Chen Yang had been enjoying himself these past few days, commuting to and from get off work with Su He every day. Their relationship had quickly grown closer, and they could practically talk about anything. Chen Yang had also maintained his good habit of exercising, arriving at the stadium on time every morning without fail, rain or shine. Naturally, his physical fitness had improved significantly.
At work, Chen Yang's greatest pleasures, besides admiring Su He's graceful figure, were bantering with Ning Qiaoqian.
Ning Qiaoqian always acted like an older sister to Chen Yang, finding pleasure in teasing him. However, she hadn't noticed that the Chen Yang who used to be tongue-tied and blushing in her presence seemed to have gradually disappeared. Now, Chen Yang not only accepted her teasing calmly but sometimes even countered with a teasing retort, leaving her somewhat embarrassed.
However, Ning Qiaoqian was quite accepting of Chen Yang's change. She felt that Chen Yang had been too honest before; although he was reliable, he was much more likable now.
Regarding the music copyright issue, Zhou Weiqiang told Chen Yang that two record companies had expressed strong interest, and negotiations were underway. He would strive to maximize profits. Chen Yang was naturally happy to be a hands-off manager. Since meeting Su He, he hadn't been too resistant to working at the bar. Even after paying off his debts, as long as Su He worked there, Chen Yang wouldn't quit. Therefore, he wasn't particularly eager to receive royalties.
After the conflict with Deng Qing and his gang that night, Su He had been worried for a long time, fearing that these thugs would retaliate at the bar. Of course, she was even more worried that they would retaliate against Chen Yang. However, since Deng Qing's limbs were broken and he was thrown out of the bar that night, everything had been calm, as if nothing had happened. Su He gradually relaxed.
Another thing that pleased Chen Yang was that three days after the Deng Qing incident, Zhou Weiqiang promoted him to a supervisor position, essentially managing the waiters and coordinating tasks. Chen Yang was naturally indifferent to the position and didn't care about the extra few hundred yuan in salary. What pleased him was that this meant he wouldn't have to carry trays around the bar every night, giving him more time to see Su He and occasionally flirt with Ning Qiaoqian at the bar. Life was quite pleasant!
Wednesday arrived in the blink of an eye. Zhou Weiqiang had some personal matters to attend to, and business at the bar was usually slow during the week, so he simply gave the employees the day off, and the bar closed.
After dinner, Chen Yang went to the study room alone to study. The final exam for the General Principles of Civil Law was in a few days, and Chen Yang wanted to take advantage of the bar's closure to review his lessons.
He had barely sat down when his phone vibrated. He took it out and saw it was Ning Qiaoqian calling. He closed his book and walked to the classroom door before answering the phone:
"Qian-jie, what's up?"
"Are you with Su He?" Ning Qiaoqian asked.
Chen Yang was puzzled:
"No! I'm alone!"
Su He had been dragged shopping by her roommates that evening. Although he and Su He were quite close, they hadn't officially crossed that line yet, and Chen Yang couldn't keep bothering her all the time.
"Then what are you doing?"
"Studying in the study room! Preparing for the exam!"
"That's so boring!" Ning Qiaoqian exclaimed dramatically, "The bars are finally closed for a day, and you're just wasting it like this? How about this, come to the school gate right now, and I'll take you to see something exciting!"
Without waiting for Chen Yang to refuse, Ning Qiaoqian quickly hung up. Chen Yang held the phone, a wry smile on his face. Even if it was an order, sister, you should at least have made things clear! You know, Rongda University has four gates! Left with no other option, Chen Yang called back to clarify the situation before heading into the classroom to gather his books and then towards the north gate of Rongcheng University.
Chen Yang hadn't waited long at the north gate when he heard a deafening roar of an engine. Looking up, he saw a pink GT-R Premium screeching to a halt in front of him.
In his previous life, Chen Yang was a seasoned car enthusiast, so he immediately recognized that this GT-R had undergone extensive modifications. The exterior was undeniably flashy, with a carbon fiber hood, body kit, graffiti, and more. And from the sound, Chen Yang knew that the engine, exhaust, and aerodynamics had all been heavily modified. While not quite racing car level, it was undoubtedly a legendary vehicle among enthusiasts.
Of course, compared to the Ferrari Enzo Chen Yang owned in his previous life, it was still several orders of magnitude inferior.
The car doors, modified to scissor doors, slowly rose, and Ning Qiaoqian leaned out, smiling as she said,
"What are you standing there for? Get in!"
Today, Ning Qiaoqian was wearing a black, tight-fitting leather outfit that accentuated her curvaceous figure. Beneath her black leather mini-skirt, a glimpse of her firm, white thighs was revealed. Her chocolate-colored curly hair was tied back, giving her a clean and sharp look, and she exuded a wild allure.
Chen Yang couldn't help but be momentarily stunned. Ning Qiaoqian's outfit today had a completely different feel compared to her appearance at the bar.
