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

After two days of rest, Zheng Wanhua recovered and was discharged from the hospital.

Fortunately, the bankruptcy affairs have been almost dealt with, and Shen Guojun can handle the remaining matters alone, so Zheng Wanhua can rest assured.

Shen Shu repeatedly told Zheng Wanhua to relax and rest peacefully before going out.

Friday is the registration day for the race and also the open track day of the Beijing International Shuanggang Circuit, which is specifically designed to hype up the race day on Saturday.

Track Day is an official event organized by the racing venue where riders collectively book the track.

During the reserved time period, you can use the track for any experience activities.

Therefore, the racetrack is particularly lively today, with coolly modified racing cars whizzing past, making the spectators excited.

Shen Shu asked Boss Jiang for two days' leave and rushed to register.

Several receptionists dressed up carefully, hoping to meet some second-generation rich racing enthusiasts who caught their eye at today's track day.

"Those who are going to register as sign-holding ladies and car models please go to the right aisle." After seeing Shen Shu, the receptionist spoke without thinking.

I never thought that the girl in front of me would be a racing driver participating in tomorrow's big event.

Shen Shu was not annoyed. After all, given his age and appearance, it was normal for people to misunderstand him.

Just as he was about to explain his purpose, he was interrupted by a cute female voice.

"Shen Shu? Why are you here!"

Looking back, I saw a beautiful red-haired girl walking towards me from the right aisle.

It was Sun Meimei, Shen Shu’s junior high school classmate in the county. He had met her before on the bus to Beijing.

She vaguely remembered that the green-haired boy who brought her here was called Zhao Zhan, and he said he had found jobs for Sun Meimei and several other girls as sign-holding girls at racing competitions.

There are many racing tracks of all sizes in Beijing, but I didn't expect to encounter one here by chance.

"What a coincidence." Shen Shu was not familiar with her, and after a simple greeting he did not intend to communicate further.

"If you want to be a sign-holding girl or a car model, just tell me earlier and I'll let Brother Zhao arrange a job for you. Why bother to apply here yourself?" Sun Meimei just heard what the receptionist said and immediately assumed that Shen Shu wanted to sign up to be a sign-holding girl.

Her eyes slowly turned to disdain as she looked at Shen Shu. She guessed that Shen Shu had heard the conversation between her and Zhao Zhan on the bus and came to the racetrack to try his luck in finding a job.

Who knows, Shen Shu might be here to find Zhao Zhan.

When she thought about how Zhao Zhan had been trying to find out about Shen Shu from her in a roundabout way these past few days, she felt even more uncomfortable.

So what Sun Meimei said, both explicitly and implicitly, indicated that her relationship with Zhao Zhan was not simple, and told Shen Shu to give up the idea of ​​getting close to them as soon as possible.

In her eyes, Zhao Zhan is a great man who knows professional racing drivers, and he may even get into this business in the future. He is already one of the best in the county, so she has to block some of the suitors in advance.

Shen Shu smiled helplessly. Before he could say a word, he was misunderstood as someone looking for a job.

"Meimei, why don't you go and do the walking training with the team? Tomorrow's game is very important, you guys must not make any mistakes!" Zhao Zhan also entered the front desk at this time, and saw Sun Meimei chatting with a girl, and immediately put on the style of a small leader.

"Brother Zhao, haven't you met an acquaintance?" Sun Meimei immediately put on a flattering face and walked forward to hold Zhao Zhan's arm.

"This is the registration form of my cousin, racing driver Chen Hai. I paid the fee when I picked up the form yesterday." Zhao Zhan handed the registration form in his hand to the front desk.

Several receptionists knew Chen Hai, who was one of the new drivers signed by the official team of Shuanggang Circuit this year and was considered a hot new star.

When he heard that Zhao Zhan was Chen Hai's relative, a smile instantly appeared on his face and he took the registration form.

"Meimei, the job I found for you is not something that everyone can do, so don't just do it casually..." Zhao Zhan turned his head and wanted to scold him again, but he found out that the person who had just talked to Sun Meimei was Shen Shu.

"If it's her, I can consider it." Zhao Zhan narrowed his eyes. He didn't expect to meet Shen Shu, whom he had always been thinking about, here.

Seeing Zhao Zhan's reaction, Sun Meimei pursed her lips and looked at Shen Shu with an unfriendly look.

"Please move aside." Shen Shu frowned, his expression dull and almost indifferent.

Zhao Zhan and the other man were overwhelmed by Shen Shu's momentum and subconsciously stepped back.

"Please give me a registration form for tomorrow's Beijing race. Here is the registration fee and my racing license."

The receptionist was stunned. She didn't expect that the young girl in front of her was really here to sign up for the car race.

Zhao Zhan and Sun Meimei just stood there in a daze, watching Shen Shu quickly fill out the form with a dull look on his face until he left.

"Shen Shu...she can actually drive a racing car? And she even has a license?" Sun Meimei covered her mouth in surprise. Thinking about how she had just dragged Shen Shu to be a sign-holder and a car model, she instantly felt embarrassed and ashamed.

"Anyone can take the racing license test as long as they have hands, but as for whether they can drive a racing car? Humph, I'm not sure. I'm afraid she doesn't even have a racing car." Zhao Zhan felt very uncomfortable after being humiliated, but he didn't take Shen Shu's registration for the car race seriously.

After all, racing is a sport that is very expensive without the support of a team and family background.

Considering that I met Shen Shu on a long-distance bus before, and her plain and inconspicuous clothes, it was obvious that she didn't have the money to play racing.

I guess he got the racing license specifically to attract his attention after hearing his big talk on the bus!

Hearing Zhao Zhan's words, Sun Meimei felt comforted. After all, she and Shen Shu both came from the bottom-ranked junior high school in Qi County. Shen Shu was usually taciturn, so how could he drive a racing car? If he could, he would have announced it to everyone.

Whether it is true or not will be known after tomorrow's competition. Sun Meimei will be waiting with eyes wide open to see the joke.

Shen Shu didn't have the time to care about the little thoughts of several people, nor did he have the energy to think about them.

Shen Shu picked a viewing stand that wasn't crowded and sat down.

Her mother's sudden illness has made her feel confused recently. She is now confused about whether she can completely change the fate of her previous life. She is afraid of experiencing the departure of her relatives again, and afraid that she will not be able to grow up quickly and become a protective umbrella for her parents.

The long and winding track seemed like the body of a giant python with no end in sight. Several super sports cars, clearly different from other modified cars, drove past at high speed.

"Oh my god, this belongs to the Beijing SY Supercar Club!"

"Ferrari 812, Lamborghini Huracan, McLaren GT... The only club in North China that can produce so many amazing cars at once is the SY Supercar Club."

Several car fans were discussing excitedly, and their eyes widened when they saw the eye-catching super sports car.

"Is this a magical car in your eyes?!"

"Why? Are you so picky? Have you seen someone even more powerful in the capital?"

"Tsk, haven't you seen the Koenigsegg in our Shuanggang underground parking lot? I heard that the entire car is made of carbon fiber, and many of the exterior parts are high-tech that have never been seen on the market!"

"Fuck, now that you mention it I remember it! I heard that the owner of that super car is still unknown, and it has been parked in the underground parking lot for almost half a year."

"What a waste! If it were mine, I'd drive it every damn day!"

Shen Shu, who was sitting in the back, heard every word of the conversation among the fans.

Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she reached into her coat pocket with trembling hands and touched the cool, exquisitely crafted car key.