No one at the scene expected that the most exciting thing about this racing was not the scene of hitting five cars in a row at the beginning.
It’s not a race for first or second place either.
This is not the moment when a champion is born.
But fifth place in the end, exciting competition!
200-speed corner overtaking and 180+ rollover drift, these two alone are enough to record a video.
The passenger door opened automatically, and the young navigator in a white sweatshirt got out of the car. He lowered his head and casually took off the sunglasses clipped to his collar and put them on himself.
On the other side, Charlie also opened the door and got out of the car.
With deafening cheers in his ears, Charlie passed the last two corners and won the recognition of everyone present.
Flashbulbs focused on Charlie.
Two tall beauties waiting at the finish line presented Charlie with flowers and ribbons.
The young man who had just won the championship also walked towards Charlie and stretched out his hand, "Hello, I am Black Hawk."
Blackhawk, second place finisher at last year's F1 circuit.
The new talented racer is highly sought after by the federal racing community.
Charlie was shocked. Black Hawk was a person on the same level as Louisa. They were people he could only stand outside the crowd or look up to outside the TV before: "Hello, I am Charlie."
"Your last corner performance was wonderful. I look forward to seeing you on the F1 track next year. If we have the opportunity, we can communicate." Black Hawk looked at Charlie solemnly.
The following were all examples given by Meng Fu to Charlie. He had only scratched the surface. Hearing the words, he just shook his head and said, "No, not as good as Meng... one ten thousandth of my teacher."
He shamelessly called him teacher.
after all…
Meng Fu was seriously teaching him the stunts of overcoming corners.
"Do you still have a teacher?" Black Eagle's face became more solemn. He took out his mobile phone and said, "Let's add a contact information."
Before that, Charlie didn't even have a chance to talk to Black Hawk. Now that Black Hawk wanted to join him, Charlie suddenly didn't feel particularly excited.
He is obsessed with racing. Like Ding Mingjing, he has studied racing. He has watched the famous videos of Black Hawk and Luisa.
Both men's corner overtaking is extremely classic.
But Meng Fu's 200-speed hairpin turn overtaking and side drifting, Charlie confirmed that no one could do these two.
With Meng Fu in front of him, Charlie no longer felt so distant from Black Eagle, so he raised his head and asked, "Do you have WeChat?"
People in the Federation don’t use WeChat.
After hearing what Charlie said, Black Eagle downloaded a WeChat account on the spot under Charlie's guidance.
After downloading WeChat, Blackhawk added Charlie.
Charlie looked up and saw that Meng Fu had disappeared. He didn't talk to Black Hawk anymore and said goodbye directly to Black Hawk, "Mr. Black Hawk, I'm leaving first."
After that, Charlie left.
Black Hawk looked at Charlie's back, straightened his expression, and said to the navigator beside him: "Charlie, at such a young age, can drift in hairpin turns at 200 speeds. His strength is unfathomable."
The navigator kept looking at Charlie's figure and said nothing after hearing the words.
"What do you think?" Black Hawk looked at his navigator.
"This technique looks a bit familiar..." The coach still didn't look away, not knowing what he was thinking.
Blackhawk turned to the coach, "What do you think?"
The coach didn't say anything. He strode directly to the broadcast room and looked at the broadcaster. "I want the whole process of the fifth racer's race."
Black Shadow is a very well-known car king in the racing world, and his coach is naturally no ordinary person. The broadcaster here recognized the two of them, nodded quickly, and found Charlie's video in the huge database.
The flight from start to finish took a total of 29 minutes.
The coach sat directly in front of the computer, adjusted the speed to four times, and watched.
Blackhawk looked at the coach's back and turned to the computer. He looked at it solemnly, but he felt strange as he looked at it.
This Charlie, his performance was very ordinary at the beginning...
Until the 25th minute, when approaching the penultimate hairpin turn, the car's original speed of 180 suddenly accelerated, and Black Hawk's spirit perked up.
The coach immediately doubled the speed and turned it off—
"Snapped-"
The computer screen suddenly goes black!
**
105.
