The four girls bent down and entered the water from both sides, causing ripples. Fan Bo in the other pool had long been lost in the fragrance and couldn't extricate himself. His slightly stiff body finally relaxed completely. Lei Fang glanced at Fan Bo, revealing a contemptuous smile, and then fell on Wen Liang. For so many years, no man has ever been able to resist the attack of the Twelve Beauties. Wen Liang was young and full of blood, so naturally there would be no exception.
After a while, Wen Liang sat up from the water and said with a smile: "Master Lei, being pressed by the beauties does relieve my fatigue, but pressing again won't be as simple as relieving fatigue, why don't we just go?"
Lei Fang had seen many of the sanctimonious guys showing their ugly side in this ecstasy cave, so he couldn't help but marvel at Wen Liang's calm and composed performance. In addition, he was a friend recommended by Ning Xi, so he had already regarded him as a person of some importance. He stood up from the water, and immediately a beautiful woman brought him a bathrobe to help him put it on, saying, "Then listen to Mr. Wen, stay in the room and hold your breath, come on, I'll take you to another exciting activity."
Wen Liang glanced at Fan Bo, but he was no longer visible in the crowd of red-faced people. Lei Fang followed his line of sight and said with a smile, "Teacher Fan, please stay here. Someone will take him back to his room later."
Wen Liang didn't say anything more. People face too many temptations in their lives. Whether they can survive or not depends on their determination and luck. He has no interest in interfering, nor is he obliged to save them. Since his rebirth, Wen Liang has been moving forward at a fixed pace. Except for the people he cares about, others either keep up with his pace or are left far behind. There is no third possibility.
After leaving the restaurant, a Bugatti EB110SS stopped at the door. Wen Liang looked at Lei Fang in astonishment. Lei Fang seemed to enjoy Wen Liang's surprised expression and laughed, "You and Sister Xi are good friends. Don't you know what activities people like me will have at night?"
Recalling Ning Xi's crazy driving, Wen Liang felt a palpitation in his heart and asked, "Are you also a member of JSCC?" (For details, see Chapter 190 of Volume 3, Dandelion Night. The foreshadowing of the character Lei Fang was actually very early.)
"After all, I have the best relationship with Sister Xi in this generation's circle."
This super sports car, which was comparable to the McLaren F1 at the time, accelerates from 0 to 100 kilometers per hour in . seconds, with a top speed of 51km/h and a horsepower of 611. The blue body is vast and melodious, the lift-up doors are majestic and unique, and the perfect streamline is like the swaying and undulating body of a fairy, which makes people's heart beat. Wen Liang sat in it, and the touch of the seamless connection of technology and aesthetics hit him, and praised: "I heard that there are only ten Bugatti cars in China, and I didn't expect Lei Shao to be one of them."
"Bullshit, listen to those idiots talking nonsense, there are so many parallel imports of European and American versions." Lei Fang patted the steering wheel and laughed: "But I actually found this one at a discount. Bugatti went bankrupt last year and there was an abandoned car on the production line. I asked someone to get one in, but I haven't used it yet."
He has no qualms about buying cheap goods. This mentality and magnanimity is much better than those of some nouveau riche who are afraid that the price will be too low to show off their status.
Wen Liang smiled and said, "If you encounter such good things in the future, don't forget me."
"Haha, hello brothers, leave it to me."
The car drove in the night traffic and soon left the Second Ring Road. Although Wen Liang's driving skills were very good, even better than most people, he had never set foot in the field of drag racing, and the little knowledge he had was just hearsay. Passing the Second Ring Road Bell Tower Bridge, the legendary starting point of drag racing, Wen Liang took a special look and asked, "Why, aren't you on the Second Ring Road tonight?"
The name of "Second Ring Thirteen Lang" became well-known in later generations. The modified white Bora could run the Second Ring Road in 1 minute during normal hours. Wen Liang thought that this place had become a paradise for drag racers. Lei Fang said disdainfully: "Those who run in the Third Ring Road are ignorant children. With such a large traffic volume, running 100 kilometers per hour is already the limit, but the risk is increased countless times. What's more, drag racing is about speed, not thrills. How can a mature person go to the Third Ring Road to risk his life!"
Lei Fang got on the Beijing-Tianjin-Tangshan Expressway from the Minzhongsi Bridge and said, "Let's go to Yizhuang!"
Yizhuang!
Wen Liang was stunned for a moment and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Lei Fang thought he had never heard of this place, and said, "This is an economic development zone that was just established a few years ago. The roads are well built and there aren't many people here yet, so it's perfect for driving."
How could Wen Liang not know Yizhuang!
Two lives, confused time and space, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, it was yes and no, even if he forgot himself, he would never forget this place!
Yizhuang is located in the northeast of Daxing District. It was once the royal Nanyuan of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. It became a national economic development zone in 1994. In his previous life, Wen Liang was a frequent visitor here for business dealings. He could drive back and forth with his eyes closed. But these are not the reasons why he can't forget it, but because Yizhuang is where he first met Liu Yan!
