Chapter 162: Racing is Racing
After a full meal, Long Lingtian was still immersed in Su Wenjun's smile, and he couldn't extricate himself for a long time, and on the other side, Yang Jiahua had already sent someone to arrange the vehicle and was ready to take Yang Cheng to the mine.
"Third Young Master! Third Young Master! We're leaving! Long Fu shouted in Long Lingtian's ear.
"What? Ready to get started? Long Lingtian sorted out his mood and calmed himself down, but on the way to the car, he couldn't help but snicker.
If Ye Yanbing, who was walking behind him, hadn't known that he was interested in Su Wenjun, he would have almost treated him like a fool.
"It turns out that love can really make a person a fool!" Ye Yanbing sighed.
Fernan, who was walking side by side with her, answered: "That's why we in the CIA forbid everyone to fall in love!" ”
"Do you have such a rule in the CIA?" Ye Yanbing glanced at Fei Nan incredulously, and did not continue to talk to him, but accelerated his pace and kept up with Yang Cheng's footsteps.
Yang Jiahua, as the biggest drug lord in the Golden Triangle, will naturally arrange a vehicle that will not be very bad, all black Humvees, at a glance, you can find obvious traces of modification, running in the mining area, it is really like a Humvee that has escaped.
"The few cars that were temporarily arranged are a bit rudimentary, and I hope you don't dislike them." Yang Jiahua said apologetically, "Mr. Yang, Third Young Master, then please get in the car." ”
As Yang Jiahua spoke, he got into one of them, rolled down the window, and motioned for Yang Cheng and Long Lingtian to sit in the same car with him, and the others could be assigned at will.
Long Lingtian obviously wanted to sit in the same car as Su Wenjun, but Yang Jiahua personally drove him to get into the car, and he couldn't help but give Yang Jiahua this face, so he sat in Yang Jiahua's car with Yang Cheng.
The road to the mine was in poor condition, and there were oversized trucks passing by from time to time, but fortunately, it was a modified Humvee, and it was easy to deal with.
"There are several places on the side of the mine that are being excavated, so there are often trucks to transport the rough stones, and the crushed road surface has not had time to be repaired, Mr. Yang and the third young master, be more lenient."
Yang Cheng didn't care about Yang Jiahua's words, but focused on the road parallel to the path they were on: "Master Yang, what is that road used for?" So smooth and smooth, and there aren't any vehicles yet! ”
"Well, we have to wait until the evening, and Mr. Yang will naturally know." Yang Jiahua also deliberately sold a pass.
"It's mysterious, but I'll have to take a good look at it at night."
Just as they were talking, the Hummer turned a 90-degree right-angle corner, and what appeared in front of Yang Cheng was a different scene!
The towering mines overlap one after another, and as Yang Jiahua said, there are several mines being excavated and machinery roaring.
Before Yang Cheng could speak, the sacrificial spirit had already given a choice in his mind: "Choose the mine directly opposite you!" ”
"Huh? Seniors, is it so fast? Are you sure? ”
"If you don't believe it, then you can choose for yourself, anyway, 80 million is not mine!" The sacrificial spirit was also arrogant, which made Yang Cheng almost unable to hold back his laughter.
"Okay, I see, thank you senior!"
Yang Jiahua lowered the speed of the car and asked, "Mr. Yang, only those big trucks can drive into the road ahead, why don't we get off here and walk over?" ”
"No need to go over, I've made my choice." Yang Cheng raised the corners of his mouth confidently.
"Elect...... Selected? Yang Jiahua and Long Lingtian exclaimed in unison.
"Yes, the one directly across from us!" Yang Cheng's face did not change, and his eyes showed confidence.
"Mr. Yang, this is not to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, just pick one and buy it, and now the mines that appear in front of you are all 80 million Chinese dollars for nothing!" Yang Cheng's move, even Long Lingtian was shocked, over the years, he had even seen a customer who had been surveyed for a month before deciding, and he had never seen a person who gambled on the mine dare to make a decision so easily.
"Don't choose, I've already made a decision, turn around and go back, Master Yang."
"Now that Mr. Yang has decided, then Yang will not say more, but there is one more thing that needs to be confirmed, whether Mr. Yang chooses to gamble on literature or martial arts?"
"Here in Yang Ye, I'm afraid that Wen gambling will become a martial gambling in the end, right?" Yang Cheng asked tentatively.
Yang Jiahua was stunned for a while, and then said: "Yang Mou saw that Mr. Yang is not an ordinary person, it is better to be like this, whether it is a literary gamble or a martial arts bet, a car race will be won or lost!" ”
"Car races?" Yang Cheng didn't understand what Yang Jiahua meant.
"The car race is a bet made by Yang Ye for special customers, and you can see it once or twice in a year, even if it is very good, I didn't expect Yang Ye to offer such conditions!" Long Lingtian seemed to be explaining to Yang Cheng and praising Yang Jiahua.
"Yang believes that Mr. Yang is absolutely worthy of this condition!"
Yang Cheng was too lazy to continue to tout with the two people in front of him, and immediately agreed: "Racing is racing!" Oh yes! I'm afraid that the road just now is for sports cars, right? ”
"Mr. Yang is really intelligent, and I won't tell you that racing is one of Yang's preferences, so ......"
"Needless to say, let it be decided, but my car ......," Yang Cheng interrupted.
Long Lingtian rolled his eyes and slapped his hand: "Don't worry, Mr. Yang, I'll help you prepare the car." ”
"Then thank you to the third son of Long!"
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After dinner, the sports car prepared by Long Lingtian had not yet arrived. Yang Cheng said that he wanted to rest for a while before the evening car race, but Yang Jiahua no longer held back, and simply instructed: "Mr. Yang, the car is nine o'clock in the evening!" Then he arranged for his subordinates to take Yang Cheng and his party to the guest room to rest.
It may be because Yang Jiahua often has customers here to discuss business, so the equipment in the guest rooms is readily available, and they are all single rooms, which makes Yang Cheng feel very good.
Yang Cheng lay down on the bed and soon entered a meditative state, but because there were too few greenery in this mining area, and the aura in the air was even thinner, it was impossible to cultivate here, so he simply sat up again.
"Senpai, are you there?" Yang Cheng tried to communicate with the priests.
Sure enough, the sacrifice spirit didn't mean to be a bird at all!
"Hey! Never mind! Yang Cheng looked at the gradually darkening sky outside the window, picked up his mobile phone and sent a text message to Feinan.
Within a minute, Fei Nan knocked on Yang Cheng's room door: "Mr. Yang, you are looking for me." ”
"Come in."
Fei Nan respectfully opened the door and walked in, then carefully closed the door, and stood in place in a daze, waiting for Yang Cheng to speak.