ASTNovels Chapter 205 The Genius Racing Girl
Chapter 205 The Genius Racing Girl
Jiang Nuantang spoke calmly.
It looked like the sponsor didn't want money.
The truth is not very harmful, but the insult is very strong.
"Ah!"
The strong man sneered, and the blood rushed straight to his forehead. If he couldn't move, he would have to stand up and teach Jiang Nuantang to be a man. At this time, she could only sneer:
"The sponsor is gone and you want to change? You think it's Chinese cabbage on the roadside, and you want to do wholesale?"
Zhuang spoke with contempt, mocking her overreaching.
In the cognition of normal people.
Capital should be coaxed to come to inject capital, and then be provided like a second-born parent.
It is impossible for Jiang Nuantang to switch to another family if they are gone.
The strong man thought that what he said was the truth, but he saw that the other party didn't even give him alms out of the corner of his eye.
Green onion tapped on the phone screen with her fingertips, and at the same time casually replied:
"It's really a big grab."
This……
The strong men froze for a moment, and they all saw some uncertainty in each other's eyes.
After all, none of their dandies have meddled in the family's business, and they are so confident because of their family's wealth.
But combined with the woman's behavior and her decisiveness when making the phone call, they suddenly felt guilty.
Should it be—
Is there really something hidden in this that they don't know?
Before a few people could figure it out, their thoughts were interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps, and they took a closer look, and it was Manager Liu, the administrator of the car race.
Seeing Manager Liu, the strong man's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said without giving others a chance to speak:
"Manager Liu, we are from the Wang family in the north of the city. You must give us an explanation for this matter. Otherwise, we will be beaten like this in your arena for no reason! If the news spreads, will your match be held?"
Worried that what Jiang Nuantang said about changing sponsors would come true, a few people preemptively beat him up, trying to put pressure on Manager Liu by virtue of his family background and being called.
Seeing that Manager Liu avoided mentioning their accusations, he notified without changing his expression:
"It's a few of you, the car race organizing committee decided to disqualify you from the race..."
"What do you mean?"
Several strong men subconsciously glanced at Jiang Nuantang who was silent.
Thinking of the phone call she made just now, an ominous premonition surged in her heart,
Manager Liu ignored their doubts and directly explained the reason:
"Because you tampered with other contestants' cars before the race, you have constituted the crime of intentional injury. The car race has already reported to the police. If you have any doubts, you can wait until the police arrive..."
"Nonsense! What are you destroying other people's cars? Didn't you see that we were the ones who were beaten? Stop spitting blood!"
The strong men retorted excitedly.
After all, their methods are very secretive, and it is impossible to be photographed by surveillance.
As long as they refuse to admit it, the other party will have nothing to do with them.
"Is there any? After the police come, everything will be clear."
Pushing the glasses on the bridge of his nose, Manager Liu said in his usual voice.
"you--"
Seeing the other party's resolute attitude, several strong men were also somewhat untenable.
After all, they had no scruples at the time, and there is no guarantee that they will not leave any evidence.
While feeling guilty, he can't forget to use his family's capital as a threat:
"Our family is one of the major sponsors of the car race. If you do this, aren't you afraid that we will withdraw capital?"
At the end of the conversation, the strong man became more and more confident.
No matter what line of work he is in, this is not the only thing he is afraid of, but Manager Liu looks at him with pity.
"what happened?"
The man who was originally complacent seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water.
I had a premonition in my heart that something must have happened.
Seeing that the young masters of the offshoots of the Wang family knew nothing about it, Manager Liu covered his mouth and coughed lightly, and kindly reminded him:
"Beicheng Wang's family has been excluded from the list of car race sponsors."
"What did you say?"
The young master of the Wang family, who was the leader, raised his voice, and immediately, as if he had received a huge blow, he muttered to himself:
"No! It's impossible! How dare you?"
They are sponsors!
In this age of capitalism, who would turn money away?
The young masters of the Wang family couldn't understand the behavior of the car race organizer.
At this moment, Jiang Nuantang, who had been silent all this time, spoke up:
"The car races held by Qifeng Mountain have never lacked sponsors, not to mention that they are just a conservative, don't know how to adapt, and have gone downhill for many years. Now they can't compete with the four major families of Shao Bo, Jiang Fu, and Huo Yinxie in terms of capital. The three upstart royal families of Beicheng.
Even the sponsorship quota this time was obtained through trickery and connections. Do you really think you are very good? "
Jiang Nuantang frowned lightly, looking at the Wang family's rich and young men who were on the ground like mud.
I probably know why the Wang family in Beicheng gradually faded out of the stage of history.
No matter which stall has such a few, full of bad taste, only know how to have fun, and think that they can walk sideways by taking advantage of the power of the family.
In the end, it will be abandoned by the times.
Relying on the shade of their ancestors, the Wang family has been running rampant.
Now that he just learned that the family was kicked out of the sponsorship ranks, and Jiang Nuantang pointed out the problem face to face, his face can be described as green and red.
But that's not what they care about most.
"You, who are you?"
Wang Cheng, the eldest son of the Wang family who was beaten to the ground first, looked at Jiang Nuantang.
For the first time, I was so desperate to get an answer.
"Ms. Jennifer is one of the founder shareholders of our Qifengshan Circuit, and her words represent the meaning of our Qifengshan Circuit to a certain extent."
It was Manager Liu who spoke.
As one of the few old people who have stayed until now since the establishment of the garage.
He is no stranger to the identity of the once-popular woman.
"Jennifer?"
Before Wang Cheng and the others had digested the confidence in Manager Liu's words, Ji Zhengqi was the first to speak out:
"You are Jennifer herself?"
The only talented racing girl who was as famous as God Z for her superb driving skills at the age of 16 and her reputation resounding at home and abroad?