Come wear it, come to die

A tall and strong man walked out of the capital airport of country Z, where people come and go. His hair was combed into a cool big back, his face was engraved, with edges and corners, and his facial features were deep. Black sunshade glasses covered his eyes. Eyes, high nose bridge, thick lips, and a light beard, which makes his temperament even more sturdy. He is wearing a black vest, showing his muscles tangled and powerful. He is wearing tight jeans, showing his legs Straight and slender.

"Master Edmund, please get in the car. Madam has been waiting at home for a long time." A car was already waiting outside the gate of the airport. The driver in a black suit stood in front of the car, nodded respectfully to him, and spoke fluently speak English to him.

He raised his hand and hooked down the sunshade glasses on his face, revealing a pair of golden eyes. He looked past the driver and landed on the black Reiz behind him.

"What kind of car is this, can it be driven?"

"This is Toyota Reiz, Madam said you can't drive it." The driver looked very serious, remembering what Madam said when he left the house, he must not let Master Edmund drive, otherwise he will bear the consequences.

"Strange car..."

"Master, you must be tired after sitting on the plane for [-] hours. It's not good to drive when you're tired. Get in the car and rest. The sun is shining today, and the air conditioner is turned on in the car." The driver opened the door of the back seat.

Edmund pushed up the cover glasses, looked up at the sun in the sky, it was indeed very sunny, and said: "Well, driving while tired is dangerous, I listen to you." Finally got into the back seat.

The driver closed the door, wiped the sweat from his forehead, let out a breath, got into the driver's seat and started the car.

"The engine of this car is not good. It needs to be replaced." Edmund fastened his seat belt, listened carefully when the car started, and said, "It starts too slowly."

The driver was sweating profusely, and said, "This is a new car my wife bought for you. The engine is fine, so there is no need to change it."

"New? The quality is really bad. No wonder the speed is so slow, like a turtle crawling."

Driver: ...Compared with the car driven by this world-class racing driver, the speed of this car is indeed no different from that of a turtle crawling.

It happened to be rush hour now, there was a bit of traffic jam, and Edmund in the back seat felt very bored, so he could only look at the scenery outside through the car window, and he happened to see something that attracted his attention.

"What kind of convoy is that from country Z?" His slender fingers lightly tapped on the car window, pointing to a flag fluttering in the wind in the distance.

The pattern of the flag is black and white, with a running racing car printed on it, and the rear of the car is a black and white square gradient, and there is a line of Chinese characters below. He can't understand the Chinese character Z, but he can understand the picture of the flag. This is how the team's flag is designed.

It happened to be a traffic jam, the driver turned his head and took a look, and said, "Master, that's not a team, it's the Z Country Racing Association."

"The Racing Association?" Edmund's golden eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "Can I go and have a look?"

Although his mother is from country Z, he has never been to country Z, but he also knows that the racing competition in country Z is not as developed as in foreign countries.

"It is necessary to apply for a visit to the racing association. Madam is acquainted with the president of the racing association. Young master, you can ask madam to help."

"Okay, then you can drive back quickly."

Driver: ...still in traffic jam, master! !

In the study, Mr. Tong prayed with his slender legs up, and took a sip of tea gracefully from his cup.

"What are you doing in the study?" Su Dongbo, who was processing the document, quickly signed it with his hand holding a pen, without raising his head.

Since the eldest son became a race car driver, he seldom goes home, let alone enters the study here. Today is quite rare, going home, eating, walking the dog and entering the study.

"There are some things to discuss with Dad." Tong Qianjun put down his teacup and said calmly.

"Say."

"When I went out for a walk with the dog just now, I told Meijin something."

Su Dongbo paused slightly, looked up at his eldest son, and said, "Oh, what did your brothers say?"

"Dad, we have all grown up, and you should enjoy the blessings." Tong Qianjun said: "Although Meijin is 'handicapped', she was able to graduate with the top grades in the Department of Business Administration. In terms of managing the company, she must be Yes, Dad, you can hand over the company to him."

"What about you? I asked Meijin to study business administration so that I can help you in the future. Liang Chen, the company was run by your mother. Although Meijin is your brother, the company belongs to you." Su Dongbo said .

Tong Xianjun smiled and said, "I don't want to be in business."

Su Dongbo frowned.

"Dad, I can't be a racing driver all my life. In a few years, I will retire and inherit your skills. Isn't it just right that my brother is in charge of the company? After your mother passed away, you married your mother, and you have always been in your heart." I feel sorry for me, so I divided some things into fine details, just because I am afraid that I will be wronged in my heart." Tong Qianjun has all the memories of the original owner, and what Su Dongbo said now is what the original owner has always buried in his heart. He said: "I never felt wronged. My mother is very gentle and treats me as her own. She even loves me more than my younger brother. When my mother passed away, I was only two years old. She just made up for the loss of my mother when I was young." Meijin is my brother, we are all one family."

