Super Crazy Son-in-Law

Wang Yifan drove himself and drove Lin Xiao to the South Ring Road.

South Ring Road is an urban expressway in the outermost ring of Zhennan. It has just been built and has not been officially put into use.

Because of this, Langyan has the opportunity to hold a large-scale road rally here.

It's a rally, but it's just a gimmick. In fact, it's an underground racing activity.

It gathers all kinds of racing drivers from 16 provinces to hold an event with a total bonus of hundreds of millions, which can not only expand the influence in the circle, but also open the gambling disc and make a lot of money.

Recently, Dongxing group is sparing no effort to acquire the industry of Fengshen group, which needs at least tens of billions of capital flow. Langyan is ready to make a lot of extra money through this event, which can also be regarded as reducing some pressure on Dongxing.

Therefore, Langyan has been very busy recently, busy organizing the event.

When Lin Xiao arrived at the scene, he found that colorful flags had been hung around the expressway, and many people still lived on both sides with tents.

In a neat row of tents near the starting point, Lang Yan is quarrelling with a group of drivers, as if he is very excited.

Wang Yifan carefully led the way to Lin Xiao and said, "Lord Lin! You can't blame Lang Yan for not returning the phone. He has been really busy recently and is almost in trouble. I heard that he has invested nearly 10 billion this time. If something goes wrong, the whole Dongxing group will be finished."

"Really?" Lin Xiao didn't hear what Langyan said, but the investment of 10 billion yuan really hurt his muscles and bones.

Dongxing group has a market value of 100 billion, which does not mean that the group has so much money, but a combination of stocks, plants and fixed assets.

Let Dongxing come up with 10 billion at once, which is also a great deal.

Lang Yan is going to put all his eggs in one basket.

Before Lin Xiao entered the tent, he heard the loud cry of Lang Yan.

"Huang Mao! What's the matter with your training data? Why is it so much lower than yesterday?"

Lang Yan took a few pages of data paper just printed out, patted the table and shouted.

Huang Mao lowered his head and dared not speak.

Tian Qing hurriedly explained, "brother Yan, Huang Mao injured his hand yesterday, which affected today's training data..."

"What? Hand injury?" Lang Yan grabbed his head and roared, "why didn't you say earlier that there will be a game tomorrow? You want to kill me?"

The head of yellow hair hangs lower.

Tian Qing took a look at the other drivers. "Brother Yan, don't worry, we will definitely bring you the trophy back."

Lang Yan glanced at him, "you guys? I don't underestimate you. You know the recent progress speed of Huang Mao? Who can compare his talent? This time he is the main force. Without him, why do you compete with those professional drivers?"

Tian Qing used to be a retired driver, but in terms of talent, he really can't compare with Huang Mao.

Huang Mao, who is still a minor, has become a great general when driving. Both courage and technology have reached a very high level.

Tian Qing has been surprised and puzzled until now. Who found the good seedling of yellow hair at that time is really accurate and frightening.

Such privately organized underground racing events are not so standardized, and there will be some accidents in the middle.

For example, opponents can send some cannon fodder drivers to hinder drivers who are likely to achieve results. The goal of these drivers is not to achieve results, but simply to obstruct, so as to ensure the stable play of their own drivers.

Lang Yan naturally knew the rules and prepared at least ten drivers in advance to obstruct other competitors.

There are hundreds of drivers participating in the competition, and the competition regulations are divided into several sections.

It takes a total of two days from the initial qualifier to the final qualifier and the final final.

In these two days, we must ensure that the drivers who have the hope of winning the championship can break through the siege.

Lang Yan relied entirely on Huang Mao to win the game this time.

Judging from the recent data, Huang Mao has reached the due level of first-line drivers in an all-round way. Once he plays extraordinary, he will win the championship and win the race for him.

But the accident came so fast that Huang Mao's hand was hurt.

Lang Yan grabbed Huang Mao's right hand hidden behind him. His right hand wrapped in bandages was swollen like a big steamed bread.

No wonder today's grades are so bad. Are you really hurt?

Lang Yan frowned deeply. The injury can't be cured in a day or two. It will certainly affect the play of tomorrow's game.

Experts fight for nothing, let alone hand injury. Even if the mood fluctuates a little, they may fall short.

Racing is no better than others. Opportunities are fleeting. Psychological fluctuations are likely to affect the race results.

Yellow hair is useless.

The waves scratched their heads.

"Brother Yan, leave it to us." Tian Qing volunteered to stand up.

Other drivers also came forward to petition, hoping that Lang Yan could hand over the girder to them.

These drivers are also first-class players, but they drive regularly and have no spirit. Ordinary competition can be competent naturally, but this time is different. They may be in a hurry just because of the on-site atmosphere during the competition.

Huang Mao is the most unhurried Racer that Langyan has ever seen, except for boss Lin Xiao.

What is it not genius to have such a mental state at such an age?

Such a genius, the greater the pressure, the greater the rebound, and is likely to win this game.

However, now there is an accident, which makes Langyan at a loss for a time.

"Lang Yan, don't you tell me anything?"

Lin Xiao walked in slowly.

"Boss?" Lang Yan's eyes brightened. "Are you back? I thought you couldn't come back. It's great for you to come back..."

As if he had caught a life-saving straw, Lang Yan rushed over with a happy heart, "you want to save me, boss."

Many drivers were stunned.

Langyan is already the top boss in their heart. He is young, rich and powerful.

Now Lang Yan shouted in front of them that another person was the boss. Who would this person be?

"Hum!" Lin Xiao pushed him away angrily, "let you get herbs. What are you doing here?"

"Boss, I have long had an idea about herbal medicine. I'm sending someone to buy it. There will be news the day after tomorrow at the latest." Lang Yan said with a dry smile, "but you have to save me today, or I will be finished and Dongxing will be finished."

"Crooked ways!" Lin Xiao glared at him, "with this time and energy, you might as well go to Tiangang district to help Haijian close their territory. The red eyed king is dead, and there are so many territories for you?"

"Boss, you can't get close to the fire. I'm burning my eyebrows, so don't laugh at me..." Lang Yan smiled shyly. "I've been preparing for this event for two months, but it's two days later. Originally, Huang Mao could play, but he was injured. No one can win except you!"

"Hum! Then why didn't you tell me earlier?" Lin Xiao asked.

"You've been too busy lately, and I don't want to disturb you because of these small things. But now that you're back, you're sure it's best for you to play." Lang Yan said with a smile, "I know the boss is the best and will promise me, right? If you don't play this time, I must lose miserably. You don't want to see Dongxing group fall down because of my misoperation?"

Lang Yan's words made the drivers standing around very unconvinced.