Su Xuan and the others just watched Meng Fu come back, and no one said a word.
Meng Fu took off his glasses, with the same expression on his face as before. He waved to them casually and entered the toilet.
"boom-"
The door is closed.
Meng Fu disappeared, and other people in the hall looked at each other.
"Master, did we just take fifth place?" Su Xuan looked at Su Cheng.
Su Cheng withdrew his gaze, glanced at Su Xuan, and said lightly: "If your eyesight is not good, you can donate it."
Su Xuan: "..."
"Fifth place, 5% of the division rights," Su Xuan didn't think so much at this time, and couldn't help but murmured, "I'll tell the eldest lady the good news!"
He turned around, his face flushed with excitement, and went to get his cell phone to call Ma Cen.
The Su family has been stationed in the Federation for five years, and today, they finally made a huge step forward.
Not too high, not too low, just right in fifth place.
5% of the division right is the maximum pressure that the Su family can bear. If it is higher, it will be coveted by other forces. If it is lower, it will not be available.
Taking into account the last two turns, Su Xuan took out his phone and couldn't help but think -
Is this Meng Fu's forced control of points
When he went to school with Su Chengwei Jingke, he had seen Su Cheng's magical point control more than once.
Even the Chinese language is firmly controlled at a passing score.
Because he had seen it before, he could only think about it today. Is Meng Fu also controlling the ranking
Outside, Charlie also added Blackhawk's WeChat account and returned.
"Good boy, not bad!" Ding Mingcheng patted Charlie's shoulder excitedly, and patted him hard several times.
Charlie shook his head, "It's still because of Miss Meng..."
"I know, otherwise you wouldn't be able to do this." Ding Mingcheng glanced at him, "I just don't dare to pat Miss Meng's shoulder, so I'll borrow your shoulder."
They knew how much Charlie weighed.
With that said, Su Xuan, who was holding the phone, also came over and patted Charlie on the shoulder.
Charlie: "..."
He raised his head and was about to say something when he saw Su Cheng standing on the balcony, leaning against the floor-to-ceiling glass window with his hands behind his hands, looking at him calmly.
Charlie quickly looked at the bathroom door and said, "I'm going to use the bathroom first."
Su Di pulled him back by his collar and glanced at him, "Miss Meng is inside."
Charlie subconsciously said: "You haven't come out yet?"
"Snapped!"
Su Di hit him hard on the head, "Want to die?"
Charlie shook his head quickly, "No, second brother, I'm going to find the toilet outside..."
After Charlie finished speaking, he went directly outside.
Su Di looked at Charlie's back and was silent for a moment. Even though he was talking about Charlie, Su Di also remembered that Meng Fu had always been known as the "toilet tyrant" on Weibo.
When he was recording the show, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but now when he saw it -
Really a bit well-deserved
In the toilet.
Meng Fu sat on the toilet seat. She opened the back cover of her phone. Under the thick bottom case was a lens. A blue fluorescent light emitted from it, and instantly a blue projection about the size of a computer screen appeared in the air. .
The phone page instantly turns into a keyboard.
Meng Fu held the phone in one hand and clicked on the keyboard on the computer screen with the other.
The racing side obviously never thought that someone could hack into their firewall. Firewalls are all built into the computer system, and are even worse than the firewalls of some large domestic companies.
Meng Fu entered Duan Nei without any effort and treated the entire backstage as his own garden.
Two minutes later, she clicked the "enter" key on the screen of her phone, and then turned her phone off slowly.
The projection in mid-air disappeared, and at the same time, there were two WeChat messages on Meng Fu's WeChat.
One was sent by Li Qingning—
The plane just landed and it took an hour to clear customs.
Meng Fu: Oh.
She flipped to another WeChat message, which was sent by Xu Bochuan—
Yi Tong's grandma has been suffering from illnesses all year round and has seen many doctors to no avail. You know that's what happens when people get old. Last time he took the spices you gave him and his grandma slept peacefully as never before. Let me tell you. Thank you.
By the way, can you tell me why your spices can’t be sold
When Meng Fu saw this, he just replied lightly -
What if I die.
