The personal master of the stunning president

Chapter 79 Did You Make a Mistake?
Han Yuerong's limited edition Mercedes-Benz was not conspicuous at all in front of this group of luxury cars, but after Han Yuerong got off the car, a group of young and old laughed and laughed and surrounded him, chatting with Han Yuerong enthusiastically.

Seeing Han Yuerong's flawless avatar paying attention to him, Leng Feng felt that this was his chance, so he quietly left Han Yuerong and got into the crowd.

More than ten minutes later, Leng Feng returned to the same place, thinking that not only did he get nothing in the crowd, but also when he took the initiative to strike up a conversation, some beauties would roll their eyes at him, saying things like uncle, if you don't have money, don't imitate other people to pick up girls For words like that, Leng Feng had a gloomy expression on his face.

"Brother-in-law, you're finally here." Han Yuerong appeared out of nowhere, hugged Leng Feng's arm and walked towards the temporary platform.

"Our family's moon looks better..." Feeling the soft and elastic feeling from his arms, Leng Feng couldn't help sighing at the warmth and warmth of human feelings.

"Brother-in-law, let's place some bets." Han Yueying looked at Leng Feng expectantly as she walked.

"Bet? What bet?"

"Brother-in-law, you don't come from the solar system, do you?" Han Yuerong looked at Leng Feng as if looking at an alien: "How could no one set up a bet on such an intense and fierce competition..."

Listening to Han Yuerong's explanation, Leng Feng finally understood that in the racing in Flying Soul Valley, besides the bets between the racers, other people who don't participate can also place bets. With the camera, bettors can watch the live broadcast of the event on the big screen and place bets based on the development of the event, but the cut-off time for placing bets is in the first half of the event.

After Han Yuerong finished explaining, and the two of them also came to the stage, Leng Feng realized that there were quite a few people betting.

"Brother-in-law, who do you think is suitable?" Han Yuerong looked at the four racing cars parked on the big screen, with a frenzy in his eyes.

"Don't be in a hurry, let's see what I'm talking about." Now that he understood the rules of the game, Leng Feng was naturally not in a hurry, and the old god said.

"Brother-in-law, if you can help me win the 30 back this time..." Han Yuerong's eyes sparkled, and her expression became more and more charming.

"What are you talking about, you lost all the 30 I gave you." Leng Feng jumped up with a livid face as if someone had stepped on his tail.

"Brother-in-law, why are you so stingy, isn't it 30..." Han Yuerong couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and turned around angrily.

Looking at Han Yuerong's round buttocks wrapped in tight trousers, Leng Feng suddenly wanted to pull out the belt and slapped it a few times. Damn it, isn't it just 30? Do you know that for This 30, I have been in pain for a long time.

"Okay, let's stop playing, go back with me." Thinking of this level, Leng Feng grabbed Han Yuerong's hand and walked back.

"Brother-in-law..." Han Yuerong looked at Leng Feng with an aggrieved face, resisting Leng Feng's actions: "If you can help me win 30 back, I will show you the place where I gave birth."

"What you said is true." Leng Feng's heart skipped a beat, his lewd eyes fell on Han Yuerong's towering chest, and he let go of Han Yueying's hand.

"Brother-in-law, you're lustful." Han Yuerong obviously felt the aggression in Leng Feng's eyes, and giggled.

"No matter how lewd I am, I won't set my mind on you." Leng Feng's face was serious, his eyes rolled, but he looked at Han Yuerong with some expectation: "If I can not only help you win 30 Come back, and can you win money?"

"If you can help me win money..." Han Yueying's eyes lit up: "If you can help me win more than 100 million, I can let you take a closer look. If, if you can win 300 million, I will ……so I……"

Seeing Han Yueying hesitate to speak, Leng Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva with some difficulty, and his heart skipped a beat twice: "You can do whatever you want."

"I just..." Han Yuerong's face slowly turned red, and she looked particularly bright and charming under the light: "I'll let you in!"

"Let me in!" Leng Feng couldn't help but shivered, and took Han Yuerong's hand back to the stage like lightning.

"Brother-in-law, you bully me!" Han Yuerong bit her lip and looked at Leng Feng with resentment on her face.

"Yuerong..." Leng Feng's face remained unchanged, and a lewd flash of light flashed in his eyes: "Brother-in-law is avenging you, how can he say he is bullying you?"

"Brother-in-law, it's started, the first race has begun..." When Han Yuerong was about to say something, after seeing several racing cars rushing up the winding mountain track like sharp arrows, she pointed at the big screen excitedly .

Leng Feng squinted his eyes and looked at the fast racing car on the road. After a long time, he walked up to the staff and took out a bank card: "I will buy the No. [-] car to win."

"Brother-in-law, did you make a mistake..." Han Yuerong's face darkened, and she snatched the bank card from the staff member: "The No. [-] car is the last one, even if you have money, you can't build it like this!"

"Here comes a big idiot..." A fat man looked at Leng Feng with a timid look on his face.

"Yeah, this person has no common sense at all. The number four car fell behind at the start, how could it possibly win..."

"Sorry, I'll buy number four for 30 to win." Leng Feng snatched the bank card from Han Yuerong, and handed it to the staff with a smile on his face.

"Okay..." The staff took the card, transferred 30 to the account according to the password Leng Feng said, and handed Leng Feng a proof.

"What do you care about that idiot? Someone gave us money, you are not happy." Seeing that someone was going to laugh at Leng Feng, a man wearing a Rolex winked at that person.

"Brother-in-law, you are awesome. Number four really won." Seeing that the number four car was the first to cross the finish line, Han Yuerong waved his arms vigorously.

Because the betting was based on the performance of the car on the track, the odds were different. After this round, Leng Feng's 30 became 80.

"80, I'll buy the No. 80 car to win." After the second round started, Leng Feng casually handed the [-] card to the staff.

"You were so lucky the first time, and I don't believe you will have such good luck in the second round." The same fat man snorted coldly, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and bet 100 million on the run. Number one on the car.

"Brother-in-law, you are really amazing, you actually won again." When the No. [-] car crossed the finish line ahead of the No. [-] car by half a car, Han Yuerong was so excited that she hooked Leng Feng's neck, Her legs were wrapped around Leng Feng's waist.

"This time, I will buy the No. [-] car to win." In the third round, Leng Feng directly bought the No. [-] car.

"Stupid, the No. 200 race car driver has participated in the national championship and won the ranking." The fat man seemed to match up with Yi Yifeng, and directly took out [-] million to bet on the No. [-] car to win.

"Brother-in-law, you are great..." After the competition, Han Yuerong kissed Leng Feng directly on the face, and said excitedly, without realizing that after three rounds of competition, Leng Feng had nothing but the 30 yuan. In addition to gold, more than 560 million have been won.

(End of this chapter)