On the first day of filing for divorce, the system rewards 100 million

After learning the result, Wu Xin felt like he had lost his soul.

"No way, no way."

"Dong Feng is a professional racer, how could he lose? How could he lose?"

Wu Xin has now become a parrot.

But the rich second generation guys in the Chasing Wind Club will not let Wu Xin go.

Several rich second-generations came up and grabbed Wu Xin.

"Pay back the money quickly!"

"You're gambling with others when you don't have any money. You'll lose to death!"

"You wrote us an IOU, you can't deny the money!"

After being dragged several times, Wu Xin finally regained some consciousness.

"I will pay it back, but you need to give me some time?"

Wu Xin held it in for a long time before finally saying this sentence.

However, these rich second-generations will naturally not accept such perfunctory explanations.

"Don't play this with us."

"Just tell me when you can give it to me."

"If you can't give it to me, I'll go find your dad."

"We have our eyes on several projects of your company. If you really can't pay it back, we can use the projects as collateral!"

In the eyes of these rich second generations, Wu Xin has now become a piece of fat meat.

Now everyone in the circle knows that Qingcheng Group has established a relationship with Jiangcheng Group.

If they could snatch a few projects from Qingcheng Group, they would definitely be praised by their parents.

These second-generation rich people are not all uneducated.

If Wu Xin wins, he will collect interest from him. If Wu Xin loses, he will go to Qingcheng Group to grab the project. In short, they will never lose money.

It’s just that Wu Xin was completely blinded by the prize money of 10 million yuan and didn’t see the calculations of these so-called good brothers at all.

"This is my place. If you want to cause trouble, go somewhere else."

As soon as Lin Sa arrived, he saw the commotion here and started scolding.

After hearing Lin Sa's words, these rich second-generations became much more obedient.

After all, in front of Lin Sa, their background is really not worth mentioning.

Wu Xin also took this opportunity to escape, but at this time he was hit several times on the face, leaving several bruises, and he didn't know who kicked him several times on his body, leaving several big black footprints.

When Lin Sa's eyes fell on Wu Xin, she was a little surprised.

Don’t these rich second-generations have any sense of face when they are outside?

"Wu Xin, you lost this bet. I have transferred the 10 million to Chen Feng's account."

Lin Sa looked at Wu Xin with disdain in her eyes.

At the same time, Lin Sa was also considering whether she should invite these rich second-generation members of the Chasing Wind Club to similar activities in the future.

After hearing Lin Sa's words, Wu Xin felt his legs go weak and he fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

"Chen Feng, you have to treat us now that we have made such a fortune."

Lin Sa's tone towards Chen Feng became much more casual.

"Of course, if you hadn't invited me, I wouldn't have met this kind of money-giving boy."

The smile on Chen Feng's face was also undisguised.

Who wouldn't be happy to get 10 million out of the blue?

Chen Feng's gaze vaguely fell on Wu Xin who was lying on the ground.

"By the way, didn't you say I can't laugh anymore?"

"Why hasn't the smile on my face transferred to yours yet?"

Chen Feng asked.

Wu Xin had no chance to retort to Chen Feng's words.

Now he just felt a black screen in front of his eyes and was about to faint.

However, his rich second-generation friends would naturally not let Wu Xin faint.

How come this sum of money hasn't been clarified yet?

With the help of his friends’ fists and kicks, Wu Xin slowly woke up.

Faced with a new wave of questioning, Wu Xin only regretted that he had not fainted completely just now.

At this moment, Wu Xin saw Dong Feng following behind Wu Yuan.

"Master, just accept me as your apprentice. As long as you teach me how to drive, I will do anything you ask me to do."

"Master, please don't ignore me, okay?"

"Is my attitude not sincere enough?"

Dong Feng had been following behind Wu Yuan, constantly underestimating him.

Wu Yuan was so annoyed that his brows were furrowed. If Dong Feng hadn't done anything out of line, Wu Yuan would have wanted to knock him out with one punch.

"I'm not available, and you don't have the talent."

Wu Yuan just left this sentence and ignored Dong Feng.

"No, Master, maybe you didn't observe me carefully enough."

"I am a professional driver after all. I definitely have talent, but it has not been fully tapped."

"As long as you, Master, give me some guidance, I will definitely make rapid progress!"

Dong Feng's tone was firm.

At this moment, Wu Xin rushed in front of them with a group of people.

"Okay Dong Feng!"

"How could a professional driver like you lose to an amateur?"

"You are so familiar with Chen Feng's driver!"

"Tell me, is this a trap you set for me tonight?"

Wu Xin's tone was excited.

Wu Xin now has only one idea, which is to make a big deal out of this.

"Wu Xin, I am not as skilled as you."

"My master's driving skills are so good that even Michael Schumacher is no match for him, let alone me."

Dong Feng's tone was very dissatisfied.

Dong Feng had no good feelings towards these second-generation rich people. If they were not willing to provide him with funds, he would not have been able to stay in this club.

Now that Wu Xin actually dared to slander him for match-fixing, how could Dong Feng possibly tolerate Wu Xin?

"Master has already called you out, and you still say you don't have a leg!"

"Even the God of Cars is not his match, what nonsense are you talking to me about!"

"Okay! Master Lin, is this the only dirty thing you can do in your place?"

Wu Xin's tone became more and more excited.

Just when Wu Xin was about to encourage his friends in the club to escalate the situation again, he found that no one agreed with him.

Wu Xin has lost his mind now, but those rich second generations are not stupid.

Wu Xin's words offended both Chen Feng and Lin Sa, two great gods.

If you offend these two people at the same time in Jiangcheng, you simply want to end your life.

They won't be stupid.

By the time Wu Xin turned around, his so-called friends had already dispersed.

He looked like he was totally unfamiliar with Wu Xin.

Seeing this scene, Wu Xin knew that he was abandoned.

"Oh, Wu Xin, what's your big opinion of me?"

"You think the game I set is unfair?"

"Who do you think you are to help me plot against you?"

Lin Sa looked at Wu Xin with extremely cold eyes.

"No, Master Lin, that's not what I meant. I'm a bad mouth and I said the wrong thing!"

Wu Xin finally realized what he had said and quickly began to explain.

But at this time, Wu Xin's explanation seemed very pale.

"Tell your father to come over here. I want to ask him how he taught his son."

Lin Sa said coldly.

Wu Xin wanted to struggle, but was grabbed by the people around Lin Sa.