Tan Xiaotian quietly drove the car to a crowded place in front, parked on the side of the road, turned off the fire, pulled out the key, then pushed open the car door, lit a cigarette, stood outside the car and took a few sips.

Tan Mingdong didn't know what he meant, so he hurriedly pushed open the car door, went around to the other side, and smiled, "Brother-in-law, don't Western countries have this ceremony?"

You can indulge yourself before you end your single life.”

"Okay!"

Tan Xiaotian threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stretched out his feet to crush it to death.

Tan Mingdong immediately smiled, but Tan Xiaotian said the second half of the sentence, "You can enjoy how others race in today. As for you want to go on stage in person..." Tan Xiaotian threw the car key in his hand into the air, and then grabbed it again, "Don't think about it!"

The two cold words shattered all Tan Mingdong's good wishes.

Before the Third Young Master got angry, a few people ran over there, all the second generation who always played with Tan Mingdong. As soon as they came over, they greeted the two of them.

Tan Xiaotian also knew a few of this group of people, such as Hui Shao and Lao Sun, who were the most famous young men in Yanjing City.

These people probably didn't expect Tan Mingdong to bring Tan Xiaotian up, and they were all a little surprised at the beginning.

Mr. Hui secretly asked Tan Mingdong: "What is this richest man here for?

Is he waving the flag for you or is he going to run two laps in person?”

Tan Mingdong looked bitter, "My elder sister is worried and insists on him following him. Now it's over, the car key is in his hands, and I'm going to be in vain today.

Any of you who can help me get the car keys off? I'll thank you very much."

These people shook their heads together.

Who dares to offend this person in Yanjing City now?

Not to mention that there is not much money for others, since the disbandment of the Mingshan Group of the female devil, Tan Xiaotian has helped the older second generation manage the money. The relationship is very good. Many of the older second generations are the older brothers and sisters of their group.

If Tan Xiaotian sued them, all these kids would have to take care of them.

"Well, third brother, why don't you do this today! It's good to be an audience member."

Lao Sun quietly retreated.

Mr. Hui also showed fear on his face and said nothing.

Tan Mingdong was so angry that he scolded these people for being unfaithful. These people were scolded by him and shrank their necks, but no one spoke.

Tan Mingdong now understands that he can't live up tonight and can only satisfy his jealousy.

It's not time to race, but these second-generations are talking around the two.

Tan Xiaotian chatted with them for a while, and as long as Tan Mingdong didn't end up in person, there would be nothing. Others would go racing, and they had nothing to do with him.

Their small group was actually derived from Tan Mingyan's founding of Yanjing Yewei Sleeping Group, but later Tan Mingyan washed her hands, and the remaining part was established under the leadership of Tan Mingdong, Lao Sun and Hui Shao.

The members of this club are all young ladies with wealthy families. The conditions for joining the club are also very strict. You must have a supercar of more than 4 million yuan.

The only exception is Tan Mingdong, whose Porsche 911 is probably the cheapest car in the club.

However, the second generation all knew that it was not that the third young master did not have the financial strength, but that his family was strictly managed.

The club regularly holds night racing activities, located on the second highway of the East Fifth Ring Road Airport. There are quite a lot of people coming to participate. Except for the young master, the folk master, and retired racers, as long as you have money and cars, you can compete.

Tonight's event was initiated by Lao Sun. In addition to accompanying Tan Mingdong who was getting married soon, it was more important that a group of rich second-generations from other places came to Yanjing City. They were very arrogant and had a vague tendency to compete with these local young masters.

The local young master naturally could not tolerate it. The two groups fought openly and secretly, but did not tell the difference. So the two groups of second generations made a bet tonight. Whoever wins tonight's game will be the boss of Yanjing Supercar circle in the future.

As time goes by, more luxury supercars drive over.

These second-generation racing cars have the same habit, that is, the co-pilot of each luxury car is sitting in a top beauty.

What is the purpose?

Of course it's to pretend.

Luxury car beauty has always been a matching package.

So the scene was really lively, with valuable supercars lined up, and dozens of cool and charming little beauties lined up on the roadside.

They thought they were proud and thought it was so glorious to be able to get into the eldest son's car, but they didn't know that in the eyes of these second generations, they were just a tool for showing off like sports cars.

The only ones who didn’t have female companions at the scene were Tan Xiaotian and Tan Mingdong.

Many little beauties who were not familiar with them showed contempt when they saw that they only drove a 911, and they showed contempt in their words.

"Young Master Feng, who are the two people who drive 911?

It’s not embarrassing to drive a broken car here.”

Before she finished speaking, Mr. Feng grabbed her hair and said, "How can you die if you don't speak?

It's up to you to drive a car, don't cause trouble for me.

Madon, don’t take my car later.”

The little beauty was scolded and she burst into tears, but she didn't dare to confront Mr. Feng, so she was pulled aside by someone else.

"Don't talk nonsense. Don't look at them who only drove 911. It's not that they didn't have money. The shorter one is Dongcheng Third Young Master, one of the founders of the Super Car Club, and the taller one is even more amazing. The richest man in Yanjing, have you heard of Tan Xiaotian?"

The scolded beauty immediately opened her eyes wide and looked at Tan Xiaotian from afar, "Oh, it's too dark here. I didn't see my face clearly, otherwise I would definitely recognize him."

She hesitated for a moment, "Sister, he didn't bring his female companion. Do you think he can fall in love with me when I go over?"

The one who was called her by her sister glared at her angrily, "It seems that Mr. Feng is still merciful to you, and you don't urinate and take care of yourself. Can Tan Xiaotian fall in love with you?

You might as well leave quickly! When the fourth sister finds out, there will be no place for you to stay in Yanjing City."

"Who is the Fourth Sister?"

"Go and go, I don't have time to pay attention to you, and I dare to come here without knowing anything.

Don’t think that you can hold your two kids with your face and legs. You can’t even cry even if you make a ruthless person.”

Just as these gangs of March 8 were talking about Xiaotian, Tan Xiaotian was also dealing with the second generation.

These second generations are different from Lao Jia and the others. Lao Jia's generation has had a few hard days and has lost their fighting spirit after earning enough money. However, these children were born with golden spoons in their mouths. They never knew what it was like to endure hardship. They were drunk all day long and only knew how to enjoy themselves.

If it weren't for their father and brother's sake, Tan Xiaotian wouldn't bother to pay attention to them.

After nine:30, a roaring motor sound came from afar, and a convoy drove from afar.
Chapter completed!