Godly Rich System: So what if a real heiress has a few hundred million?

Before Shen Zhile could speak, just when Gu Cheng thought Sister Le was about to give up, he heard—

"No need, just dye it pink."

"Don't dye your Koenigsegg yet, I'll send you a car later."

She wanted to see what would happen to the pink car on the road.

Worried that some people might be afraid because they recognize Koenigsegg, she brought in a mid-priced car to test it out and see what would happen.

Gu Cheng didn't say anything more after hearing this, thinking that if this situation happened, it wouldn't be Sister Le who would be bullied.

But this behavior is indeed quite bad; he himself has seen it many times while driving on the road.

"Okay, no problem, I'll make sure Sister Le looks gorgeous!"

Shen Zhile smiled and handed over a card, "There's fifty million in here. Go buy yourself a car, and I'll give it to you."

Gu Cheng looked at the card in front of him and choked on his own saliva.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Sister Le, did you really just hand over 50 million so easily?!"

The man standing to the side was also dumbfounded.

Fifty million was just given away so easily?

Who is this Sister Le?!

Even a rich kid like him can't give away 50 million at once, so how wealthy must he be!

Shen Zhile pointed to the race car, "I really like the car."

I'll need to come here for car maintenance later.

Shen Zhile propped her chin on her hand. Although this place was a club, it only had expenses and not much income.

It usually involves a group of rich young men getting together to play, each contributing a little money.

But Shen Zhile felt that this could be a good achievement, given his powerful connections, and that he could provide a satisfactory answer to the test paper.

Gu Cheng looked at Shen Zhile. He wasn't stupid, so he naturally understood what Shen Zhile meant.

However, he was still a bit bewildered when he suddenly found that he could make a profit from it, something that had always been a pastime.

"How about it?

I'll invest, you handle the execution.

The two men's leap was so great that the man standing next to them was dumbfounded.

He thought it was a gift of money, but it turned out to be an investment to help Brother Cheng make the club bigger and stronger.

It seems he's not smart enough to inherit the company, so he'll have to marry a smart wife to help him manage it!

My dad was right after all.

If you're not good enough, marry a good one!

Gu Cheng thought for a moment and nodded, "Alright! Then let's take advantage of President Shen's lead!"

Shen Zhile smiled and nodded, then turned her head away.

Meanwhile, the match is about to begin.

The starting girl raised her hands and walked out from the roadside to the middle of the road. At this moment, the roar of racing cars sounded, and when the girl gave the order, many racing cars sped off.

Shen Zhile casually steered the wheel, pressing the accelerator to the floor.

This intense push-back sensation sends adrenaline soaring.

Gu Cheng swallowed hard, feeling a little nervous as it was his first time sitting in the passenger seat.

Gripping the handle above his head tightly, he swallowed hard. "Sister Le! Can...can we go slower?"

Gu Cheng rarely sees Sister Le driving, and now he's genuinely a little scared!

I'm really afraid that Sister Le might accidentally pull off a double kill!

Shen Zhile chuckled, her ears filled with the roar of engines, "Don't worry about my driving skills."

Gu Cheng didn't dare to speak, afraid that his words would distract Sister Le.

Eyes wide open, as if afraid of missing a single detail.

Those in the audience watched as the little pink car sped away, leaving them unable to even see its rear end.

Then I saw Little Pink's figure on the big screen.

"Holy crap! I told you there was nothing wrong with the pink car I believed in! Now everyone's looking at the back of the car!"

"No, nobody said the little pink car was that awesome!"

"What's wrong with that damn dog? It can't even outrun Little Pink?"

"I'm raising the flag for the pink car!!"

The stands were bustling with activity, with people chanting the names of the cars they supported.

What was supposed to be a friendly warm-up match has turned into what seems like a formal competition.

The crowd's emotions were stirred up.

Shen Zhile looked in the rearview mirror and saw the car following closely behind.

"That damn dog really lives up to his reputation as a racing king; he's got some skills!"

Gu Cheng naturally recognized whose car it was, but he didn't expect Sister Le to be such a skilled driver, able to leave Dead Dog's car behind.

Shen Zhile glanced at it and smiled, "Orange, you've got her hand in yours."

"what?"

Before Gu Cheng could react, the car suddenly lurched forward, leaving the car following closely behind behind.

"Woc!"

Gu Cheng was terrified.

He gripped the handle tightly, feeling as if his soul had left his body.

No one told him it would be so exciting before he got on the bus!

Gu Cheng wanted to cry but had no tears.

Goodbye, Mom, I'm setting sail tonight.

Shen Zhile gripped the steering wheel tightly, his eyes focused and burning with passion, as if the whole world had shrunk to just the winding racetrack in front of him.

The roar of the engine filled her ears, and each acceleration made her heart pound in unison.

She finally understood why rich people seek thrills.

In the monotony of daily life, only extreme sports can make you feel an adrenaline rush and a sense of meaning in life.

This feeling is amazing; everything is in my own hands.

With his superb driving skills, Shen Zhile only had the racetrack in his eyes.

But this was tough on Gu Cheng, who was standing to the side wishing she could curl up into a ball.

Omg!

Help!

Sister Le's driving is absolutely terrifying!

Gu Cheng also enjoys the feeling of racing, but he has never tried such a reckless driving style.

After all, I have too many concerns about myself, so I don't dare to do anything too extreme.

Shen Zhile saw the dead dog chasing closely behind him and tried to find an opening to overtake it.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhile's lips curled up slightly.

Want to overtake?

It's not that easy.

Her feet acted like a precise metronome, steadily controlling the depth of the accelerator pedal. Each press was just right, allowing the race car to unleash its most powerful performance.

At a sharp turn, Shen Zhile's eyes narrowed, and he quickly downshifted and gently turned the steering wheel.

The car body moved like a nimble cheetah, skidding along the inside of the curve, the tires screeching against the ground and emitting wisps of smoke.

Such a superb scene made Shen Zhile a little excited. "Gu Cheng, how was it?"

Did you feel the speed and passion?

From driving to accelerating, Shen Zhile remained completely calm, only feeling absolute confidence and control.

She found that the one Xiao 8 gave her was really useful!

Gu Cheng's voice trembled, "Sister! You are my only sister!"

My mom may have three sons, but she can't live without me!

When Gu Cheng saw the car accelerate around the bend, he felt like his heart had stopped.

That's a bit too much!

However, Dead Dog hesitated slightly at this bend, and Shen Zhile instantly pulled away by a large distance.

Shen Zhile felt every vibration of the race car, and every subtle feedback felt like a silent communication with her.

Honey, faster!

She silently chanted in her heart, and the steering wheel in her hands seemed to be an extension of her body, precisely directing the race car to move forward.