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

The upcoming National Racing League has made the Hong Kong International Airport a red carpet arena with constant flashing lights over the past two days.

Well-known figures from business, politics, entertainment, finance and other fields have appeared here one after another.

Compared with these people, Qin Qiwei's arrival seemed insignificant.

"It's just a car race, but so many big guys came!"

She looked in surprise at the airport reception passage in front of her which was crowded with fans.

Qin Qiwei didn't know much about the racing world. She was able to come this time because her agent repeatedly requested it.

"It really wasn't that popular in previous years, but this year it's because Shang Jie came back to compete."

"There is also a rising star, the only female contestant in this competition, but I forgot her name. She is also very popular." The assistant came forward and explained something to her.

"Shang Jie?!" Qin Qiwei was stunned. She knew this person.

The first official F1 driver of Country Z, a sports star with epoch-making significance. His name is known to everyone in the country.

Thinking of this, Qin Qiwei narrowed her eyes. Taking advantage of this car race, she could find a chance to take advantage of the other party's popularity.

As for the female driver whose name even her assistant couldn't remember, Qin Qiwei simply ignored her.

This was so true that when she passed by the advertising column promoting the car race at the airport, she did not notice at all that the photo of contestant Shen Shu was printed on it.

The advertisement column was very large, occupying nearly 100 meters in length. Nearly 100 contestants in this competition were on it, and the visual effect was very shocking at first glance.

Song Huaizhi found Shen Shu's column accurately. He stood there, looking up, without moving for a long time.

If he had known earlier that Shen Shu had such a strong talent for racing, he would have stopped his mother from going to the house to cancel the engagement, and it wouldn't be so difficult to save the relationship now.

Fans of Shen Shu would come to take photos and check in beside him from time to time, and soon the place was surrounded by people.

"I finally have the chance to see Shen Shu in person! I'm almost tired of looking at all the videos and photos online."

"Throttle drift, the only female car god in the country!"

Feng Jingwen, who came with him on the same plane, stood at the back of the crowd with a gloomy look on her face.

He spent a lot of manpower and financial resources to change the rules of the game just because he didn't want Shen Shu, who was now at the bottom, to have a chance to climb up.

But no one knew how Shen Shu had such luck that she could find a team willing to guarantee her in such a short time.

Although Baituo is a small racing team that almost no one cares about, and there are no good resources to offer to Shen Shu, but with her talent, she is very likely to stand out as long as she takes the field.

Feng Jingwen looked at the pair of eyes she loved which were now filled with Shen Shu again, and the jealousy in her heart began to burn fiercely.

What if the team guarantees that you can register for the race? But it depends on whether you are lucky enough to make it to the race!

The moment Song Huaizhi turned around, Feng Jingwen's expression changed quickly.

She pursed her lips slightly and smiled shyly: "Huaizhi, there is a track day event at the Hong Kong City Racetrack tonight, let's go and have a look."

"it is good."

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At around ten o'clock in the evening, Shen Shu was on his way back to the hotel with Fang Yuanyuan when he received a call from Yan Siyi.

The background noise on the other end was very noisy, as if it was in a downtown area. The roar of sports car engines and the cheers and screams of the crowd came one after another.

"Shen Shu, I know you are in Hong Kong."

"You haven't forgotten about the race between the two teams at the track day tonight?"

The boy's voice was somewhat teasing, and he obviously knew that she was trying to get away with it by pretending to have forgotten.

Shen Shu didn't want to get involved in the childish games of these second-generation rich people in the Hong Kong circle, but the sports car had already been lent to Yan Siyi, so Ji Shaoqi on the other side was bound to be provoked.

There was no point in her hiding anymore, so she might as well face him openly.

Thinking of this, Shen Shu didn't waste any more words: "I'm at the entrance of K11 musea."

"Okay, come right now."

With the sound of a sports car engine accelerating from the other end of the line, Shen Shu hung up the phone helplessly.

