationship with Wen Wan. If the timing is not right, even if she can't become his sister-in-law, she will probably let me touch her Bugatti as a friend.

He suppressed the little grievance in his heart and asked, "Brother, what should I do?"

Before he could finish his complaints to the people behind him, he was seen walking towards the participating vehicles without looking back.

"Hey? Brother! Where are you going?" Ji Shiyu exclaimed.

"Don't forget to place your bet on her."

The time sequence was heading towards a white sports car with a clear target.

"Brother." Ji Shiyu chased after him with the check in his hand and shouted, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Shi Xu opened the door of the white sports car and pulled the person out from the driver's seat.

When Ji Shiyu arrived, he just caught that person. The person was confused and took two seconds to react. When he came to his senses and wanted to step forward to argue, Ji Shiyu hooked his elbow around his neck.

When the man saw that it was Ji Shiyu, he didn't dare to struggle.

"Do you know me?" Ji Shiyu asked.

The man nodded repeatedly, "I know you, you are Young Master Ji."

"It's easy if you know me. Your car has been requisitioned."

"Master Ji, I."

"Don't worry, if the car breaks down, I will compensate you with a new one." Ji Shiyu twisted his mouth. After all, Shixu was driving, so if something really happened, who would compensate him if he didn't?

"Then thank you, Master Ji."

"polite."

Ji Shiyu made a good bet for Wen Wan, retreated to the audience seats, and looked at the white modified sports car on the timeline.

I never thought that one day he would be able to clean up the mess of time, tut tut.

It turns out that love makes people lose their minds.

Qi Feng sat in the luxurious viewing stand with women on both sides, listening to the reports from his lackeys below.

"Ji Shi and the racer he brought with him stole the car and prepared to participate in the race."

Another person nearby heard this and hurriedly asked, "Should we have our people deal with this racer first? I'm afraid he'll ruin the Second Young Master's plan."

"What are you afraid of? I'm just a third-rate racer. Even if I win a place here, it won't help. This Lamborghini Invencible is something I'm determined to get."

Qi Feng thought about how he had picked up a supercar worth 5500 million yuan for nothing. A glint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he ordered his men, "Tell them to be careful. If anyone scratches the car, I will skin them twice."

"I have followed your instructions and emphasized it again and again. They dare not."

On the playing field.

The searchlights all around made the surroundings as bright as day.

The roar of the engine was deafening, like a soldier's battle song, shocking the heavens and earth and making ghosts and gods weep.

The stands were packed with people, and the audience was shouting and whistling loudly, waving colorful flags in their hands wildly, as if cheering for this feast of speed and passion.

In front of the starting line, a number of expensive sports cars are ready to go, making bursts of roars.