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The acceleration was over the bend, it was only a shooting direction under the ideal state. However, it was impossible for it to be exactly the same as the ideal state, so the acceleration was over the bend, it was very possible that even a tiny pebble on the road could cause the car to be destroyed.

Today, another person whispered in his ear about how the acceleration had gone too far and made him do it immediately.

Uncle Chen's entire body trembled, then he shook his head. "No, no."

"Okay, you can do it. Trust yourself." Xu Qingmo said.

"No, I'll die that way!" Uncle Chen's voice trembled.

"You tried to kill me before. Did you die?" Xu Qingmo said in a cold voice, "If you don't try, you will forever live in this shadow and will never be able to raise your head. You will never be that Jin Ling Cha Shen."

Uncle Chen struggled to look at the road in front of him, momentarily at a loss of what to do.

"I will fail." "You guys are still in the car"

"We trust you." Dong Youyou said, "Uncle Chen, you will definitely succeed."

There was no more time for Uncle Chen to think, because the five-strand hairpin had already arrived.

At the last moment, Uncle Chen suddenly clenched his teeth and stepped on the gas pedal. "Go!"

When Dong Youyou saw this, she let out a sigh of relief. However, she then realized that Xu Qingmo, who was standing next to him, had his entire body tensed up as he stared unwaveringly at the rapidly changing path in front of him.

In that moment, Dong Youyou felt as if Xu Qingmo, who was by her side, was driving. Previously, she said that she believed in Uncle Chen, but a large portion of it should be because of the man beside her.

The taxi kept drifting, but its speed kept increasing. The friction between the tires and the ground gave off a burnt smell of smoke.

A curve, acceleration, body stability.

With two bends and an acceleration, the car began to sway slightly.

With three bends and an increase in speed, the Ferrari's tail could already be seen in front of them.

The fourth bend was right in front of his eyes, but Uncle Chen's hands began to tremble. It was here that he had rushed out last time.

Accelerated drift can only be maintained at three bends and cannot be maintained.

"Do you want to give up?" At this time, Xu Qingmo's voice sounded out, "Are you still going to fall down here?"

"No!" "Hurry up!" shouted Uncle Chen as he accelerated and turned the steering wheel with all his might.

Finally, the taxi turned around, but the car shook violently and rushed out of the road.

Uncle Chen was shocked. His whole body was covered with cold sweat and he panicked all of a sudden.

"Speed up!" "Hand-brake!" Xu Qingmo's voice was still calm and unhurried.

There were only four words, but they were like a bolt of lightning that suddenly tore through the darkness in Uncle Chen's heart, waking him up.

He was also a racing expert, so he immediately understood Xu Qingmo's intentions. He used one hand to pull up the hand brake, while stepping on the gas pedal.

The taxi let out a monstrous roar and it was as if the entire car had turned over. It was close to the edge of the road and it had just turned around. Its speed was even faster than before!

The Ferrari was right in front of them.

With the help of the turn's acceleration, the taxi caught up to the Ferrari in a short straight line, travelling side by side with it.

Ahead was the last bend.

Xu Qingmo laughed instead. "Victory."

"Victory." Uncle Chen said excitedly.

This time, there was no longer a need for Xu Qingmo to guide him. Uncle Chen had already performed a perfect arc and increased his speed, leaving the Ferrari behind and accelerating past the bend, rushing out of the path.

"Bam!"

The taxi had just pulled out of the curve when the tires exploded.

Uncle Chen did not panic. He stepped on the brakes while he controlled the direction. The taxi spun a few rounds on the road before coming to a steady stop.

"Hu!"

Uncle Chen collapsed on the seat and let out a long breath.

Xu Qingmo did not move, he stood perfectly straight.

Dong Youyou, however, was embarrassed. She was thrown into Xu Qingmo's arms.

"AHH!"

"Thank you, Brother Xu." Uncle Chen's entire temperament had changed. It was as if a layer of shackles had been removed from his body. "However, the tire has exploded. I can't send you guys to work now."

"It's fine, Jin Ling Cha Shen." Xu Qingmo laughed, then pulled Dong Youyou away from the carriage.

"Uncle Chen, we'll be leaving first." Dong Youyou saw that it was getting late and said.

"En, I will tell you about it when I go to your house for a drink tonight." Uncle Chen smiled.

Xu Qingmo and Dong Youyou stopped a taxi at the side of the road and left.

At this time, the Ferrari drove over.

"Chenshen!" The young man jumped out of the Ferrari and ran over, saying in shock, "Accelerating the drift past the bend, actually accelerating the drift past the bend, how did you do that!"

Uncle Chen laughed lightly: "I presume you are the Jin Ling Cha Shen."

The young lad scratched his head, "That was in the absence of you, and now that you're out of the mountain, the name Jin Ling Cha Shen is still yours. I still need to acknowledge you as my master."

