I inherited a family fortune of 5000 years

Chapter 283 Let's go crowdfunding
"Mr. Zhang is out, Mr. Zhang is out!"

"Good guy, it turns out that the car god is Mr. Zhang's friend! Sure enough, like attracts people and divides them into groups. The awesome ones should be friends with the awesome ones!"

"Mr. Zhang's friend? Why do I suspect that Mr. Zhang is making something out of nothing?"

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhang, is the car god friend you are talking about yourself?"

"Hello everyone, I am Zhang Mengyu's former driving school coach. He passed all subjects once, failed subject two once, and failed subject three twice. I prove that he is absolutely impossible to be a car god!"

"Hahaha! Even Mr. Zhang's driving instructor came out to refute the rumors, so I believe Mr. Zhang is not a car god!"

"Hahaha, it turns out that Mr. Zhang has to take the driver's license test several times. The operation in the novel that loses 10 yuan and gets a driver's license in three days is really a lie!"

"Hahaha, Zhang Mengyu, you failed the second and third subjects!" Wang Ling laughed in front of Zhang Mengyu.

"Fuck! What a joke! I wasn't focused on learning how to drive at that time, otherwise I would have been a driving god!" Zhang Mengyu insisted.

"You really know the car god?" Wang Ling confirmed.

"I know!" Zhang Mengyu said, "We are fellow villagers, and he also lives in Jiangnan City now. We had dinner with him a few days ago, right Yiyi?"

"Yeah," Lu Yiyao nodded with a smothered smile, and Zhang Menglong began to act, as a girlfriend, she always had to cooperate with his performance.

"The car god is in Jiangnan City?" Wang Ling was overjoyed, "Tell me where he is, and I'll go find him now!"

"He won't see you," Zhang Mengyu shook his head, "A bet of 100 million dollars, how about sending the beggar?"

"This..." Wang Ling didn't know what to say.

A bet of 100 million US dollars is indeed a lot, and these car gods are not super rich. Even if it is an international competition, the championship bonus is at most several million.

But racing is a thing that burns money.

The racing cars of those car gods are modified bit by bit by themselves. Any component, any parameter is their painstaking effort, and anyone who understands how expensive it is to modify a racing car will naturally understand.

Not to mention others, just take Qin Feng as an example. He plays racing cars, and he has already spent tens of millions of dollars on modification.

And Qin Feng doesn't even have a name in the racing world!
So those car gods really don't have much money.

"My friend said, you poor ghosts, go back to your country and collect some money first, if you don't have money, don't compete!" Zhang Mengyu sent another post.

"666! As expected of a car god! This is the attitude that a car god should have!"

"Hahaha, that's right, there's no money to compete in! He's Mr. Zhang's friend, $100 million, isn't that an insult to the car god?"

"Hurry up and go back to your country to raise money? How about we borrow our country's water drops and come back when you have enough money?"

"You boy, this is making trouble!" Seeing this extremely hateful language, Wang Ling can only feel helpless, but there is no way, he is Zhang Mengyu's friend, if he still has no money for the competition, Zhang Mengyu will still Can sit idly by?
As for Zhang Mengyu, who wants to talk about money, this mouth is in units of 200 million, right?One or two million US dollars really didn't catch his attention. Even if he participated in such a competition, he felt a little bit cheap!
In the presidential suite of a five-star hotel in Huaxia Yanjing, Qin Feng was watching the last American Rally Championship with his arms around a beautiful woman.

Sitting around were four young men, one tall and burly, one handsome, and the remaining two could barely be described as lean.

They are the four car gods who came to China this time.

"Young Master Qin, are all of you Chinese people so arrogant?" Scree from the United States had a bad temper, and his tone suddenly became a little aggressive. "

"Skeli, be careful with what you say!" Qin Feng's tone was cold. You insulted us Chinese people on Facebook and Fez blog. I haven't settled with you yet. Nothing! "

Hearing Qin Feng's words, Scree's body trembled, yes, he had forgotten how terrifying the young Chinese man beside him was.

"But Mr. Qin, he doesn't gamble with 100 million dollars. Does he think he is the richest man in the world?"

"Hehe, don't you all read the news?" Qin Feng sneered, "He is the richest man in the world right now. When it comes to money, he has the capital!"

Thinking of Zhang Mengyu, who he had met once, Qin Feng felt a little funny. He thought Zhang Mengyu was just an ordinary son of a rich man, but he hadn't seen him for a few months, and his reputation was bigger than Wang Ling and him. .

In the past, when people talked about the rich second generation, they were all talking about him and Wang Ling, but now there is nothing about them.

"With Zhang Menglong as a support, the 100 million US dollars is really not attractive, you should prepare some more money!"

"Huh, America is extremely rich, isn't it just money?" The young car god in America also came from a fairly wealthy family. He made a phone call and immediately became full of confidence.

"I asked my family for 500 million US dollars, should this be enough?"

"Hahaha! Scree, I don't think it's enough." Qin Feng laughed.

"That's $1000 million!"

"Try it first!" Qin Feng slapped his head. He felt that these people were playing the piano to the cow when they said this. They didn't know how rich Zhang Mengyu was.

"1000 million is 1000 million!" The other car gods may not have much money, but just because of their name, there are many people in their country who are willing to sell this favor to them!

"Hazy, these people have registered a Weibo called 'Challenge Huaxia Chariot God'," Lu Yiyao has been paying attention to this matter, "Now they have increased the bet to 1000 million US dollars per person!"

"Hahaha! Look at the netizens! I laughed so hard!" Lu Yiyao laughed so hard that her stomach ached, and the comments from the netizens were full of laughs.

"Ten million dollars? I don't think it's enough!"

"Wow, you're so rich, you've doubled it! But you're still a bunch of poor guys!"

"It's only 1000 million U.S. dollars. How much did I think I could have? Is it to insult Mr. Zhang and Che Shen again?"

"Mr. Zhang can set off 50 billion when setting off fireworks, and any donation is 20 billion. 1000 billion is not even a fraction, brother!"

"I've already thought about the script: Don't waste time if you don't have 100 billion!"

Netizens are looking forward to what kind of answer Zhang Menglong can give.

But after waiting for a long time, Zhang Menglong gave a reply, but this time it was just a link and a few words.

"Sorry for the delay. It took half a day just now. I asked our company's technicians to make the overseas version of the water drop pump. You can take it back and do crowdfunding. I think you are so poor, so let's talk less and make it together. When you reach 10 billion, come and find the car god!"

"Hahaha! What the hell! The overseas version of Shuidichou? Hahaha!"

"I wondered what Mr. Zhang was doing these days. It turned out that he lost the new function of developing software!"

"Haha, I fucking died laughing on the spot! The damage is not high, the insult is extremely strong, the overseas version of the water drop, ahahaha!"

"Isn't it bullshit to come here to provoke Mr. Zhang and the car god with 1000 million US dollars?"

"I can't help but want to raise money for them!"

""Shrimp and pig's heart, it's simply a shrimp and pig's heart! "

　Tickets come!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)