Xu: Huh? Then hurry up and don't do it again.
On the other end of the phone, Xu Bochuan waved his hand, took out one of the sticks from the box, broke it into two pieces, handed one half to Yi Tong, and told him to get out of here, "Get out of here before I regret it."
Yi Tong: "..."
He silently took the last half and walked away.
On Meng Fu's side, after she finished sending the WeChat message, she smiled at Xu Bochuan's reply, then stopped smiling, got up and went to the sink, lowered her eyelashes, and washed her hands slowly.
As she was washing, she couldn't help but think of the last time she returned to the village, Yang Hua told her how good a young man Yi Tong was, who built roads in the village.
Sponsor children from neighboring villages…
The only bad thing is that he pays too much attention to Meng Xun.
Meng Fu took out a piece of paper, wiped his hands dry, and sent a WeChat message back to Xu Bochuan—
Let's talk when I get back to China.
**
at the same time.
domestic.
Ma Cen was still sitting in his original position, watching TV with headphones on.
"Mom, have you transferred the three branches to the Great Elder?" Outside, a woman wearing a black windbreaker and small boots walked in fiercely.
"Yeah." Ma Cen didn't even raise his head, still looking at the TV with an expressionless expression.
This is her eldest daughter, Su Xian.
"Are you crazy?" Su Xian saw that her mother didn't care much and was still watching TV, so she came over, not knowing what to say, "The Great Elder and others are obviously here to trick you, do you also sign this?"
Ma Cen took off one of his earphones without looking away from his phone, "It doesn't matter, it's just three branches."
Su Xian sat on the side and asked strangely, "What TV are you watching?"
She came over and just wanted to see what Ma Cen was watching on TV. Outside, the Great Elder couldn't wait to come over with witnesses, "Madam, count the time, the federal results are also out, why don't we sign the transfer agreement?" ”
Su Xian sat back down and looked at the Great Elder with a smile, and raised her spirits, "First Elder, you don't have to be in such a hurry, right?"
Ma Cen still sat where he was watching TV.
The Great Elder didn't mind what Su Xian said. The next three branches were enough to make the Great Elder lose all his anger. He took out the agreement with a smile: "Miss, our agreement is written in black and white. To show our sincerity, I will give our Federation I have also taken the land deed for the street. Madam, are you going to regret it now?"
He smiled slightly.
He handed the three transfer agreements to Ma Cen and handed him the black pen he had prepared in advance.
These three people obviously have no intention of calling the federation to inquire about the results. After all, the Su family is quite self-aware. They will definitely not be able to do this black market car race with Su Xuan.
The Great Elder came to Ma Cen urgently to avoid long nights and dreams. He asked them to sign the contract while Su Cheng was away. If Su Cheng came back, the Great Elder would not dare to force Ma Cen to sign.
Ma Cen finally paused the phone in his hand and put it on the table.
What was paused on the phone was a variety show page. However, at this tense moment, no one paid attention to what variety show Ma Cen was watching. Their attention was focused on the four transfer documents.
There was an internal transfer agreement within the Su family, but the great elder also brought a lawyer to the scene.
The three copies on the left are the transfer agreements for Ma Cen's three branches, and the one on the right is the transfer agreement for the Federal Street store that the elder used as a pretense.
Ma Cen picked up an agreement on the left and flipped through it. He picked up a black pen in one hand and said calmly, "When do I, Ma Cen, speak without saying anything?"
The elder smiled when he saw that Ma Cen's attitude didn't look like he was going back on his word.
Su Xian sat next to Ma Cen and gave the elder a cold look, but said nothing.
The agreement was not long. Ma Cen flipped through page after page and finished it in less than five minutes. There were no loopholes in the transfer agreement that the great elder had hastily prepared.
Matzen opened the cap of the black rollerball pen with one hand.
Turn to the signature page on the last page, reach out, and sign it.
At this time, the mobile phone she put aside rang. It was Su Xuan's call from the Federation. Ma Cen held a pen in one hand and an earphone in the other, put it on herself, and pressed the connect button.