After the poor daughter was exposed: bigwigs from all walks of life went crazy

Hearing the coach's question, Lei Dong, Han Fei and others present were all stunned and looked at the two of them in surprise and doubt.

They just heard Shen Shu calling her "Master" and thought that her throttle drift was taught by their coach.

But from the question, it's obvious that the two of them are not familiar with each other at all!

As we all know, the only successor of throttle drifting nowadays is Coach Sun. Could it be that Shen Shu learned it from the long-missing former racing god Song Zhen?

As if confirming what everyone was thinking, Shen Shu curled his lips calmly and said helplessly: "I learned it from the racing tapes of Song Zhen, the racing god, decades ago."

Rebirth is a good return ticket, but it also comes with the most fatal flaw.

Everyone who had interacted with her in the previous life had forgotten her, and all her interpersonal relationships had to start over.

Her mentor was standing before her, but she could not recognize him. She even had to find a lame excuse to cover up the driving skills she learned from him.

Song Zhen fell silent. He had been living in anonymity for many years, using the name of his long-deceased teammate Sun Chang.

He knew very well that no one in the world except him could teach the true essence of throttle drift.

If she really taught herself by watching video tapes as Shen Shu said, then her talent might be even more terrifying than he imagined.

No wonder her racing style is similar to her younger self.

Song Zhen thought about it and felt that the only reasonable thing that existed was extraordinary talent.

Wu Mingyuan was the only one in the team who was qualified to learn throttle drift, so he knew very well what kind of incredible racing talent Shen Shu must have to be able to teach himself to achieve such high-quality throttle drift.

Strictly speaking, she can be said to be a unique presence in the global automotive industry.

"Anyway, thank you very much for your help to our team. Whether we win or lose tomorrow, you will always be our role model."

"Yes, thank you so much, little sister."

"If you need help, come to us!"

Led by Senior Brother Lei Dong, everyone spoke up to thank Shen Shu.

"It's too formal. We are all family from now on."

Shen Shu raised his eyebrows, smiled mysteriously and said this, then he left the Baituo team's base with his backpack on his back.

"What does she mean?! Want to join our team?"

"If she can join Baituo, we will definitely be able to hold our heads high in this year's league!"

"Don't daydream. They may just be being polite. It's great that someone with such talent and strength can help us."

This time, the team members lost their composure and went into an uproar on the spot.

Since Fang Xin was still dealing with the drafting of the contract, Shen Shu had nothing to do so he took the subway to the Bund for a walk.

At 8:30 in the evening, the sun sets, the stars shine, and the neon lights come on.

The rippling water of the Huangpu River reflects the towering, brightly lit skyscrapers on both sides of the river.

It is only when night falls that this megacity fully reveals its prosperity and luxury.

In her previous life, she was a passer-by in this city. In this life, she will definitely leave the most vivid and colorful mark here.

The cold wind blowing along the Huangpu River blew my hair, and the scenery on both sides of the river was reflected in my eyes. No one knew that this girl in a white dress walking by was about to change the upper structure of the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

"My God, this yacht is so big! It must be several times the size of other private yachts."

"There's even a swimming pool on the foredeck. Now I remember, this is the Grey!"

"You are talking about the super yacht owned by the Yan family in Hong Kong, right? I didn't expect to see it in Shanghai."

"I heard that the Yan family has expanded its business to Shanghai in the past two years!"

Shen Shu, who was about to leave and return to W Hotel, suddenly stopped and looked in the direction of the onlookers.

I saw a fifty-meter-long luxurious multi-story yacht slowly sailing towards the pier on the Huangpu River bank.

This not only attracted the attention of passers-by, but even some people sitting on small private yachts leaned out to look at this high-profile and eye-catching behemoth.

Shen Shu actually knew quite a lot about yachts. In her previous life, she had liked various extreme sports, wakesurfing being one of them.

For this water sport, she spent 20 million in her previous life to buy a small private yacht.

This magnificent ship in front of us, which is not overshadowed by the night view of Shanghai, must have a base price of at least 800 million yuan.

Thinking about the 500 million in her pocket, Shen Shu suddenly felt that it was not so good. She had so little money that it was not even enough to buy someone a big toy.

Just as passers-by stopped and talked, the sound of sports car engines came quickly from far away.

Leading the group was a track version of the Pagani Zonda worth 60 million yuan, followed by four or five Lamborghini Aventadores of various colors, and in the middle was a limited edition supercar released by Koenigsegg this year.

Without exception, their license plates all have the same leopard number starting with Shanghai A!

Behind them were more than a dozen private luxury cars of various types, such as Bentley Continental, Mercedes-Benz S-Class..., which dazzled the passers-by.

Everyone was muttering that if they drove a BMW, they would be embarrassed to follow behind them. It was obvious that they were the second or third generation of the top circle in Shanghai.

Shen Shu was even more shocked. Camera phones were not widely used at that time. If this happened in the future, the flash would dazzle his eyes.

She originally thought that those people in the Beijing circle were high-profile, but now it seems that compared with this group of second and third generation Shanghai people, they are much more restrained.

Luxury cars stopped at the entrance next to the pier, and a group of young men and women in bright clothes walked out.

Shen Shu stopped looking at it and just as he took a step, he heard a shout from behind him.

"Shen Shu?!"

As soon as Tan Yu'an got out of Zeng Wenyun's Mercedes-Benz, he saw a familiar white figure not far away.

She looked at the passers-by who were looking at her with envy, and she began to want to show off to Shen Shu.

Zeng Wenyun frowned, somewhat dissatisfied with Tan Yu'an's behavior of making loud noises in public, feeling that it was a bit embarrassing for herself.

"She is the disciple that Rong Xiuyun has chosen."

Seeing this, Tan Yu'an quickly explained.

"Your cousin from a poor county town?"

"Yes, that's her."

Zeng Wenyun's expression eased slightly, and she remembered this matter. She glanced at the vain Tan Yu'an, and immediately came up with a plan.

"Shi Yue just said that I can bring another friend to Young Master Yan's yacht. Why don't you ask your cousin to come?"