Chapter 59

"Your boyfriend?" Wu Minghai frowned, obviously very confused about Lin Ruofei's explanation.

He has just seen song Xiaofan's clothes. They are really ordinary. It's estimated that they don't exceed 100 yuan. It's estimated that song Xiaofan's clothes are all casual passers-by on the road.

"Yes, my boyfriend." Lin Ruofei affirmed again.

Wu Minghai can't help but feel funny. It seems that this woman is really too lonely to find such a loser who has no money and status to be her boyfriend. Isn't this little white face particularly strong in any aspect?

Seeing the disdain hidden in Wu Minghai's expression, Lin Ruofei is too lazy to continue to communicate with him.

You look down on Song Xiaofan? You are not qualified to make song Xiaofan look down on you.

Other people at least dare to sit in the car and song Xiaofan fair race, and you? Is it interesting to point out the rivers and mountains here?

There is no suspense about the race, song Xiaofan won, those rich children who won the peak lost all their money, on the contrary, those racing drivers who went to beat song Xiaofan because of Lin Ruofei had already made a lot of money.

Gao Feng was sitting in the driver's seat powerlessly. His heavy racing suit was soaked with sweat. Just now when his car was out of control, he really scared his soul away. Fortunately, his psychological quality was not bad and he pulled it back in time.

Otherwise, now he is one of the many bones at the foot of Gaoming mountain.

"Song Xiaofan, I'm convinced!" When he stepped out of the car, his feet were still shaking, but the first move in his hand was to give song Xiaofan a thumb.

Although he is arrogant and has not been able to accept the fact that he has lost to others for a while, as an opponent, he thinks song Xiaofan really deserves respect.

Song Xiaofan smiles and walks to his car to help him walk unsteadily.

"Your professional level is really high, and you can analyze all kinds of tracks, but you are probably completely addicted to the victory and defeat of the car, and you forget the happiness brought by the car."

"We want to enjoy the pleasure of speed, don't we?" Song Xiaofan blinked his eyes, which was meaningful.

Gao Feng was stunned. What song Xiaofan said is really reasonable. After so many years of mechanical racing and winning prizes, he has long forgotten the palpitation in his heart when he first touched the car. It seems that the young frivolity of longing for speed has faded away.

"You're right." Gao Feng's eyes are firm, which seems to determine a certain idea in his heart.

Song Xiaofan patted him on the shoulder, the car race did not bring him any practical benefits.

"I don't want your car either. I know you like it very much. I advise you to repair it as soon as possible." Song Xiaofan's smile is very warm.

Gao Feng lived so long, it was the first time that he felt the warm smile of others. At this moment, his heart was even moved.

"Thank you." After shaking to say these two words, Gao Feng bumps his feet toward Wu Minghai.

This warm-up match is absolutely successful, the atmosphere of the scene was immediately mobilized by song Xiaofan, this is the real warm-up match.

So harmonious, so loving.

This is very rare among these arrogant and domineering rich children. They don't understand why song Xiaofan doesn't simply take away Gaofeng's racing car?

Song Xiaofan certainly understands Gaofeng. A racing car is a driver's body. If his body is deprived, what power can he have to run on?

"You're great!" Lin Ruofei gets close to song Xiaofan and gives him a big hug. He puts his hands around Song Xiaofan's neck and looks like a little bird.

"Haha, general operation." Song Xiaofan is modest.

At this time, Zhang Yunheng, who has been watching the war for a long time, also came together. For song Xiaofan, he seems to have a new opinion.

Maybe this young man is the best in an underground racetrack. Maybe he can make millions in a race?

But with the thought of song Xiaofan's decisive attack on Murong Su, he began to question his own judgment.

"Song Xiaofan? Who is it? " He was full of doubts, but no one answered, so he went to ask Zhao Tong.

Zhao Tong was just a little girl. Seeing that Zhang Yunheng, the young man, was very amiable, she replied, "my brother song is a soldier, you know, from the war zone."

"He can do everything, such as cooking, killing, racing and fighting." Zhao Tong very proud of the introduction, as if to introduce themselves.

"All right, all right, I know." Zhang Yunheng is afraid that if he doesn't stop, this girl will be able to make it up again.

How does song Xiaofan feel so evil? I don't want to talk about Kung Fu. This way, that way. Isn't it the reincarnation of Jingang huluwa?

"Mr. Wu? I'm sorry I won. It seems that you can't get my car. See you later in the competition Song Xiaofan approached Wu Haiming, and the corners of his mouth were full of banter.

It goes without saying, don't you like my car? Sorry, I won now. The car is still mine. As for your car, I won. I don't care.

"Ha ha, my little brother is really young and promising. I can't see that his driving skills are so superb. It seems that Gaofeng should train harder." He smiles awkwardly to hide his embarrassment.

Damn, I was ridiculed by a nobody. It's a shame.

Zhang Yunheng also knew Wu Haiming. When he saw that he spoke in a strange way, he couldn't help but gather up: "general manager Wu? Yes? Are you going to compete with you for that stone today? "

"I can't say the competition. I'm sure he'll win." There's no need to explain the meaning. I'm invincible. This jade belongs to Wu Minghai.

"Ha ha, I'll see you on the court then." Zhang Yunheng is not a layman like Wu Minghai.

Although he doesn't have the talent of Gao Feng for racing, he has a passion and focuses on stability and steadiness. His driving skills are much better than ordinary people.

"Zhang Shao, how long is the primary race?" Song Xiaofan approached Zhang Yunheng and asked.

He now thinks that although Gao Feng is interesting, he needs more racing experts, but his strength has not been fully used.

"Soon, more than half an hour to go." Zhang Yunheng is very careful about the competition time.

"Do you think there's a better driver than Gao Feng in this race?" Song Xiaofan asked again, saying this sentence to Wu Minghai on purpose.

Wu Minghai's face is green. After a long emotional competition, you just look down on others' strength.

"There should be. This time, there are many internationally famous drivers. Their value is much higher than the peak." As if in Zhang Yunheng's eyes, the peak is not very high.