After getting into the car, Chen Yang couldn't help but glance again at Ning Qiaoqian's perfectly sculpted breasts, barely concealed by her leather jacket, before smiling and saying,
"Sister Qian, I don't think you need to take me to see anything exciting. Your outfit today is exciting enough!"
Ning Qiaoqian, while driving, gave Chen Yang a flirtatious look, a slight smile playing on her lips:
"You're so cheeky!"
Ning Qiaoqian drove south, not saying where she was going, and Chen Yang simply didn't ask, leaning back in his seat and closing his eyes to rest. Soon the car left the city, and the road began to bump. Chen Yang couldn't help but open his eyes and look around; the car was driving on a road under construction. Chen Yang immediately recognized it—this was the Third Ring Road, which wasn't fully open yet; in his previous life, the Third Ring Road hadn't opened until 2012.
The car turned onto the under-construction auxiliary road of the Third Ring Road, and the view suddenly opened up. A brand-new, wide asphalt road appeared ahead, lined with various modified cars. The roar of engines could be heard intermittently, and scantily clad women weaved through the cars, occasionally flirting with the drivers.
Chen Yang roughly counted at least fifty or sixty cars, including no fewer than twenty sports cars worth over a million. Of course, he didn't see any particularly expensive luxury cars worth tens of millions. This must be a gathering of Rongcheng's underground racing scene.
Judging from the scene and Ning Qiaoqian's attire, Chen Yang had already guessed that this girl had brought him to see underground racing. However, this level of racing was child's play in Chen Yang's eyes. In his previous life, even rich kids wouldn't dare bring out a car worth less than ten million, and they usually hired professional racers, with bets often exceeding ten million.
"How about it? Does it feel like Initial D?" Ning Qiaoqian couldn't help but be very excited at the sight of the exciting scene.
Chen Yang smiled faintly:
"So-so! It's just a few modified cars, isn't it?"
"A few modified cars?" Ning Qiaoqian was very dissatisfied with Chen Yang's nonchalant attitude. "You make it sound so easy! Do you know how much the modifications to that BMW 3 Series in front of you cost? I'm afraid you'll be shocked if I told you!"
Chen Yang looked at the BMW 3 Series in front of him seriously and said solemnly:
"I don't know about the power because I haven't tested it, but just the appearance alone is probably a little over a million! No more than one million two hundred thousand!"
Ning Qiaoqian turned her head sharply, looked Chen Yang up and down, and after a long while, said:
"Are you guessing?"
Chen Yang laughed loudly:
"Yes! Yes! I just guessed!"
At this moment, a young man dressed in professional racing clothes, carrying a racing helmet, walked towards Ning Qiaoqian's car. Chen Yang felt that dressing like that at such an amateur gathering was purely showing off, and couldn't help but find it amusing. When Ning Qiaoqian saw the young man in racing gear, her delicate nose wrinkled, and her expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
The young man quickly walked to the driver's side, casually placed his helmet on the roof, then leaned over, his hands on the door, a smug smile on his face, and said to Ning Qiaoqian:
"Hey sis! We meet again!"
Ning Qiaoqian turned her head away impatiently, her face darkening, and said:
"Who's your sis! Get lost!"
The young man glanced into the car and exclaimed exaggeratedly:
"Oh! You've brought a pretty boy along! You're really bold, sis!"
Chen Yang sat leisurely in the passenger seat, ignoring the young man's clownish performance. But Ning Qiaoqian couldn't help but abruptly turn her face away, shouting:
"Afei! If you keep talking nonsense, believe me, I'll beat you up!"
Afei took two steps back, clicking his tongue:
"Okay! Okay! Okay! I won't say anything more! But I have to say, sister, it's been a while since you've come, I've missed you terribly! ... Hey! This car is nice today!"
Ning Qiaoqian snorted coldly:
"Whether the car is nice or not is none of your business!"
Afei's fiery gaze lingered on Ning Qiaoqian's sexy figure, then looked at the beautiful GT-R, his eyes darting around, and he smiled… He said:
"Hey sis, want me to give you a chance to win it all back? Think it over carefully! I haven't been out of the game in ages!"
Ning Qiaoqian's face was icy cold as she said irritably:
"Are you crazy?! Who's going to gamble with you?!"
Afei shook his head dramatically, grinning lewdly:
"You're not scared of losing, are you? Surely not, sis. Last time you only lost a beat-up car worth about a million! How about this, we'll bet a million today, dare you?"
Ning Qiaoqian had never been so humiliated. Her face turned ashen, and she gripped the steering wheel tightly, remaining silent.
Seeing this, Afei added fuel to the fire, saying,
"Hey girl, how about I make a concession today? If I lose, I'll give you a million. If you lose, I don't want your money, just spend one night having fun with me, okay?"
After saying that, Afei couldn't help but look Ning Qiaoqian up and down, his undisguised gaze lingering on her ample breasts, revealing a lewd glint.
Ning Qiaoqian was instantly enraged, and just as she was about to explode, Chen Yang gently held her hand, leaned over and said to Afei,
"We'll bet! But the stakes are doubled, two million! If we lose, you can take this car!"