After almost three minutes, Luo Disheng arrived belatedly. He got out of the car and looked at Lin Zifeng with the eyes of a monster.

"You are too awesome." Luo Disheng couldn't help but sigh.

After saying this, Luo Disheng seemed to have thought of something, and immediately shouted: "No, Lin Zifeng, tell the truth, are you pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger? Are you also a professional racing driver, or are you provincial? Is it world-class?"

of?"

Without waiting for Lin Zifeng to answer, Lao Ma replied: "I just checked and found that Lin Zifeng is not among the professional racing drivers. He should not be a professional racing driver."

Lin Zifeng spread his hands and said with a smile: "You heard me, I am not a professional racing driver, and I am not pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. I may just have a little talent for racing." ??

Upon hearing Lin Zifeng's words, Luo Di and others were almost stunned. Does this mean he has such a little talent?

He was already considered a very talented person, but in front of Lin Zifeng, he still seemed so worthless.

"Okay, should you transfer money to me?" Lin Zifeng said with a smile.

Hearing this, Luo Disheng smiled bitterly and transferred two million to Lin Zifeng.

"Lin Zifeng, do you know that you almost broke the record at Fengshan Circuit? You are a born professional racing driver. It is inevitable to become a world-class racing driver in the future."

Lao Ma said with some excitement: "You should also be able to feel your talent. What I mean is, is it possible for you to become a professional racing driver?"

Lin Zifeng thought for a while, but still refused, "I still have a lot of things to do, and I don't want to be a professional racing driver."

"You can earn a lot of money. Tens of millions a year is not much. If you become a world-class star racing driver, one or two hundred million a year is possible."

Lao Ma is still unwilling to give up because he really thinks Lin Zifeng is extremely talented.

Lin Zifeng smiled helplessly and said: "It's really not necessary. I don't want to race with Luo Disheng.

Money, and another reason is that I also want to have fun."

Hearing this, Lao Ma sighed helplessly. He knew that Lin Zifeng drove a Porsche 001 worth more than 20 million, and he was definitely not a person who was short of money.

The income of a racing driver is probably not worth mentioning to Lin Zifeng.

"If there is nothing else, I will leave first." Lin Zifeng said with a smile.

Just as Lin Zifeng was about to leave, Luo Disheng stopped Lin Zifeng and said, "I want to compete with you again. This time, I hope you will try your best."

Lin Zifeng smiled helplessly, "Okay, actually, I didn't break the record in this lap just now, so I'm a little regretful."

Hearing this, the corner of Luo Disheng's mouth twitched. It was a pity that a non-professional racing driver did not break the provincial championship record. Isn't this normal?

At this moment, Luo Disheng's phone suddenly rang. He answered the phone, and then his face changed wildly, "Okay, I'll be right back."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Disheng said apologetically: "Lin Zifeng, I'm really sorry. My father suddenly became ill, and this time his condition is extremely serious. I must go back immediately."

Hearing this, Lin Zifeng pondered for a moment and said, "Let's go, I'll go back with you to take a look. I almost forgot to tell you that my main job is to be a doctor."

"you are a doctor?"

Luo Disheng was a little surprised, "Can you be a doctor and compete with drivers and still make money?"

Lin Zifeng did not answer the question, but smiled noncommittally: "Let's go, it's better to go back and see your father first. Some diseases cannot be delayed."

Luo Disheng didn't dig into it and drove away with Lin Zifeng in his car.

Lin Zifeng and Luo Dickson drove together for half an hour and arrived at a luxurious manor in the suburbs.

No wonder Luo Disheng dared to compete with him for millions, his family is so rich.

The value of such a large private estate must be in the hundreds of millions. After almost three minutes, Luo Disheng arrived belatedly. He got out of the car and looked at Lin Zifeng as if he were looking at a monster.

"You are too awesome." Luo Disheng couldn't help but sigh.

After saying this, Luo Disheng seemed to have thought of something, and immediately shouted: "No, Lin Zifeng, tell the truth, are you pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger? Are you also a professional racing driver, or are you provincial? Is it world-class?"

of?"

Without waiting for Lin Zifeng to answer, Lao Ma replied: "I just checked and found that Lin Zifeng is not among the professional racing drivers. He should not be a professional racing driver."

Lin Zifeng spread his hands and said with a smile: "You heard me, I am not a professional racing driver, nor am I pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. I may just have a little talent for racing."

Upon hearing Lin Zifeng's words, Luo Di and others were almost stunned. Does this mean he has such a little talent?

He was already considered a very talented person, but in front of Lin Zifeng, he still seemed so worthless.

"Okay, should you transfer money to me?" Lin Zifeng said with a smile.

Hearing this, Luo Disheng smiled bitterly and transferred two million to Lin Zifeng.

"Lin Zifeng, do you know that you almost broke the record at Fengshan Circuit? You are a born professional racing driver. It is inevitable to become a world-class racing driver in the future."

Lao Ma said with some excitement: "You should also be able to feel your talent. What I mean is, is it possible for you to become a professional racing driver?"

Lin Zifeng thought for a while, but still refused, "I still have a lot of things to do, and I don't want to be a professional racing driver."

"You can earn a lot of money. Tens of millions a year is not much. If you become a world-class star racing driver, one or two hundred million a year is possible."

Lao Ma is still unwilling to give up because he really thinks Lin Zifeng is extremely talented.

Lin Zifeng smiled helplessly and said: "It's really not necessary. I don't want to race with Luo Disheng.

Money, and another reason is that I also want to have fun."

Hearing this, Lao Ma sighed helplessly. He knew that Lin Zifeng drove a Porsche 001 worth more than 20 million, and he was definitely not a person who was short of money.

The income of a racing driver is probably not worth mentioning to Lin Zifeng.

"If there is nothing else, I will leave first." Lin Zifeng said with a smile.

Just as Lin Zifeng was about to leave, Luo Disheng stopped Lin Zifeng and said, "I want to compete with you again. This time, I hope you will try your best."

Lin Zifeng smiled helplessly, "Okay, actually, I didn't break the record in this lap just now, so I'm a little regretful."

Hearing this, the corner of Luo Disheng's mouth twitched. It was a pity that a non-professional racing driver did not break the provincial championship record. Isn't this normal?

At this moment, Luo Disheng's phone suddenly rang. He answered the phone, and then his face changed wildly, "Okay, I'll be right back."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Disheng said apologetically: "Lin Zifeng, I'm really sorry. My father suddenly became ill, and this time his condition is extremely serious. I must go back immediately."

Hearing this, Lin Zifeng pondered for a moment and said, "Let's go, I'll go back with you to take a look. I almost forgot to tell you that my main job is to be a doctor."

"you are a doctor?"

Luo Disheng was a little surprised, "Can you be a doctor and compete with drivers and still make money?"

Lin Zifeng did not answer the question, but smiled noncommittally: "Let's go, it's better to go back and see your father first. Some diseases cannot be delayed."

Luo Disheng didn't dig into it and drove away with Lin Zifeng in his car.

Lin Zifeng and Luo Dickson drove together for half an hour and arrived at a luxurious manor in the suburbs.

No wonder Luo Disheng dared to compete with him for millions, his family is so rich.
Chapter completed!