On this winter night in 1996, I sat in a luxurious sports car and looked out the window at the scenery outside. Many landmark buildings were still desolate. The distant memories became clearer with the rolling wheels. Those scenes seemed to have happened yesterday, never disappearing and never continuing.
Before we even reached the International Plaza, we saw dozens of sports cars of all kinds parked in the middle of the plaza. The purple-white lights made the sky look like daylight. Young men and women dressed in fashionable and gorgeous clothes gathered together, as if it was a grand party with many celebrities. As soon as Lei Fang stopped the car, four or five people surrounded him. A handsome man touched the Bugatti and said, "You finally drove this treasure out. How about we switch hands tonight and give you my SLR?"
"I'm not interested in your old car, but I am very interested in Mingming."
The pretty girl named Mingming beside her chuckled and said, "Great, I knew you had bad intentions towards me, and tonight you finally showed your true colors! Master, you must defeat Master Lei tonight, or at least make him feel bad."
"If you want to make him feel bad, you have to increase the stakes tenfold." The young master smiled and said, "But it's not my turn to teach Lei Zi a lesson tonight. Look, who's over there."
Wen Liang saw that Mo Xiaoan, whom he had seen in the Tan family hall, was walking towards this side with a few people, and his face was obviously unfriendly. Lei Fang snorted coldly and said, "I was just about to cause trouble for him, and he dared to come to my door!"
The man called Da Shao smiled and said, "Why are you competing with him? We are all in the same circle. We will see each other sooner or later. Don't make it too embarrassing."
Lei Fang obviously had to give the young master some face, so he nodded and said, "I know my limits!"
The young master didn't even look at Wen Liang. Since Lei Fang didn't introduce him right away, it meant that he was not important at all and it was not worth his time and energy. He turned around and left with Mingming. Lei Fang whispered to Wen Liang, "This guy doesn't get along with Sister Xi, so I didn't introduce him to you. Don't mind, brother."
Wen Liang nodded. With his personality, he would not care about this little vanity. However, Lei Fangneng made a special explanation to show that his performance along the way had been recognized by him.
Mo Xiaoan stood two meters away, his thin and long face was a little cold, and he said: "Open this broken thing of yours, do you dare to compete?"
Lei Fang said carelessly: "If I don't even dare to compete with you, Mo Xiaoan, why am I still hanging around in JSCC?"
If they had known there would be something interesting tonight, the people who had gathered around would have cheered loudly. Mo Xiaoan's face turned red and white. He was a suspicious person. Seeing Lei Fang agreed so readily, he thought he was prepared. He glanced at Wen Liang's face and said, "This person is unfamiliar. What's your name?"
He was afraid that Wen Liang was a master that Lei Fang had invited from somewhere else. This was not impossible. With their status, drag racing was just a game for seeking excitement, and there was no need to risk their lives. Therefore, many jealous races needed to be replaced by some professional racers. For example, tonight he had made arrangements and invited Zhang Qian, a famous professional racer in the Beijing circle, nicknamed "Sonic", to deal with Lei Fang. Naturally, he had to guard against Lei Fang's move.
"This is a friend from out of town. Don't ask, An Shao. Where's your car? Come on, let's make it quick."
Mo Xiaoan said disdainfully: "Only you like to hang out with these country bumpkins from other places all day long, and you're not afraid of losing your identity!"
Wen Liang knew that he was the innocent victim, but he couldn't just let him point fingers at him and scold him. He smiled and said, "We country bumpkins may not be very well behaved, but we wouldn't break a cup in a Beijing restaurant."
((Rabindranath Tagore - When you commanded me to sing, my heart seemed to burst with pride, I looked up at your face, tears welled up in my eyes.
In my socket.
All the bitterness and contradictions in my life melted into a sweet harmony—
My praise is like a joyful bird, fluttering its wings across the ocean.
I know you enjoy my singing. I know it is only because I am a singer that I can come before you.
With the outstretched wings of my song I have touched your feet, which I never dared to hope to touch.
Intoxicated by the song, I forgot myself. You were my master, but I called you my friend.
I know not how thou singest, my lord! I always listen in wonder.
The radiance of your music illuminates the world. The breath of your music permeates the heavens.
(Rabindranath Tagore - When you commanded me to sing, my heart seemed to burst with pride, I looked up at your face, tears welled up in my eyes.
In my socket.
All the bitterness and contradictions in my life melted into a sweet harmony—
My praise is like a joyful bird, fluttering its wings across the ocean.
I know you enjoy my singing. I know it is only because I am a singer that I can come before you.
With the outstretched wings of my song I have touched your feet, which I never dared to hope to touch.
Intoxicated by the song, I forgot myself. You were my master, but I called you my friend.
I know not how thou singest, my lord! I always listen in wonder.
The radiance of your music illuminates the world. The breath of your music permeates the heavens. (To be continued)