There is a song that goes like this: Those who are not available are always in turmoil, and those who are favored are confident.

For him now, Sun Xi is the one who is favored.

In a warehouse at the port, Meng Yu looked at the two Maxaris and felt fond of them.

I didn't feel it when I hit it, but looking at it now, the car is quite handsome.

"Mr. Meng, in order to make you more satisfied, we have made some small changes to the car this time. Its overall performance is better and it is more experienced." In order to show our attention, the person sent to deliver the car was the CEO of Lamborghini Dagang District.

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Meng Yu nodded and gave the dark red one to Sun Xikai and the black one to Song Shihua.

However, he regretted it a bit. He should have ordered an extra car and drove it himself.

Song Shihua also saw this post and contacted Meng Yu immediately.

"Brother Yu, I saw the car coming back. When are you free? Brother Yu will send someone to pick you up and treat you to a meal."

Following his father's instructions, Song Shihua became a Yuge, just like his own brothers.

"Just this time, I'm planning to send the car there."

Knowing Meng Yu's location, Song Shihua sent a special car to take Meng Yu home.

Before Meng Yu got out of the car, he stepped forward to greet him with a smile on his face.

"Brother Yu, we two brothers don't know each other even before we fight. This is the first time we meet. Brother Yu, don't let anyone see you outside."

"Xiao Song, your fan base is very fierce. It can be said that you respond to every call."

"If you make Brother Yu laugh, please come inside!"

After inviting Meng Yu into the villa, Song Shihua greeted him warmly.

There were no elders in the family. Considering that this was their first meeting, Song Qing deliberately avoided it in order to appear more cordial and easy-going. Even his wife had gone elsewhere.

Song Shihua was very talkative. His family was engaged in business and he was in the fashion industry. There was no topic he didn't know about. He talked about everything from the world economy to current fashion, and later he talked about Xuanyuan Diying's clothes.

"Miss Ying'er's dress is made of high-quality materials and well-made, and the design is unparalleled. It is simple and elegant yet elegant. If I'm not mistaken, it belongs to Ji Laoxi."

"It's really Ji Laoxi's. Brother Yu bought it for me."

Speaking of this, Xuanyuan Diying was a little proud.

Most of her clothes were chosen by Meng Yu himself, and no one else had this honor.

Meng Yu praised: "Xiao Song has a good sense."

It's not like he couldn't tell that the other party was showing off intentionally. As for why, he didn't need to guess. It was because the other party wanted to get closer.

Meng Yu did not show any intention to refuse. When developing in Hong Kong, it is always good to have one more friend.

When something happens, there must always be someone to run the errands.

The phone rang, it was from Song Shihua.

"Mr. Song, I heard that your new car is back. Why don't we have a race?"

"Okay, I'll be there in a minute and bring a friend. You have to entertain me well."

Putting down the phone, Song Shihua introduced: "He is a friend of mine who likes to play with cars. I bought the Maxari on his recommendation."

"It just so happens that I've also seen your driving skills." Meng Yu said.

The three of them left the Song family villa, crossed the Tsing Ma Bridge, and arrived in front of a club at the foot of Lantau Island.

"They usually play with cars here."

Press the horn, lift the railing, and drive in.

The decoration of the club is quite high-end, showing nobility. Even the greeter standing at the door is a stunning woman. When she saw their car, she smiled sweetly without seeing anyone.

However, Song Shihua did not stop, but walked around the building to the back.

After passing through the green avenue, there is an open space in front of you. Near the clubhouse is a professional racing track. Farther away, a winding road leads directly to Lantau Island.

"Sometimes they also run mountain trails." Song Shihua explained.

Looking around, there are many luxury cars parked on the right side of the racing track ahead. The men and women are all well-dressed and handsome in appearance.

Song Shihua drove closer and stopped the car.

"Mr. Song, you are finally here."

"Mr. Song, long time no see."

As greetings spread, a young man with a shield tattooed on his arm stepped forward and punched Song Shihua on the shoulder: "How about it? How much bet will you place this time?"

Song Shihua was not annoyed and laughed loudly and introduced: "This is Brother Meng Yuyu, and my car was customized by him."

Those people had already suffered from the car crash and came up to greet Meng Yu. Song Shihua introduced them one by one.

The young man with the shield tattoo was named Qin Ming. He was both friends and enemies with Song Shihua. The two of them often ran around.

"Run a lap?" Qin Ming raised his eyebrows and issued a challenge.

"Of course, how much do you bet?" Song Shihua had a smile on his face, but his words were quite offensive.

"As for the price of your new car, will you agree?"

It was obvious that the other party did not take Song Shihua seriously at all. It was obvious that he always lost.

"Okay," Song Shihua agreed without any pressure at all: "But my driving skills are not good and I can't run on the mountain road. Let's just run on the field."

"It's up to you!" Qin Ming said and got into his Bugatti Veyron.

In the luxury car category, it's really hard to say which car is better. It mainly depends on the driver.

The reason why Song Shihua was so generous was because he didn't want to lose face in front of Meng Yu. Losing tens of millions was a trivial matter, but winning the relationship with Meng Yu was important.

The roar sounded, and Qin Ming couldn't wait any longer. He lowered the window and shouted: "Hurry up, I'm waiting to collect the money!"

The onlookers made all kinds of strange noises. A beautiful woman in unusually cool clothes walked to the middle of the track, took off her only top and held it up in her hands.

Xuanyuan Diying saw this kind of scene for the first time, so she couldn't hide her face and avoided looking.

Meng Yu took a few more glances, but found that his chest was strong.

Song Shihua also got into the car, and Maisari also roared.

The beautiful woman counted down three seconds, threw up her top, and the two cars flew out at the same time, while the onlookers screamed wildly.

The track is easy to run, but compared to the mountain road, it still requires a little skill in the corners.

Song Shihua tried his best, but still lost, crossing the finish line half a car behind his opponent.

"Haha, I won again!" Qin Ming got out of the car and raised his arms in cheers. Several women ran over to him, hugging him and biting him.

"My driving skills are not good." Song Shihua shrugged and said to Meng Yu.

Qin Ming then walked over and looked at Meng Yu provocatively: "Would you like to come for a lap?"

They only knew that Meng Yu hit Song Shihua's car and gave him a new car as compensation. He was a rich man, but they didn't know Meng Yu's true identity.

The beautiful woman also walked over: "Come, if you win, I will be yours tonight."

"Chen Yiyan, do you want to try new meat again?" someone in the crowd teased.

The beautiful woman didn't care at all and just looked at Meng Yu: "Do you have the guts?"

"If you end up, I'll double my bet." Qin Ming issued a stronger provocation.
Chapter completed!