This tall and thin white man who spoke English with a shaggy beard and dressed in a slightly crooked suit seemed quite enthusiastic when he walked over.
Yang Chen pondered carefully, then remembered, and said, "Are you Webber?"
"Fortunately, you still remember me, oh, is this your wife, what a beautiful lady..."
Webber stepped forward, holding a glass of champagne in one hand, quite unruly.
When I saw Lin Ruoxi, my eyes lit up, and I wanted to take Lin Ruoxi's hand very gently and give him a kiss.
But how could Yang Chen let his woman be grabbed by another man and kissed, and he directly pulled Lin Ruoxi behind him, telling Webber to rush into the air.
"Oh, God, I forgot, this is China," Weber laughed awkwardly.
Lin Ruoxi asked with lingering fear: "Husband, who is he?"
"The f1 driver of the Austrian Red Bull Racing Team, Weber, was in Zhonghai before and competed with me in the Fenglin Auto Club," said Yang Chen.
When Lin Ruoxi heard it, she couldn't help but snorted softly, "I think it's going to make women happy."
The meaning of course refers to Tang Wan.
Yang Chen deliberately pretended not to hear, and said in doubt: "Why are you here."
Weber took a sip of champagne. "The F1 China Sea Grand Prix has just ended. August is the empty period. There will be the Belgian Grand Prix at the end of the month. I was invited and naturally came over to see my old friends."
At this time, Ning Guodong walked over and smiled very affectionately: "Weber has always been a bit unwilling to lose to Brother Yang last time. Coming here today, I still want to compete with Brother Yang more."
"Not bad, Mr. Yang, I have been in a better form recently, and I have practiced some new cornering skills. How does it compare with me in the last round?" Webber said excitedly.
Lin Ruoxi hurriedly pulled Yang Chen's sleeves and whispered: "Don't go, I don't want to stay here alone."
Yang Chen patted the woman's hand, feeling a little clear in his heart, and smiled evilly: "If you say that you compare, don't I have a low price? I'm here today on behalf of the Yang family, so I can't discredit the old man in my family. ."
Weber scratched his head, "Huaxia people are really troublesome, so how can you compare?"
"Unless there is a good name," Yang Chen said with a smile.
Ning Guodong seemed to think of something suddenly and said: "Why don't you just win the Grand Prix at China Overseas Station, Webber? Why don't you take your prize money as a prize."
Many people around like Biaoche, naturally like this kind of game, and quickly followed suit.
But as soon as these words came out, Weber was embarrassed.
"You guy, why are you stingy? You are the owner with an annual income of more than ten million dollars, and you still care about this little money?" Ning Guodong pretended to be dissatisfied.
Yang Chen laughed loudly, making the people around him confused.
"Brother Yang, what are you laughing at?" Ning Guodong felt something was wrong.
Yang Chen chuckled and said, "I'll talk to Weber about why he is embarrassed.
In the F1 Grand Prix, there are only trophies in each sub-station, no prizes. The income of their drivers is the annual salary, or other advertising income.
You asked Webber to take out the prize money for the championship, didn't you want him to make it out of nothing? "
In this way, everyone feels quite embarrassed. Many of them watch f1, but they all feel like a rich man. After all, f1 is a thrilling project that burns money.
But who would study how the drivers are paid in that industry
Weber breathed a sigh of relief, and Yang Chen helped him speak out, saving him of refuting Ning Guodong's face.
"Mr. Yang, it seems that you still have a good understanding of f1", Weber said with a good opinion.
Yang Chen shrugged, "This is common sense."
As soon as these words came out, Ning Guodong's face was dull even more. After all, he kept saying that he was a good friend of Weber.
Lin Ruoxi looked at Yang Chen with interest, thinking in his head, why he understood so much about these boring things.
At this time, Weber said again: "There is no bonus, but I am not poor. It is better to bet $100,000 with Mr. Yang, no matter who loses or who wins, I will take the respective bets, totaling $200,000. To donate to the children in poverty-stricken areas of China, I think US$200,000 should be enough to build an elementary school, how about it?"
Of course Yang Chen didn't have much interest, and turned around and asked Lin Ruoxi, "Wife, you can say whatever you want."
