Mr. Yan, wake up! Your wife isn't a delicate little flower.

Chapter 39 Racing Competition

Cheng Xihe sped around the mountain road twice as he wished before finally stopping the car at the top of the mountain.

"Yue!"

Bai Ceren leaned against the trash can, gagging repeatedly.

"Boss, stop messing around."

Bai Ce's face was filled with despair.

This road was bought specifically and converted for high-speed racing.

There aren't many people around at other times.

It's usually rich kids who come over to hang out at night.

"puff!"

With a slight popping sound, Cheng Xihe leaned against the door and lit a cigarette.

After taking a couple of puffs, Cheng Xihe extinguished his cigarette and put on his mask: "There's no one around today, so we can play a couple of rounds."

Bai Ce stood up after feeling unwell for a while: "I really can't go on, I still feel a little dizzy."

"Useless," Cheng Xihe said indifferently, his disdain clearly visible on his face.

Bai Ce complained, "Boss, how can you blame me? You were driving too fast."

"Hello, may I ask where you are from?"

The two started chatting while standing next to the trash can when a boy's voice suddenly came from behind them.

Cheng Xihe turned around and saw a handsome young man holding a racing suit, his expression showing some fear.

My fingers turned slightly white from the force I applied.

He glanced at him, and the other person immediately took two steps back in fear.

Bai Ce raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his eyes: "Just passing by, can't I drive in here?"

"No, no, Young Master Qiu has booked the entire venue today."

The boy trembled as he said this, as if he had been frightened by Bai Ce and the others, and he looked extremely pitiful.

Cheng Xihe shrugged.

Bo Ce was displeased: "Rent the whole place? Are you kidding me! We don't rent out this place except for matches."

"But, but our Young Master Qiu said that the venue has been booked out for today, and we have a match later."

The boy stammered, and involuntarily took two steps back, as if afraid of being hit.

"Contest?"

Cheng Xihe looked into the distance and said, "I remember there's a racetrack over there, isn't there?"

"Yes, it's impossible to book the entire mountain road. At most, the White Dove's territory is just the racetrack."

Bai Ce walked over to Cheng Xihe and explained.

Cheng Xihe glanced at it indifferently and smiled, "It's been a long time since I've raced cars. I really want to try it today."

"Um, this is a private match later, could you please leave...?"

The boy stood there pitifully, his eyes filled with hope for the two of them.

"Hey, Lin Hao, why haven't you brought in my racing suit yet? What are you dawdling about?"

Just then, an arrogant and domineering voice came from behind.

The three looked over and saw a young man dressed in the latest limited-edition sportswear and shoes worth tens of thousands of yuan walking out surrounded by a group of people.

The boy was very tall, with striking red hair, an earring in one ear, and a handsome face that still retained a youthful innocence.

"Young Master Qiu." Lin Hao looked at Qiu Yu for help.

Qiu Yu complained, "You're so slow! It took you so long to get a piece of clothing."

He walked over, grabbed the clothes from Lin Hao's hand, and tossed them to the assistant who was following him.

"What are you afraid of? Hide behind me."

Standing in front of Lin Hao, Qiu Yu glanced at Cheng Xihe and then fixed her gaze on Bai Ce: "So you're the one who bullied my little brother?"

"I didn't bully them, I was just curious."

Bai Ce glanced at Cheng Xihe: "My boss wants to go in and have a go, I wonder if it's convenient."

"Pfft!" The person behind Qiu Yu chuckled.

"Who do you think you are, to play games with me whenever you want!"

"You guys want to play even if you don't know how?"

"Tch, just here to freeload, huh? I'm speechless!"

Those people mocked him, completely disregarding Cheng Xihe.

Qiu Yu, the leader, walked up to the two of them with a mocking smile on his face:

"This racetrack is my territory today. We don't have a rule against adding extra people at the last minute. Are you leaving or not?"

Bai Ce clicked his tongue lightly: "Alright, I was originally planning to give some pointers to you amateurs, but it seems you're quite confident."

"Wait."

Cheng Xihe glanced down at his phone, then smiled faintly: "If you want to have a competition, why don't I have a match with you?"

If I win, you can give me your race car.

"If you win, I'll rent out this racetrack for you for a month, how about it?"

As he spoke, Cheng Xihe waved the black card in his hand. "Hmm?"

She had just checked Qiu Yu's information.

Qiu Yu's family is very wealthy, but most of her money is locked in a fund, and she can only receive a fixed amount of 100,000 yuan per month.

A full day at a racetrack costs at least a million for a high-level racetrack, while a practice range like this costs less than 100,000.

Even if you keep him on your side for a whole month, it will only amount to a few million.

Most importantly, the Qiu family is a family that the Qin family cannot even dream of joining.

If she secures this connection first, she can gradually dismantle the Qin family and bring them into her hands.

"A month? Are you sure?" Qiu Yu's interest was instantly piqued.

He loves racing, but he only has enough money for one race each month, and his family won't give him any more money, which makes him very frustrated.

Cheng Xihe smiled slightly, "I mean what I say."

"OK!"

Qiu Yu ignored his underlings and led Cheng Xihe inside: "Since that's the case, let me make this clear first, you can pick any race car inside except mine."

"Um."

Inside the racetrack, Cheng Xihe's gaze swept over the race cars, finally settling on one.

She went over to check it out and nodded in satisfaction: "This one will do."

"this?"

Qiu Yu glanced at it and laughed wildly: "Are you kidding me? There are so many new cars that you don't use, this race car is practically an antique."

If you lose, don't say I bullied you.

"Won't."

Cheng Xihe shook his head.

Seeing this, Qiu Yu said, "Hey, shouldn't you take off your mask? Isn't it stuffy?"

"I know."

Qiu Yu rolled her eyes: "Speak, what rules?"

"One lap to decide the winner, standard track." Cheng Xihe glanced at the huge racetrack, a smile in his eyes.

During this period of research, she basically didn't go out to play at all, and she was really bored.

I just like to do some exciting things.

Seeing that Cheng Xihe did not take off his mask as he wished, Qiu Yu snorted: "One circle is fine, but if you don't remove your mask, something bad will happen. Don't blame me for not warning you."

"Lin Hao, come on, I need to change my clothes."

"Okay." Lin Hao nodded to them and left with Qiu Yu.

Looking at the race car in front of him, Cheng Xihe was very satisfied.

"Boss, I just went to prepare the racing suit."

Bai Ce ran over with a racing suit: "Go change, boss, it'll fit perfectly!"

"it is good."

Before the race officially started, Qiu Yu taunted, "Still not admitting defeat, driving this old relic?"

"Just wait and see."

Cheng Xihe smiled but remained silent.

As soon as the race started, Qiu Yu's car shot off, leaving Cheng Xihe far behind.

He had a disdainful smile on his face: You dare to race me with this?

When turning, Qiu Yu subconsciously slowed down a bit.