Chapter 57: The Bloody Game (Part I)
As the general manager, Zhu Xin'er knows more or less about the doors here, and the reason why underground competitions still exist under the explicit prohibition is because of the rich interests of all parties involved.
Zhou Ziju has a new understanding of the underground competition, but he is not afraid, the competition is fun when there are more people, and in the same way, he thought of a good idea, a good idea that can make a fortune in an instant.
"Can you bet for me? Buy me a million bets, and I'll split it for you then." Zhou Ziju discussed with Zhu Xin'er.
If he relied on himself alone, the thousands of dollars in his pocket were not enough to stuff his teeth, and the remaining tens of thousands of yuan were saved by him and used when he needed it urgently.
Zhu Xin'er is a rich woman, one million is a drizzle for her, he thinks Zhu Xin'er will not refuse.
Who knew that Zhu Xin'er said righteously: "No, I am a lady with a sense of justice, and I will not participate in such a dirty bet." ”
Zhou Ziju pouted, this reason is really fresh and refined, obviously his eyes are full of four big words that are ready to move, but he has to show it, I am very righteous, I am indifferent to this, please don't pull me into the water.
Calm down at this time, wait until you get to the underground racing venue, the moment the race starts, your blood will boil, even if you are a lady, you can make you boil, make you crazy for it, and racing has such a charm value.
"Let's go, if we don't go, the good cars will be picked up. Zhu Xin'er urged Zhou Ziju to hurry up so as not to be late.
Zhou Ziju simply packed up his things, took Xuekui and followed Zhu Xin'er to the Qiushan Underground Circuit, where there are no races during the day, so he is not afraid of the traffic police comrades on the road to patrol.
Zhou Ziju and his followers came to the underground garage, where many vehicles were parked, all kinds of brands, even Masertila, which must be proud.
Although this car is inexplicably attractive to local tyrants, it is not the best choice for racing cars, and novices who do not understand cars may instinctively think that the higher the price of the car, the faster the speed, and will choose this car.
In fact, it is a performance that does not understand the car, people who understand the car know, choose the vehicle do not look at his brand, do not look at his shape, just look at the same, look at his engine, listen to the sound of the engine, only the engine can distinguish the quality of a car.
For example, the car of Wuling Light, which is not expensive, everyone can afford it, and it runs very fast, especially in the S corner, the grip is very strong, he is known as a god car, and it is very popular with drivers.
The reason why it is called a god car is not because of a certain movie, but because the engine of this car is really powerful, and it can give full play to the performance of this car, as long as it is operated properly, there is no problem at all in running Ferrari.
In the underground parking lot, some parking spaces were empty, and the administrator told them that some people came early, some vehicles had already been selected, and the race would start in the evening, and they needed to make some preparations in advance.
Zhou Ziju chose a blue car, he didn't remember the brand, but when he tried to drive, he felt that the sound of the engine was not bad, it was a good car among these vehicles, Zhu Xin'er asked him to think about it again, there are so many cars here, plus she only needs to tip the administrator, and the administrator will introduce them to the vehicles here, which is much stronger than them when a blind cat hits a dead mouse.
After all, this is guaranteed, Zhou Ziju feels that there is no need, first, when they come, the good cars have been picked almost, and secondly, the quality of a car does not determine the outcome of a game, it can only be said that it has more or less impact, besides, you can guarantee that there are no hands and feet in these cars, and the really good cars will make you rookies, and they have long been picked up by their veterans.
Zhou Ziju can be sure that the remaining vehicles are more or less problematic, and the renovation and rectification after driving back, I believe that the same is true for those who choose a good car.
It's just that the time is a bit difficult, the race starts at 10 o'clock in the evening, they need to enter the competition site in advance for the test registration office, it is already more than 8 o'clock in the morning, and there is absolutely not enough time to go from here to the tuning shop to make a reasonable modification.
Zhou Ziju even suspected that those of them who had already driven away had already driven away the car one night in advance, and even if the background was hard enough, it was their own car that would come at that time, and the organizer would not make a noise.
Everything in the world has the possibility of operating in the dark, it depends on whether you have enough chips.
Zhou Ziju didn't plan to change it, so he chose this car, and the garage keeper gave the car keys, and asked a few requirements, and left here.
Zhu Xin'er was unhappy on the side, obviously there are so many good cars, but she chose an unknown one, she has always paid attention to the fashion industry, especially the vehicle, although it is a female voice, but she likes it more, she usually pays more attention to it, what car is good and what car is not good, she still knows a little bit.
If the good cars here were picked up, she wouldn't have any opinions, but she obviously saw a Ferrari lying quietly, waiting for the arrival of the owner, and it would be a waste to leave the good car and not drive, an absolute waste, she didn't know what this guy thought, it looked very smart, how could it drop the chain at the critical moment.
Zhou Ziju tried to gently press the horn to invite Zhu Xin'er to get in the car, but Zhu Xin'er was still angry with him, stomped his feet and ignored him, walking alone, and kept muttering: "Stinky man, when this girl watched you lose the game and begged me, hum!"
maliciously thinking that Zhou Ziju would suffer at the hands of Wang Qian, he was suddenly very happy, and was secretly smiling, Zhou Ziju drove the car and said, "It's really good, then I'll go!"
"Don't sit, whoever likes to do it, Miss Ben is a woman who wants to sit in a sports car to win, you go!"
What she said was angry, as long as Zhou Ziju begged her, she would reluctantly sit up, and then educate and educate the two to reconcile, but the reality of imagining a beautiful one is cruel.
Zhou Ziju heard that Zhu Xin'er continued to insist on not taking the car, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, stepped on the accelerator hard, and the vehicle turned into a blue lightning bolt and sped away, leaving Zhu Xin'er who was stunned.
The underground garage keeper heard the sound of the vehicle starting and came out to patrol, and saw Zhu Xin'er staying alone and asked, "Did you two quarrel?"
"I want you to take care of it, it stinks. Zhu Xin'er was in anger at this time, and the administrator just happened to crash into the muzzle of the gun.
"What are you talking about, hey, I'll tell you ......"
was scolded inexplicably, not to mention how depressed the administrator was, but Zhu Xin'er didn't pay attention to him at all, stepped on high heels and walked out of the underground garage and went to the parking place to drive.
"Don't think that Miss Ben can't go back without you, hum!"