Chapter 1079 A House Full of Wives

However, how could she escape Yingchen's eyes with this action? If the switch in her hand was not forcibly taken away by Shen Naichuan, Gu Yingchen would really want to blow up that despicable and insidious bastard!

The audience opposite was bustling:

"The leader now is our president Wen Mao. Great, great!"

"Look at how handsome he looks when he drives! I really want to marry him! It's so fascinating!"

"I knew that woman would lose. She really overestimated herself and dared to compete with wen zong!"

"Forget it, just treat it as a joke. There are too many people who overestimate themselves these days, and we can't care!" Mu Yangliu couldn't hear what these people were saying, but seeing the disdainful expressions on their faces and the contempt for Yan Su's direction, he couldn't help but stand up and emphasize loudly, "Susu is the best driver in the world! Your president Wen Mao is up to no good! Despicable and shameless! How dare you hit me?

Susu! How do you know if Susu is doing well when you haven't seen her race? Is it too early to jump to conclusions? "

Sitting in the audience, Shen Naichuan asked with a smile, "Have you seen it?"

"I, although I have never seen Susu play racing, with Susu's intelligence, this race will definitely win!" Mu Yangliu still had faith in Yan Su, his best friend.

Unlike her confident look, Song Xiaoya, Song Yuanlin and Song Jianwei were all secretly sweating over Yan Su.

"Is it possible?" Song Xiaoya's neck was about to break.

"I just want elder sister Susu to come back safely. After all, wen mao is a famous driver in New York. He has participated in so many races and hasn't lost yet..." Song Yuanlin couldn't help but pray.

"I wonder if elder sister Susu is afraid now? I should have stopped her..." Song Jianwei began to worry.

At this moment, Song Minsheng suddenly turned on his phone's flash and waved it like a light stick. "Susu, come on! Uncle trusts you!"

"Uncle, what are you crazy about?" Song Yuanlin hurriedly pulled him to sit down so that he wouldn't embarrass himself. But Song Minsheng stood resolutely. "Susu is your sister. How can you gain the will of others and destroy your own authority at this time? I think Susu's driving pretty well. She looks good. Why don't you stand up and support her? Her car crashed like this and the more she fell, the more courageous she became. You just don't have this kind of unyielding spirit.

An unforgiving spirit... "

"Uncle, it's not that we don't want to support elder sister Susu, but... Wen Mao is too strong!" Song Jianwei couldn't help but tell the truth.

Song Minsheng didn't care what Wen Mao was up to. He continued to wave his cell phone and mobilize Gu Yingchen and Shen Naichuan. "Don't just sit there. Get up, or Susu won't be able to see us."

The people in the audience opposite seemed to be blinded by Song Minsheng's flash. They took out their cell phones one after another and collectively shone in this direction. For a moment, Song Minsheng covered his eyes and felt that he was about to be blinded by their light.

Are you mistaken? There are too many people to bully others?

Mu Yangliu stomped her feet in anger. "It's so noisy. I want to gag them!"

Compared to the cheering from the opposite side, the audience on Yan Su's side was very weak...

"The louder the noise, the worse the loss. Just wait." Shen Naichuan didn't care about winning or losing. At this moment, he just wanted to protect Yangliu and stay by her side silently. As for other matters, he didn't care and couldn't care.

Through the rearview mirror, Wen Mao noticed that Yan Su's driving skills were getting more and more changeable. He couldn't help but laugh. "You know how to play tricks."

However, no matter how much fun she could play, the narrow track was destined that she could not surpass him, and he was sure to win this game!

Just then, countless helicopters suddenly appeared in the sky, and everyone was surprised: what is this situation? It's late at night, and I can't see the signs on the plane. Where did these planes come from?

Wen Mao looked up. Even though he couldn't see the logo on the plane, judging from the obvious shape, it was obviously Gu Yingchen's private plane.

Strange, what did he want with all these private jets?

The organizers are in a complete mess. What's going on tonight? First there was a stone expert like Yan Su at a gambling auction, then there were three judges fighting on the ice rink, now they were racing, and then there were so many airplanes in the sky. What did that mean?

The organizers knew that none of the guests present had the ability to do so. Even if they were asked who the plane was, where it came from, and what it was doing, they could not answer. At this moment, he had to come to Gu Yingchen and Shen Naichuan and ask for their opinions.

"Mr. Gu, Mr. Shen, what do you think? There are so many planes in the sky, and I don't know if they are friends or foes. Why don't we let our people warn them? Or just sit still? What better idea do you two have?" With a smile on his face, he humbly asked for their opinion.

But Gu Yingchen said lazily, "I invited you to give my wife a hand. What do you think?"

"You, you mean the plane is full of your guests?" The organizers were stunned for a long time and finally got to the point. "No, you mean the one who raced with Mr. Wen was your wife? You, you're married?"

"What, surprised?" Gu Yingchen glanced at him lightly.

"No, no, I just never heard of you, so..." The organizer laughed.

But Gu Yingchen's face was cold. "I still have to report to you about my marriage? Need your permission?" "No, no, no, I don't dare. The little one doesn't mean that." The organizers looked up at the plane above them, swallowed and said, "Mr. Gu has a lot of private planes. He must have bought a lot of money. Since it's a vip guest invited by Mr. Gu, I'll clear the scene and prepare a seat for him

We landed? "

"No need." "No, no need?" The organizers obviously didn't understand what Gu Yingchen meant, and then they thought of something and said, "Oh, by the way, Mr. Gu, how many guests have you invited? I'm going to check if the room is enough. If it's not enough, can I make some of them live in a double room

? "

"They're just going to show off. You're welcome." Gu Yingchen obviously didn't want to talk too much nonsense with him.

But the organizer stuttered. "Just, just come and celebrate? But there's only one minute left..."

His imagination was clearly limited by poverty, and he couldn't believe that there was someone in the world who invited so many people to watch a one-minute competition. Even if there weren't as many fans as there were in the opposite direction, there wouldn't be such a big deal, right? Looking at the number of planes, there are fifty if not a hundred? How many people are sitting on it? At this time, the people on the plane dropped the rope ladder and quickly got down, then sat in the audience around Gu Yingchen, to cheer Yan Su up.