Soon, the convoy stopped from far to near, and in front of the crowd.

The headlights are bright, and luxury sports cars are blinding people's eyes.

Koenixek, Pagani, Maybach... are all sports cars above tens of millions, which are obviously one level higher than local second-generation cars.

These foreign second-generation people seemed to have made an appointment. When the car doors were opened at the same time, they saw scissor doors rising up on the scene. The scene was spectacular.

One by one, the arrogant second-generation people came out of the car, and there were also charming beauties on the other side of the car.

The appearance of the second generation from other places has obviously surpassed the locals.

Mr. Hui viciously spitted the cigarette butt in his mouth, "Damn it, I'll let you lose in a while and you can't even find your pants."

Tan Xiaotian unexpectedly saw a familiar figure among the second generation outside the country, Wang Cong.

At this time, Wang Cong was standing in front of a Porsche 918 with a long-haired beauty in his arms, and was lowering his head and saying something.

Tan Xiaotian sighed, he was still the same in his previous life, with a strong congruence and a flowing beauty.

Lao Sun and Hui Shao walked forward at the same time. Since Tan Mingdong gradually retreated from the world, they have become the persons of the Super Car Club.

"Hey, why are you here so late?

Are you scared?”

A second generation from another place led the way and sneered, "Fear?"

We are just on time, and we can talk less nonsense, have we brought the money?"

Lao Sun took out a card from his pocket and shook it, "10 million."

The leader also did the same thing and took out a card.

The two handed over the card to an intermediary and explained the rules of the competition on the spot. Each side sent three cars to compete. Whoever could occupy two of the top three would be considered a win.

In addition to the 10 million people, the loser will also withdraw from the Yanjing Supercar circle from now on.

Just when they were talking about the rules, Tan Xiaotian noticed that Wang Cong had no intention of a competition, but hid aside and kept chatting with the long-haired beauty beside him.

He knew Wang Cong’s future life trajectory. It is true that this young man likes cars, but he has never heard of him racing. Today he should be helping his friend stand up and cheer.

As for the long-haired beauty around him, I don’t know which girlfriend he is, but from his appearance, he is not the ones that the public is familiar with.

Just as he looked at Wang Cong, the beauty with long hair noticed. She looked up and said a few words to Wang Cong. When Wang Cong looked up, when he saw that it was Tan Xiaotian, his eyes immediately showed a look of surprise.

He immediately left the beauty of long-haired hair and ran to Tan Xiaotian, "Brother Tan, why are you here?"

"I'll accompany someone to watch the fun, why?

Do you like racing?"

Tan Xiaotian asked on purpose.

Wang Cong shook his head, "I am helping my friends to support the game. Although I like cars, I never drive. I don't have the ability to drive."

"That's good, this is too dangerous and illegal, so it's better not to touch it."

Tan Xiaotian looked at his Porsche 918 and praised, "Good car!"

This made Wang Cong embarrassed and scratched his head, "Brother Tan, don't make fun of me. I am young and I don't have enough control over my money, so I like to buy cars."

Tan Xiaotian smiled and glanced at the beauty with long hair, "Is there a beauty?"

Wang Cong's face turned completely red.

He knew that Tan Xiaotian was teasing him and had no malice, but he cursed the unscrupulous media on the Internet in his heart. If you hadn't reported it all day long, how could Brother Tan know about these things?

He was eager to change the topic, "Brother Tan, discuss something with you. Look, my e-sports club has been established, but if you want to play games, you can only go abroad. Should we organize a formal game in our country?"

This sentence aroused Tan Xiaotian's thoughts.

Yes! Now Tianyou holds the domestic agency rights of the three ace games in his hand, "DOTA2", "Star League 2" and "League of Legends". It's time to prepare for the national competition and harvest another wave of fans.

"What you said makes sense. I will study this when I go back and strive to launch it as soon as possible."

"That's great!"

Wang Cong almost started dancing.

"I heard you set up an investment company?"

"That's because my dad was afraid that I wouldn't do my job, so he dumped some money for me and asked me to do some serious business. He made a small fuss and couldn't compare with Brother Tan's tale."

The two of them started chatting indiscriminately.

Tan Mingdong walked over and said, "Oh, aren't you that guy going to my bar?"

Wang Cong smiled and greeted him, "Hello, Third Young Master."

Tan Mingdong patted him on the shoulder, "Boy, I have a good impression of you. I would like to advise you to avoid getting along with those messy people. What's the future?"

Wang Cong nodded repeatedly. He also understood the grievances between some local second generation and foreigners. He made up his mind to avoid participating in the troubles between them in the future, so as not to cause trouble. After all, his family is in business and cannot be compared with these local second generations with deep foundations.

******* On the way back, Tan Xiaotian was still driving. Tan Mingdong was a little regretful. His pre-marital carnival ended in such a bleak and slightest end.

This does not mean that from now on, I will have to do regular exercises between the family and the bar like countless married men.

"Brother-in-law, let's have some wine?

I want to say something to you."

His hesitant look aroused Tan Xiaotian's suspicion, "I'm driving! I can't drink, what's wrong with you?

Are you blamed for not making you unhappy with racing?

If you really want to play, I will take you to the F1 track another day to enjoy it, and it will be safer there."

"It's not because of this, I might..." Tan Mingdong lowered his head and was a little shy, "I might have premarital phobia."

Tan Xiaotian laughed out loud.

With Tan Mingdong's confused personality, can he still get such a high-level disease?

But he laughed twice before looking at Tan Mingdong's face turned blue, knowing that he was not joking.

He saw a gear on the side of the road, and slowly turned on the steering wheel, and the Porsche 911 was parked at the gear.

There were several tables of guests drinking at the quarreling station, staring at the two men getting out of the sports car and sitting on the small stool.

These people were just talking big and bragging, but now no one dares to speak loudly.

Tan Xiaotian took out his phone and called Zhang Shui first and asked him to bring a driver over. He couldn't drive after drinking.

At this time, the boss lady came over with the menu hesitantly.

She has been blocking her row for a while, but this is the first time she has come to eat in a sports car, for fear that the taste of her home will not be as good as the taste of these two men.

"Come on your house's most expensive beer, it's cool, and then give it some of the best ones."

The boss's wife saw that Tan Xiaotian was very kind and not like a bad person. She felt half relieved and hurriedly turned around and went to urge the vegetables.
Chapter completed!