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

A dark motorcycle was driving on the street, and the street scenes and pedestrians on both sides quickly retreated and shrank in the peripheral vision until they disappeared.

Thinking back to when the two of them had just walked out of the school talking and laughing, dark emotions surged in Song Yun's dark eyes.

"What were you guys talking about just now?"

Even though his heart was filled with bitterness, his tone remained calm and composed, so Shen Shu could not hear any other meaning.

Before he met her, he never thought he would become so petty.

"We were just talking about which car I should drive in next week's national league."

Shen Shu raised his hand to adjust the helmet to a comfortable position and answered directly.

"Have you decided on a car yet?"

Song Yun was feeling jealous, but was inexplicably comforted by Shen Shu's honesty. When he heard that it was about racing, he straightened his expression.

"Not ready yet."

If nothing unexpected had happened, she would have undoubtedly chosen her old partner, the Koenigsegg Regera.

However, this time we are competing on behalf of the Baituo team, and the result of the competition will directly affect the sales of new cars released by the Baituo brand in the future.

It would be great if she could drive a Baituo brand car on stage. It could even directly increase the topic and popularity, and directly sell goods on the spot. Would she have to worry about future sales?

But the car company’s factory had just started construction and there was no production line yet, so where would the cars come from for her to drive?

Thinking of this, Shen Shu couldn't help but sigh with regret. Ideas are always good, but they can't be realized.

The moment she raised her eyes, an old black Santana drove past.

Inspiration suddenly flashed through his brain at this moment, bringing with it a burst of electricity, and Shen Shu's eyes lit up instantly.

There is no new car, so she can use her old model car!

"Where is the BT 730 that we helped Mr. Jiang repair and restore in Beijing?!"

Shen Shu immediately leaned his head forward excitedly, and his usually cold and delicate almond-shaped eyes were now frighteningly bright.

Feeling the sudden warmth on his back, Song Yun stiffened for a moment, and his sharp jawline unconsciously tightened.

When he heard Shen Shu's question, he instantly understood her intention.

"It's still parked in the maintenance workshop at Shuanggang Racetrack. If you need it for the competition, I'll tell Boss Jiang to have the car shipped to Gang City in advance."

Shen Shu nodded happily. She had inspected and restored the car herself, and she still remembered the parameters of its parts clearly.

The modification parameters of that Betuo 730 fully meet the requirements of the national league.

My mentor used that car to win the national championship and the Asian championship 20 years ago, but when he was so glorious, he was entangled in so many unfounded scandals.

A generation of heroes fell just like that, and he would never stand on the stage of the world league again in his life.

Today, 20 years later, she is going to drive that car again, take back everything that belongs to her mentor, and step onto the world stage to restore the reputation of country Z’s domestically produced cars!

Thinking of the car, Song Yun thought of his nominal father who had been missing for many years.

After so many years, he had almost forgotten what Song Zhen looked like. He only clearly remembered the day his mother passed away and his father, who was less than 30 years old, had his hair turn white overnight.

The shadow in his life left by the other party is still affecting him profoundly and clearly.

Song Yun lowered his eyes slightly, and an indescribable feeling surged in his heart.

Does he hate this father?

If it was out of hatred, then why would I keep my hair silver just because my father turned white overnight?

Why does he collect Song Zhen’s helmet and all his racing cars?

If I don't hate it, why would someone who loves racing so much suffer from psychological barriers and be unable to participate in a car race?

People are always contradictory and complex, and the influence of their original family will always accompany a person throughout his life.

There are many reasons why Song Yun fell in love with Shen Shu. Maybe it was because she was unrestrained and unrestrained in the arena, maybe it was because she was positive and sunny and grew up in a happy family, maybe...

Shen Shu keenly sensed his melancholy. She said nothing, but patted Song Yun's shoulder tacitly.

After reviewing the competition questions at the repair shop and eating the nutritious meal prepared by Song Yun, Shen Shu took the subway to the company with his schoolbag on his back.

Fortunately, the distance was not too far, otherwise the journey alone would have been exhausting for her.

Because school ended early on Friday, Shen Shu arrived at the company at only seven o'clock. Usually she would not get here until nine o'clock in the evening.

There have been many busy projects recently, so all employees in the company have to work overtime.

Shen Shu first asked his secretary to adjust all his schedules for Sunday, and then participated in several project progress meetings.

First, it was Fanxing Real Estate Company. She spent a lot of money to hire several well-known domestic architectural designers to make detailed residential building designs for the residential area in the CBD.

She abandoned the traditional residential community design that is popular nowadays and instead adopted the fourth-generation residential design that emerged later, namely the courtyard house, in which every resident on each floor of each building has his or her own large private garden.

This design not only looks beautiful, but also ensures the city’s green area, which is the first of its kind in the country today.

When several designers first heard Shen Shu's idea, they thought it was too unconventional, but when the drawings came out, they all fell silent.

Now the construction company cooperating with the government has obtained the drawings and started construction.

In two months, this property will be officially launched to the market.

The architectural design of the Star Hotel has not been finalized yet, and Shen Shu doesn't have any special ideas yet. Anyway, there is no rush and he can think about it slowly.

The clothing company is also making good progress. The clothing for this winter series has been finalized and put into production. The contracts for the two spokespersons have also been signed.

Under the command and leadership of Zhang Tongliang, everything at the factory was in order and nothing went wrong.

Thinking of Zhang Tongliang, Shen Shu's eyes dimmed. The private detective sent a file of him and his family last night.

Since the collapse of CCi, Zhang Tongliang and his family returned to Nanhe Province. He changed many factories within a year, but he did not stay in any of them for long and his income was no longer comparable to before.

However, the strangest thing was that his frail and sickly daughter was arranged to be treated in a very expensive private hospital in Country M despite the family's poor financial situation.

However, Zhang Tongliang and his wife have always told the public that their daughter was receiving treatment in a hospital in Zhengzhou.

The huge contrast between the words and the reality made Shen Shu feel very cold.

She chose the original plan, to let the bullets fly for a while, to wait and see for a while before taking action.