Unexpectedly, Lin Ruoxi's eyes flashed brightly, "Bi, of course, we have to compare, 200,000 US dollars, two schools can be built in the mountains!"
Yang Chen almost staggered and fell to the ground, "Didn't you just ask me not to compare?"
"I didn't say to help the kids just now," Lin Ruoxi said naturally.
Yang Chen gritted his teeth for a while, "You are so rich, why don't you donate it yourself, I only got 200,000 US dollars after I opened it, drizzle."
Lin Ruoxi gave him a blank look, "My money should be used to invest to make more money to feed more people. You pay for the gambling money. It's my business."
Yang Chen let out a long sigh, he finally understood, this woman can tell clearly: how much money can be squeezed and squeezed by her husband's money, her own money is nothing.
"Besides, this name is so nice. In order to donate to children in poverty-stricken areas, fight against foreign drivers." Lin Ruoxi shook Yang Chen's hand and said, "I know you will be safe, so you can go with confidence. ."
Everyone on the side saw the sweet interaction between the young couple, and they were a little jealous.
Ning Guodong saw Lin Ruoxi face him and Yang Chen with completely different looks and gestures. He couldn't help but bite his gums, and a few shades of shadow flashed in his eyes.
In the end, Yang Chen couldn't help his wife's overwhelming love, so he had to have a friendly charity match with Weber that was "inevitably at a loss".
The Qixi festival song and dance performance that the party was about to start was also postponed. After all, watching a road racing race would be more attractive.
The venue of the competition was set up on the ring road of the villa and the outer highway.
Since this whole piece was the Ning family's territory, it was only a sentence to seal the road.
Yang Chen sighed in his heart. As expected, being a high-ranking official of China is the most fulfilling thing. This road is also closed when it is said, and it becomes private directly!
In order to let everyone see the game clearly, the villa also specifically asked the shooting team to board two helicopters, and at the same time, the broadcast signal was received on the big TV screen in the hall of the party.
The car used by Weber is the yellow Ferrari 458 lent to him by Ning Guodong. This eight-cylinder two-door supercar launched three years ago has a larger displacement than Yang Chen's McLaren, but the overall strength is comparable.
When everything is ready, the caller fires the shot.
"Boom! Boom!"
The sound of Ferrari's engine was exceptionally loud, and a yellow lightning flashed roughly and shot it straight out!
However, Yang Chen's McLaren reaction was a little slower. After all, compared with the long-term training of professional drivers, Yang Chen always lacked some details.
But soon, because McLaren started to accelerate slightly faster, the red lightning immediately went hand in hand with the yellow body!
In the gala hall of the villa, everyone looked at the clear images shot by helicopter from low altitude on the big screen, and they couldn't help but ups and downs.
This kind of manpower and material resources requires a large amount of expenditure on entertainment projects, and only the children of Yanjing can play as they say they can.
Lin Ruoxi also stood nervously in the middle of the crowd. Yang Chen was no longer there. She subconsciously tightened her suit jacket tightly, and then regretted it a little bit. She knew she had to let him go to the game and stood alone. Among the strangers, it was a bit chilly.
At this time, a handsome waitress came over with a plate of cocktails and asked with a formulaic smile: "Miss, would you like a drink?"
Lin Ruoxi shook her head slightly, she was not a frequent drinker.
After the waitress nodded, she walked past Lin Ruoxi.
However, because of the high heels, he accidentally slipped on the floor, couldn't stand firmly, and fell down toward Lin Ruoxi!
Lin Ruoxi didn't have time to dodge, when she saw the girl completely planted on her body, that plate of liquor was spilled, splashing herself all over!
"Ah!! I'm sorry, sorry!"
The waitress didn’t fall to the ground while grabbing Lin Ruoxi, begging to apologize, "Sorry miss, I just came, I didn’t wear high heels much before, please forgive me!"
The men and women here are not to be underestimated, she, a waitress, naturally dare not offend, for fear of offending people.
Lin Ruoxi looked at the liquor all over her body, and a scent of alcohol came out like this, all wet, pressed against her body, and her eyebrows were suddenly frowned.