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Chapter 246 What's with all the showing off? (Pei Yanqiu Yu)

Before handing over his phone, Pei Yan sent a message.

Shen Zhaoyi only opened it now.

The message reads: "After the match, just wait where you are; I'll come find you."

Looking at the blinding sunlight outside the car window, she realized there was a reason why this guy was still single.

At least let her wait in the team's rest area!

All the way there, I was full of complaints. When I got off the bus outside the venue, I was fully armed with a sun umbrella, sunglasses, and a sun-protective shirt to go through the ticket check.

She vowed that this would be the last time; she would never again attend any outdoor event like this in the summer.

Although racing is a relatively niche hobby in China, the venue was almost full today, and the atmosphere was very lively.

There were even quite a few flags erected with the names of other teams and drivers written on them.

Shen Zhaoyi pulled her sunglasses down, took a picture, and sent it to Xiaoyuan.

Look at the scale of their operation! I need to get one too.

As I was holding my ticket stub and looking for my seat, I suddenly felt a strong gaze fixed on me.

Shen Zhaoyi pushed her sunglasses back and, taking the opportunity to adjust her posture, subtly surveyed her surroundings.

Qiu Yu, who was in the audience, had been watching her ever since she entered.

Her long hair, which she usually wore tied up, was now styled into a high ponytail, paired with a tank top and hot pants, creating a striking contrast with the men around her.

No, it's so good, and you're just here to watch that brute Pei Yan's match?
Qiu Yu felt a pang of jealousy welling up inside her.

I didn't sleep well last night, and now I feel even more depressed.

Bad woman!
Her resentful gaze remained unreserved, and then Shen Zhaoyi caught her red-handed.

Their eyes met, and Qiuyu instinctively wanted to look away.

Then she realized that she was also fully disguised today, with a wide-brimmed hat and sunglasses that almost covered her entire face. How could she possibly recognize her?
Once I understood this, I instantly felt confident and sat there, letting the other person look me over.

Until that beautiful figure sat down diagonally in front of me.

Shortly after, my phone vibrated.

He took it out and saw it was a WeChat message from Shen Zhaoyi, containing only one sentence—

What are you doing here?

Qiu Yu couldn't believe it and took off her sunglasses.

After confirming the contents, look up at the row in front.

No, how did she recognize her?
Shen Zhaoyi seemed to sense something, turned around, and saw his attire again. Unable to bear looking at him, she looked away, her eyes full of disgust.

If I hadn't been so familiar with his sexy lips, I really wouldn't have dared to confirm it just now.

That's so flashy! Who dresses like a flamingo shopping bag? And that huge straw hat on his head, and those beach shorts on his lower body...

That's enough!

Shen Zhaoyi simply couldn't connect him with the male model he looked like when they first met.

However, this outfit does look somewhat familiar.

Seem like seen somewhere?
Where exactly is it?

Just as Shen Zhaoyi was searching her memory, the passionate music in the venue interrupted her thoughts.

The opening remarks for each race are pretty much the same: after thanking the organizers and various sponsors, each team enters the arena in turn.

However, unlike last time, this time, Pei Yan was finally not at the bottom of the list.

The host had barely finished his introduction when the noise of tires rubbing against the ground began.

A black race car sped out of the waiting area, its iconic flame logo on the front immediately drawing everyone's attention.

As they passed in front of the main grandstand, Pei Yan held the steering wheel with one hand and waved his other arm in a gesture of respect.

"What's with all this bragging!" Qiu Yu muttered under her breath, sitting in her seat. Shen Zhaoyi, on the other hand, listened to the various comments from those around her.

"A team actually re-signed him?"

"With such stable results in the first two games, it would be strange not to sign them."

"That's true, it seems Pei Yan is indeed capable."

“Skill and character are not related. Don’t forget that he fixed the match before.”

"Who could forget that I almost lost all my savings for my wife back then?"

"Exactly, but then again, who did you bet on today?"

"of course……"

Although the number of doubts has decreased significantly, the stigma of match-fixing still exists.

If the audience is like this, then the more conservative event organizers must be even more difficult to deal with.

Xiao Yuan has worked very hard. Since taking over as manager, she hasn't minded Pei Yan's past at all. In fact, she's been arguing with the officials in S City every day so that he can officially participate in the competition.

However, this cannot continue indefinitely.

For the sake of the employees' physical and mental well-being, and for the sake of the fleet's financial future, we need to find a time to see how to completely resolve this issue.

After Pei Yan's race car entered the designated position, Chen Hong and Zhou Yiling followed closely behind onto the track.

When she heard the host call out their names one by one, Qiu Yu jumped up from her seat.

"Hey! You in front!" someone behind shouted, "Sit down! You're blocking the way!"

He sat back down stiffly.

No, so the new teammates Manager Liu was talking about are them?

The thought that he was now the only one isolated from the group of four made Qiu Yu's lips curl into a mocking smile.

Pei Yan is one thing, but why didn't these two tell me either?
Do you really think he did it?
Excellent, truly excellent!
Upon returning home, he went straight to Xu Wei's house, determined to uncover the truth of what happened back then, whether through coercion or bribery.

Then slap it hard across Pei Yan's face, and make him apologize for his stupidity over the past two years!
Even when she was angry, Qiu Yu still managed to calm down and watch the second half of the game attentively.

The large screen scrolls through real-time rankings and lap counts.

While the names of the other people fluctuated, Pei Yan remained firmly at the top.

Gradually, Qiu Yu and Shen Zhaoyi's focus began to shift to the other two.

Perhaps due to nervousness, he didn't perform very well until the last two laps when he finally found his rhythm.

The final result was acceptable.

One sixth, one eighth.

From a distance, Shen Zhaoyi seemed to see Chen Hong being embraced by Zhou Yiling after getting out of the car, as if Zhou Yiling was comforting him.

As for Pei Yan, he is already preparing to receive the award.

There's also a post-match interview segment.

As the surrounding audience began to leave, Shen Zhaoyi didn't forget that "Yu Shan" was still sitting behind her. She turned around, looked past the crowd, and fixed her gaze on the "flamingo".

It's a bit difficult to talk from this distance.

Under the questioning look in the other person's eyes, she raised her phone and waved it twice, mouthing, "Check WeChat."

Qiu Yu obediently lowered her head and opened the chat box.

Don't leave yet. Since we've run into each other, let's grab a bite to eat on the way.

I have something to ask you.

Qiu Yu knew exactly what she wanted to ask.

It's simply a matter of why I'm sitting here watching a car race when I clearly said I was on a business trip.

He tapped his finger to reply with an "OK," then pulled his hat brim down a little and waited quietly for the crowd to disperse.