The young lad was indeed the new generation of Jin Ling Cha Shen, no wonder he took the initiative to look for Uncle Chen for a race.

"I'm not, and I won't be either." Uncle Chen said, "I was not the one who used the acceleration."

"What?" Not you? " The youth did not understand. "Weren't you driving the car just now?"

"I drove it, but I wouldn't have succeeded without him." Uncle Chen recalled the thrilling turn just now, that moment of life and death, when he himself was stunned, but Xu Qingmo was still able to maintain his calm, and calmly command himself.

Uncle Chen was also an expert at driving, he knew that the difference between driving a car and a person in command would be incalculable. To be able to see through his recovery and point it out so straightforwardly, it was hard to imagine that Xu Qingmo didn't know how to drive a car.

Therefore, Xu Qingmo definitely knew how to drive, and his driving skills were definitely above his.

"As long as he is here, the title of Jin Ling Cha Shen will never fall on me." Uncle Chen said.

"Him? Was it the guy who agreed to the competition? "He looks pretty young, but he's actually stronger than you." The young man was also surprised.

"Much better. I can't even imagine what it would be like for him to drive a car."

"No, I still want to take you as my master. I heard that guy you mentioned was so strong, and I was rude to him just now, so he might not accept me as his disciple. I want to be your disciple, and I'm begging you to teach me the techniques to speed up my cultivation."

"This is my last race car. I won't be racing anymore." Uncle Chen looked at the exploding Lun Tai. "If you want to learn, then start by opening the rental car."

"Ah?" "Rent?" The young man was puzzled. "There are five rental companies in Nanjing, and three of them are run by my father. Do I still need to go to Taxi driver?"

However, when he thought of that godly skill of speeding up and going around the corner, the young man still practiced nodding his head in agreement, and then continued to call him master, asking him for information on Xu Qingmo.

On this day, there was a legend left in the Jin'ling racing world that the older generation's Jin Ling Cha Shen had reappeared. Although it was just a short competition and it was just a brief flash in the pan, the younger generation's Jin Ling Cha Shen was completely defeated and voluntarily gave up the title of Jin Ling Cha Shen. However, this title did not return to the older generation's Jin Ling Cha Shen, but instead was crowned by a mysterious person who did not have a racing car at that time.

To this, the new and old Jin Ling Cha Shen s did not complain at all.

Xu Qingmo and Dong Youyou sat in the taxi and arrived at the Lin Group Building. Coincidentally, it was time to get off work.

Xu Qingmo and Dong Youyou had no choice but to wait outside the elevator.

As a result, everyone in Lin Group saw a scene like this. The usually petite and capable Secretary Dong stood together with an unknown nobody. It seemed like they were very familiar with each other.

Some said that he was a security guard, some said that he was a new assistant recruited by Secretary Dong, some said that he was the boyfriend of Secretary Dong, some even said that his identity was on the surface that he was the boyfriend of Secretary Dong, but in reality, he was Chairman Lin's pretty boy …

In the entire Lin Group, there was not a single person who did not recognize Dong Youyou, but there were many people who did not recognize him. Seeing Xu Qingmo and Dong Youyou intimately standing together, many people frowned in anger.

"Good morning, Secretary Dong." A young man in a suit with his chest puffed out walked over and greeted Dong Youyou. Then, he ignored Xu Qingmo and left with his chest puffed up, wanting to take this opportunity to humiliate Xu Qingmo.

As a result, when he was halfway there, he secretly turned his head to look, only to see Secretary Dong, who he had been dreaming with, actually tiptoeing and whispered into his ear.

"He is the Deputy Minister of Propaganda Department, Zhou Xiaolu." Dong Youyou whispered into Xu Qingmo's ear.

Xu Qingmo nodded, but he was shaking his head in his heart, this kind of person would not be a traitor.

"Good evening Secretary Dong, work overtime tonight." Another man walked over and greeted Dong Youyou first before extending his hand to Xu Qingmo who was beside him, "You should be the free security guard Xu Qingmo, I have heard a lot about you. My name is Zhou Sisi, please take care of me."

"Thank you." Xu Qingmo and Zhou Zuo Si shook hands and responded politely.

After a while, an ice-cold man passed in front of Xu Qingmo and Mu Yurou. could only nod his head slightly when he saw him and let out a cold snort when he saw him, which directly expressed his disdain before turning around and leaving.

"Minister of Production, Zhou Xiaosheng." Dong Youyou whispered.

There was no one left, Xu Qingmo and Dong Youyou walked into the elevator.

"Are there still people with the surname Zhou in the company?" Xu Qingmo asked.

"There should be more, but those are the only three I remember." Dong Youyou said.

"How do you know?" Dong Youyou asked curiously.

"Instinct." Xu Qingmo smiled.

"You're kidding me." Dong Youyou punched Xu Qingmo. After a day of interaction, the two were already very familiar with each other.