This is not how you drive a machine!

Chapter 8 Why does this car look so familiar?
Kong Guancheng was speechless: "You are such an adult, and you are still arguing with a child."

"What's wrong with being fussy? I have to be fussy! If he dares to scold my daughter, I will definitely let him know how discerning the Horse King is."

Thinking of what happened last night, Jiang Wuyang was so angry that he continued.

"That kid's mouth is like honey. I have a bad temper. If I don't teach him a lesson, am I still Jiang Wuyang? I can't beat him up, so I have to run a lap."

Kong Guancheng chuckled: "There are quite a few people scolding your daughter online."

"I also bought a lot of water troops."

"..."

Kong Guancheng was speechless. After so many years, Jiang Wuyang still had this temper that he wouldn't change. He had offended countless people, both overtly and covertly.

"That kid Yue Lin has been waiting for you in the lounge for a long time."

Jiang Wuyang looked a little confused: "Who? Which one?"

"Yue Lin, my eldest nephew." Kong Guancheng shrugged helplessly. "This kid's racing club is almost going out of business. I want you to recommend a few good drivers. The requirements are not high, just good results. I told you."

"Then let him continue to wait until the race is over. You go upstairs first, I'll go warm up."

"Don't run too fast, your heart..."

"Qingluan hasn't used the competition mode, so this speed is nothing!" Jiang Wuyang said with a smile: "It's been a long time since I last ran properly, I must feel refreshed today."

"Okay, I won't advise you anymore. Take care of yourself."

Jiang Wuyang put on his helmet and called out to his mecha girl, "Qingluan! Unfold the car body, let's run a lap first! Warm up!"

……

"Ding~ The number you dialed is currently unanswered. Please try again later."

Yes, it was the voice that the young lady had pre-recorded in advance. Her voice was sweet and pleasant, unlike Zhou Yun’s imitation, which was so low as if there was phlegm in her throat.

Depend on!
What is Zhou Yun doing? Why isn’t he answering the phone?
Without him, how could he make friends with Jiang Wuyang? How could he save his factory?

Lin Yao put down his phone and looked at Yue Lin, who had dyed his hair yellow. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but he still forced a standard smile.

"Brother Yue, I finally found you. Let's talk?"

"Well-informed, Brother Lin."

Yue Lin seemed to be smiling, but at this moment his heart was as desolate as weeds.

He has been waiting here for almost two o'clock!
But Jiang Wuyang still doesn’t want to see him. Didn’t his uncle already agree on that?
Very urgent.

But it didn't work.

Even more urgent.

For two seasons, the drivers of his club have achieved no results and have been beaten by the rival Chiyue Club. All the drivers have run away.

People outside say that his club is less "amateur" than those wild racing teams.

If no good drivers join the team, his club... will really be doomed.

So he desperately wanted a good driver.

After all, he runs a racing club. Only good racing results will attract investors' attention and revitalize the club.

Leaning on the sofa, Yue Lin looked at Jiang Wuyang running circles below through the huge glass window, feeling depressed.

Bro, why are you running?

After watching Jiang Wuyang disappear at the end of the track, Yue Lin turned his head to look at Lin Yao.

"Brother Lin, you didn't even bring the goods, how can I negotiate?"

Hearing this, Lin Yao was speechless. Where on earth had Zhou Yun gone?
Why do you fail at the critical moment?

Just when both of them were in agony and chatting awkwardly, the door of the lounge was pushed open.

Seeing Kong Guancheng, Yue Lin stood up and asked, "Uncle, what did Uncle Jiang say?"

Kong Guancheng looked around and looked at Lin Yao, "This is..."

"Um, this is Lin Yao. He's the owner of the Yunyu Machinery Factory, right?" "So it's you." Kong Guancheng extended his hand and shook hands with Lin Yao. "Hello, I'm Kong Guancheng, the owner of this racetrack."

"I've heard a lot about you." Lin Yao said with a smile.

After a few people exchanged pleasantries for a while, Kong Guancheng said, "Wu Yang will be here for a while. He has a race to run."

"A competition?" Yue Lin was a little shocked. "With whom?"

"There's a young man I met over drinks last night who offended Jiang Wuyang. We're going to have a race today to settle it." Kong Guancheng smiled speechlessly. "Wuyang is just like that. When he was young, he liked to bet on cars with people. I didn't expect he still does it now. I guess he happened to see someone he didn't know and got in the mood."

"Who is this outstanding person from Jingyun City? If he offends Jiang Wuyang, won't his racing career be over?"

Yue Lin couldn't help laughing.

Lin Yao couldn't help laughing. The information he checked last night was correct. Jiang Wuyang had just that kind of temper.

I don’t know who the unlucky one is, and whether he recognizes him or not.

"All the drivers in Jingyun City, big and small, train at my racetrack. I've never seen this guy before." Kong Guancheng shook his head. "He's probably just a greenhorn."

"He's really stubborn, then." Lin Yao said with a smile, "I didn't expect to have such an unexpected gain today."

Thinking about it, Lin Yao couldn't help but look forward to it. What would the other party's expression be if he knew that it was Jiang Wuyang who had arranged a match with him?

As a fun-loving person, he wants to see rivers of blood!
"What time does it start?" Yue Lin asked. At this moment, he and Lin Yao understood each other tacitly.

Kong Guancheng glanced at his watch and said, "Soon, it'll start at ten o'clock, but I think that guy is scared."

The three of them looked out the window at the same time.

The location of this lounge is very good. You can see most of the track from here when watching the race.

Jiang Wuyang had already parked the car at the starting line, leaned against the side of the car, and waited quietly.

"If he gets scared, there will be no fun..."

Before he could finish his words, Yue Lin interrupted him, "Oh my god! I saw him, hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter, he drove up here by himself in a grocery cart! Where did this idiot come from?"

Hearing this, Lin Yao also laughed.

"Haha, he doesn't even have a robot girl, yet he dares to arrange a race with others. This guy really has some brains..."

As Lin Yao spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller.

He suddenly realized that the car looked a little familiar.
……

Before reaching the starting point of the track, Zhou Yun heard the angry roar of the robot girl.

"Jiang Wuyang! If you want to smoke, go away! The ash fell on me!"

"Okay, okay, Qingluan, don't be angry, I won't smoke... Oh, it's here."

After slowly parking the car at the starting point of the race, Zhou Yun saw Jiang Wuyang walking towards him.

Jiang Wuyang knocked on the car window. Zhou Yun took off his hat, put down his collar, and rolled down the window helplessly.

"Hey, why are you so slow? You're a full two minutes late. I almost threw your ID away."

When this was mentioned, Zhou Yun's face turned embarrassed.

"How dare you say that to me? If you hadn't taken my ID, would I have raced against a traffic police officer on the road? It took me forty minutes to shake him off."

He wiped the sweat from his head. It was nothing but covering his head.

Fortunately, he was dressed warmly when he went out, otherwise the traffic police would definitely have taken a picture of his face.

Jiang Wuyang blushed, then changed the subject and said, "Boy, you have guts. You don't even have your robot girl with you, and you dare to challenge me?"

Speaking of this, Zhou Yun looked helpless: "I came here today to apologize to you. It's not easy for me to get this ID, brother, just return it to me first..."

Jiang Wuyang snorted coldly.

"Boy, you don't think that you don't have to run with me just because you don't bring your robot girl."

(End of this chapter)