Listening to his son's words, Su Dongbo showed a slight smile on his face. His eldest son has always been cold, but he never expected to say such words to him today.

"I understand."

"Since Dad understands, then it's decided. Starting tomorrow, Meijin will go to work in the company, and you and Mom will enjoy the blessing."

"What do you mean?"

"I have already booked a two-month round-the-world honeymoon trip for you and Mom, and I told Mom that you booked it yourself to celebrate your 24th wedding anniversary. She is very happy and is packing her luggage now." Seriously , stood up, put his hands on the desk, leaned in front of Su Dongbo, and said, "Dad, you don't want to disappoint Mom, do you?"

Seeing that his eldest son has six points of similar face to his dead wife, Su Dongbo really wanted to whip out the papers and beat him up, this brat...he and Shanru are old married couples, and they are still going on a honeymoon trip around the world. What a shame.

The next day, Tong prayed himself to drive Su Dongbo and Wen Shanru to the airport, and watched them get on the plane.

【V587, what's the situation with Long Aotian now? 】His purpose is to prevent the Child of Destiny from approaching Su Dongbo with a photo.

Hmph, no one is in country Z, flying around the world, he wants to see if Long Aotian can grow wings to chase after him.

【The bus that Child of Destiny took has arrived in the capital. ] V587 said: [Master Host, what are you going to do next? 】

[Of course, find someone to form a group to fight the Child of Destiny, and let him drop important mission items. 】

Su Dongbo's departure is temporary. As long as Long Aotian waits for him to come back, he can still come to him with the photo. Before that, he will get the photo first. He has always been good at muddying water. of.

At the Capital Bus Station, a man with a bulging striped snakeskin bag on his back, a whitewashed black shirt and ripped jeans, with long hair draped over his shoulders, got off the bus and looked around the crowd And the high-rise Daxia in the distance showed a smile.

I took out an old yellow photo from the pocket of my jeans. On it was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old with a handsome appearance and a girl with double braids and a bright smile. Looking at the girl's slender waist, she turned over the photo, and there was an address and a name written underneath.

As long as he finds this person, he will no longer have to live in that precarious and poor life.

The man looked at the name with a calculating light in his eyes.

After arranging things, Mr. Tong prayed to drive Su Meijin to the company to go to work, and then returned to the racing association.

The mid-season will be here soon. He has fused the memory of the original owner, which is naturally a skill that will light up the original owner, but he needs to practice a lot to avoid losing the chain during the game, although the chance of this is very low.

Today's weather is very good, because the technicians are still overhauling the car, and Tong Xianjun, who has changed into a racing suit, walked to the side of the track with his helmet on and waited.

"Liangchen..." Ma Lisi walked over again on her stiletto shoes.

"Well, this is the racing track of the association. It's really good." Emond was wearing a black peaked cap and sunshade glasses that could cover half of his face. It's noticeable.

There are a lot of people in the racing association. This is to avoid being recognized. He went to country Z to play during the offseason, but no one knows. It has been here for a few days, except for the car that the turtle crawls so slowly when he goes out. , others are very good.

My aunt is gentle and kind, and the Z national cuisine is also delicious. I am not afraid of being recognized when I go out, and there are no reporters who pop up out of nowhere. Part-time jobs here are heaven!

"Sir, this is the best and most complete racing association in country Z. It was built according to the site of country A." Edmond followed behind the secretary of the vice president of the association. He didn't know who this person was, the vice president The boss only asked him to follow along and introduce all the things in the association to this man.

"There is no car in the driveway..."

There will be many people practicing in the driveway at the racing track in his team. The sound of the car starting and the tires rubbing against the driveway are echoed throughout the venue... It is so beautiful, like a sweet song, which makes him ecstatic fan.

"There are not many drivers in the association. It is the offseason now, and few people will come here..."

"What a waste."

The secretary couldn't understand what Edmund's words meant.

"beauty!"

Edmund suddenly exclaimed, the secretary looked up and saw two people standing on the side of the track, a man and a woman.

"Mr. Edmund, that beauty belongs to the president of the association, and her name is Maris."

"What horse? What Si?" Edmund didn't hear clearly.

The secretary suddenly realized that his grammar was wrong, and quickly corrected it, repeating: "Liser.Ma."

"Let's go over and say hello to your beauty..."

The author has something to say: Some friends went to Baidu to download Dabeitou and felt embarrassing... But the attack I set, Dabeitou is Beckham's version, not Fage's version. This style of painting is completely different, hahaha