olympian big player

654 Chapter 654 - Going home on vacation
After the match in Monza, Bu Zelu cheerfully ran to the post-match party. This is the city of Milan, the famous fashion capital, and Bu Zelu's eyes were all messed up by the sight of so many young ladies.

But no matter how many model ladies and sisters, they can't hold back and come to Ms. Monica Bellucci.

"No, I'm such a big star. What's the difference? I have no money, no face, or no grades. Why do you refuse to say hello to me or even give me a hug?" Bu Zelu sat there. Gritting his teeth and looking at Rosberg, NND, why?
"Don't you Orientals shake hands?" Rosberg looked at Bu Zelu, but in terms of appearance, he is now the most capable player in the F1 circle.

"Damn, I want a hug, a kiss!" Bu Zelu looked depressed.

"Okay, okay, what about it? I'm almost 50, okay, look at the powder on my face..."

"Shut up, I don't allow you to comment on my childhood dream lover like that!" Bu Zelu glanced at Rosberg contemptuously, "Oh, since ancient times, beauties are like famous generals, and the world is not allowed to see gray hair."

"What are you talking about?" Rosberg looked puzzled.

Bu Zelu rolled his eyes and was too lazy to translate to Rosberg in English, "Hey, Lisa, what a coincidence!"

Rosberg looked at Bu Zelu with some confusion. Just a moment ago, he was looking at Monica's side face infatuatedly. In the next moment, he was looking at the young lady next to him. He even bumped into him and told him to get out of here.

"It's not a coincidence. I came here on the basis of my relationship, just to find you!" Lisa said, looking at Bu Zelu with her mouth pursed.

"Are you kidding, a phone call, go through fire and water, let's go over there to chat?" Bu Zelu looked at the party scene, and decisively found a place with few people. NND, there are many models, but there are also good-looking girls who can fight Brother model.

He is one of the top three handsome guys in F1, but he can't compare with this group of handsome Italian guys, but he can't compare with the number of these guys.

Bu Zelu just found a place to chat with Lisa holding a champagne glass, and stared at Niki Lauda who came over with a resentful face, you think you are an old man, are you free and okay?

There are so many girls at the party, if you don't go to find them, can't you talk about work?

"Hey, joye, let's have a chat!" Niki Lauda finished speaking and looked at a young lady next to her.

"You'd better give me a reasonable reason, or I'll report you, you just hugged Monica Bellucci!" Bu Zelu said indignantly.

"Okay, you know we have 10 days of vacation next, but it's the Asian division, that's your home stadium, and the team will pass by tomorrow." Niki Lauda looked at Bu Zelu seriously and said.

"What does it have to do with me!" Bu Zelu hurriedly turned to look at Lisa, motioning her to wait a moment.

"What do you think? Also, if you have any ideas for next year, you can talk to me!" Niki Lauda didn't want to disturb this guy, but he couldn't find him usually. He couldn't be shameless and run away. Go find him at Zelu Hotel.

"Idea? Isn't this a discussion between the team and Daniel's gang? Of course, it's about living a day and enjoying one day! In this way, how about waiting until the end of the American race in Brazil? I don't have any conditions here, and I won't drag down the team. Don't worry, If necessary, I can even give up the seat." Bu Zelu said and found another acquaintance, looked at Lisa waiting here, gritted his teeth, "Nicky, I beg you, it's a party now, Talk back, talk back! Hi Tina!"

Niki Lauda shook his head with a wry smile. This guy was just like his old friend from back then. He was playing games all day long, but this guy was much better than that old friend.

Not only in terms of performance, but in all aspects are crushing each other across the board.

Lisa was still waiting for Bu Zelu, when she saw the bastard running to another young lady to flatter her in a blink of an eye.

'Damn it, this bastard really doesn't give sweets, and doesn't give him a chance! Lisa cursed in her heart, looked at Niki Lauda again, and just about to introduce herself, the old man raised his glass of wine apologetically and walked away.

Bu Zelu is like a busy bee at the party, tasting the bright and delicate flowers. Although there is no practical operation, it is a more formal occasion after all.

So if you really want to come out to play, it must be a relatively private party.