Not long after sending Fang Yuanyuan to the special car back to the hotel, Yan Siyi and his group arrived.

Perhaps because of the car race, all kinds of luxury cars from Hong Kong City came out to drive around. During the few days the tourists were here, they were dazzled by the sights.

But no matter how dazzling those things are, they are not as eye-catching as the convoy in front of us.

Looking up, all kinds of rare supercars are neatly lined up in a row, and you can't see the end even if you stand on tiptoe.

This visual effect is so stunning that it would be hard to describe it in any language.

The first car was a Bugatti Veyron Sport, with a dark black body and a deep red waistline running through the entire car. At first glance, it was breathtaking, like a monster lurking in the dark night of the city.

The window of the driver's seat slowly lowered, revealing Yan Siyi's face with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes.

He immediately spotted the girl who stood out in the crowd: "Get in the car!"

Pedestrians on both sides of the street stopped to watch. Shen Shu lowered the brim of his hat and sat in the passenger seat under everyone's attention.

On the surface, she looked calm and composed, but in reality, Shen Shu was so embarrassed that she almost made a hole in the ground.

She knew that Yan Siyi came by car, but she didn't expect that a whole convoy would follow him. No wonder the voice on the other end of the phone was so noisy just now.

"You have helped me a lot. Now that you are in Hong Kong, I, as your host, must give you a grand reception."

Yan Siyi knew that she was a low-key person, so after guessing what she was thinking, he made a few jokes.

"Then thank you." Shen Shu rolled his eyes at him rudely.

It was clear that they were rivals when they first met last time, but this time they miraculously became friends.

Yan Siyi recalled the time on the Huangpu River yacht. He thought Shen Shu was a gold digger who wanted to cross the social class. He never thought that he would not only lose to her in the racing competition, but also ask her for a car.

After Shen Shu, he stopped looking at people through tinted glasses.

The convoy started moving again, speeding towards the international racing circuit.

The street scene outside the car window receded, and a large LED screen of a shopping mall in front suddenly came into view.

A commercial endorsed by a top male star was playing on it, and Shen Shu immediately recognized it as Wen Ci'an.

At just one glance, the feeling of emptiness that came from being too immersed in the role quickly crept into her heart.

As soon as she rolled down the car window to get some fresh air, a cigarette was handed to her.

"Want one?" Yan Siyi looked as if it was a matter of course. He didn't believe that someone who could drive a racing car so wildly could be a good girl.

He is a sensitive person and can detect some ups and downs in Shen Shu's emotions.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of a lighter, smoke drifted out of the window.

"Do you like NASCAR co-branded products so much?"

Shen Shu glanced at the black sweatshirt he was wearing and remembered the baseball jacket he was wearing when they first met.

"No, I just simply like Mist."

Yan Siyi raised his chin with pride and stretched out his hand to reveal the Gothic tattoo on his wrist that paid tribute to Mist.

"Okay, I'll get you an autograph later."

Shen Shu flicked the ash from his cigarette and smiled meaningfully.

"Really? You...you know her?"

"Well, the relationship is okay."

As for the signature, it was just a matter of convenience. Shen Shu added silently in his heart.

There was a moment of silence in the carriage, and then a burst of excited exclamations from the young man suddenly broke out.

Shen Shu raised his hand and rubbed his ears, thinking that he had acted quite impressively this time.

The international racing circuit was crowded with people, and the convoy slowed down when it reached the entrance.

The spectators of the track day were queuing up to check their tickets for entry, and when they saw the team coming in, they all cast their eyes over.

Shen Shu lit up his second cigarette and when he casually looked out the window, he unexpectedly met a pair of familiar eyes.

When Song Huaizhi saw Shen Shu sitting in the passenger seat of the sports car, he was stunned.

Her eyes were dark and gloomy, with a hint of scarlet on her slender hands, and she looked cold and yet exuded an indescribable charm.

This was the first time he had seen another face of Shen Shu since he was a child.