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

"I can't figure out why my brother's men were bombed into the hospital in the street yesterday."

Xu Heqing had a dull expression, with a smile on his face that didn't reach his eyes. He looked gentle but difficult to approach, and his slightly upturned peach blossom eyes were a bit cold.

He has suppressed the incident of the Miami highway shootout last night, and no news media or newspaper dares to mention it again.

However, since there were many witnesses near the scene, the news had spread privately. Many people in the circle had already seen that this was an internal fight between him and Adrian.

It was obvious that Adrian had suffered the loss. Several of his capable men were seriously injured in the accident.

However, even Xu Heqing did not expect that in order to hunt down Shen Shu, Adrian actually sent out several of his personal guards.

Hearing this, Adrian narrowed his blue-green eyes and did not continue the conversation.

"That little girl threw it?"

Lambert clasped his hands together and placed them comfortably on his abdomen, while his left hand casually and slowly moved the golden seal ring on the ring finger of his right hand.

Although the voice is old, it is sonorous and powerful with a sense of majesty.

"Yes, Father."

Xu Heqing's peach blossom eyes hidden behind the gold-rimmed glasses paused for a moment. He did not expect that the old president would take the initiative to mention Shen Shu's matter.

"He's quite courageous. Today's game might be very exciting."

Lambert's tone was relaxed, as if he was completely focused on the next game and was oblivious to the undercurrents between his two sons.

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"I heard there was a street explosion in Miami. It seems to be caused by the internal fighting between the two gangs of the Dawn Society."

Jiang Jingxiu was lying on the thick gray wool carpet in a manner neither sitting nor lying properly, with his back leaning against a pillow he had taken off the sofa.

"It will take at least a decade for this to go on." Song Yun sat on the sofa, holding the photo with the printed date 2023/06/05, from which the identity of the female racing driver could not be seen clearly, and thought quietly.

"I heard from Song San that Adrien has privately discussed with him many times and wants to meet with you."

Jiang Jingxiu held the remote control in his right hand and changed the channels on TV out of boredom.

"I'm not interested in their family affairs." Song Yun narrowed his eyes, and seemed to have thought of something for a moment. He suddenly changed the subject and said, "Do you think soul travel exists in this world?"

As we were talking, the TV was playing a popular time-travel drama about a palace. It tells the story of a modern girl whose soul travels back to the Qing Dynasty and the love, hate and revenge that happened in the palace.

"No way, Mr. Song! How old are you? Do you still believe in the plots of TV dramas? My sister who just started kindergarten knows that this is fake!"

Jiang Jingxiu sat up in shock and looked at Song Yun in disbelief, wondering why he suddenly said something that was so inconsistent with his personality.

"I am serious."

Song Yun asked the question seriously, but he didn't expect that the TV would just coincidentally stop at this time-travel drama.

"What does it matter if it exists or not? Maybe there are people like this around us, but who would take the initiative to admit it? They would be arrested as mentally ill."

Seeing his serious expression, Jiang Jingxiu thought about it seriously and gave his unique answer to this problem which is full of physics, space, time, brain nerve health, dramatic plot, etc.

Song Yun didn't say anything else. Jiang Jingxiu checked the time and quickly changed the channel to the sports channel.

"I was so busy talking to you about that ridiculous time-travel TV show that I almost forgot about the NASCAR Summer Finals that I had been waiting for so many days!"

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"I heard that after your team replaced Jason, they found a weak little girl?"

"I heard it's an Asian girl. I think you should just disband your team right here. After all, this way you can save some lives!"

"You can't kill a chicken with a bull's knife."

In the racer preparation area, three players from the Pioneer Team, led by Vic, blocked the way of Andrew and Leo from the Yolo Team.

Vic was sarcastic and even uttered a proverb in his poorly pronounced Chinese.

They received formal racing training in Europe since childhood. Relying on their strong family background and talent, they passed the selection step by step and entered Adrian's Pioneer Team.

As people of orthodox origin, they look down upon grassroots people like Andrew and Leo, who came from poor families but were discovered by the team purely because of their talent.

Therefore, whenever they had a game, Vic and his friends would ridicule them in person in various ways to entertain themselves.

In the past, they would have been more restrained because there was Jason, who came from a good family. But now that Jason has been forced to withdraw from the competition and no one knows where he is, Vic and his gang will only get worse.

Andrew and Leo's faces turned livid, veins on their necks bulged, and their hands were clenched into fists. They were obviously extremely angry.

But they didn't dare to refute, nor were they qualified to refute.

The team did find a frail Asian girl, and that was a fact they had no way of arguing about.

Moreover, Vick has been the champion of the NASCAR events in the past two years and the most popular player among fans. He is also known as a genius that appears once in twenty years.

No matter which point, Andrew and Leo felt that they were inferior to him. Every time they were ridiculed, they could only swallow their anger. After so many times, they gradually became numb.

“It’s quite lively.”

Along with a clear and cold female voice, a petite girl strolled into the preparation area.

Andrew and Leo frowned instantly when they saw the person coming, and their displeasure was evident on their faces.

Originally, the two of them would have tolerated Vic's sarcasm, but with her at the center of the topic, Vic was afraid that he would get even worse.

When Vic saw Shen Shu coming, he became even more excited, and a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Due to many reasons including physical fitness, thinking style, reaction speed, etc., female drivers have been a rare sight in the racing world for hundreds of years.

It is unheard of for a woman to be able to advance to the NASCAR event known as Hell Race. There have been no women in the NASCAR event history for nearly 50 years.

The skinny girl in front of him didn't look like someone with such great power in any way. So Vic concluded that she got to where she is today through some undisclosed relationship.

"If you, the canary, don't stay in your cage and please your boss, no one will pity you if you run out here."

Shen Shu raised his head and glanced at Vic and the others with a pair of cold eyes.

"Instead of reminding me, why don't you go say hello to your friend who was sent to the hospital last night."

Vic and the others were obviously stunned. They didn't expect that the street bombing in Miami last night was related to this little girl.

"Oh and the way you speak Chinese is really like a toad chasing a frog." Shen Shu paused and added: "Don't think too much, it just means that you are ugly and have nothing to do with flowers."