After the party, Bu Zelu took three employees to Turin to stay for two days, and then hurried back to his hometown.

He is not a god like Dayu, who passed through the house three times, but he did not run back to the capital, but stayed here in the east of Guangdong.

"Hey, world champion, are you free?" Ling Junjie was full of resentment when he received a call from Bu Zelu.

"Break in love again?" Bu Zelu sat in the garden of the community, watching two little nephews playing there not far away.

"Yeah, then you can also write me a song!" Ling Junjie said, which was even more resentful.

"Damn it, it turned out to be this!" Bu Zelu suddenly remembered that he had said before that if he wanted to make any new songs, he would need this little Asian king. where?"

"Isn't this in Singapore preparing to receive the world champion?" Ling Junjie said angrily.

"My fault, my fault, I forgot these two days when I was on holiday. I'm in eastern Guangdong now. I'll go home for dinner later, and have a video connection at night." Bu Zelu said quickly, after all, he was recalling If you start a new song, why don't you come up with it, even if you collect copyright fees, it's a little income.

"Where have you been fooling around again?"

"The two little ancestors are brought in the community park, no one cares about them at home!"

The two chatted for a few more words, Bu Zelu hung up the phone only to realize that he forgot to talk about the business, and hurriedly called again, "Young Master Lin, you can spare some time on the game day, or you will lose face!"

"Let's put it bluntly, I just pushed back the day's business activities, stop talking nonsense and hang up!"

As a superstar in Singapore, Ling Junjie is very busy in important annual events like F1, and in Singapore's first post-race concert, he is an important guest.

For things like concerts, there are rehearsals during the day, and there are a lot of activities throughout the weekend.

But when Bu Zelu was running F1, the two of them had already talked about it, and they called this guy when they were running in Shanghai.

But Ling Junjie has such a temper, he has to wait until Singapore to come.So this matter has already happened, or the only guest candidate.

If you don't ask him to call someone else, I'm afraid it will be a situation of exhaustion.

I took my two little nephews to play all afternoon, and my family members called me back for dinner. I met some strange neighbors on the road, no matter whether I knew them or not, anyway, when they greeted them, they would say hello.

The next day, Bu Zelu was fidgeting at home, making phone calls every now and then, with the look of 'I'm super busy', because he couldn't settle down at home anyway.

"Okay, okay, you go over there first and stop pretending here." Zaina couldn't stand it anymore, she just wanted to go to Singapore.

"Where am I going?" Bu Zelu looked puzzled, and finally went home. Of course, he will stay for a few days. Anyway, it is close to Singapore, and he will be there in a short flight.

"Alright then, you can video-connect with that over there at home!" Zaina finished speaking and went to help in the kitchen.

"Don't, don't, don't worry about that. New song, new song, maybe next year I'll be in the entertainment industry." Bu Zelu said hastily.

"What are you doing again?" Mom turned to stare at Bu Zelu with a dark face.

"He wants to go out and play, and he's been pretending there since he got up in the morning." Viniya said cheerfully while sitting on the central island by the kitchen.

"Are you human?" The old lady scolded angrily, "If you don't stay at home, you just want to go out and play all day long?"

"Isn't there too much yin in the family!" Bu Zelu muttered in a low voice, but he didn't see that his brother-in-law, who was usually most willing to fish, took the initiative to run to the roadside restaurant to help.

Bu Zelu never expected that the status of the three employees at home had reached a new height, so the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law should not be too close.

Bu Zelu, who was not talked about by a group of women at home, hid his face and fled, and even ate lunch at the tea restaurant at home.

"Where are you making trouble?" Yu Wanjin drove Bu Zelu to the airport with a puzzled look on his face, "Are you in such a hurry? It will be over after two days."

"Ahem, the team has been under a bit of pressure lately, so I'm 8 points ahead. Now I have to go over and train together." Bu Zelu said nonsense seriously.

"That's right, what happened to the three wars in Europe? I remember that you always went very smoothly in Europe!" Yu Wanjin asked in confusion.

"This is not tennis, it's all about relying on my own strength. For racing, if I have great skills, I need to rely on foreign objects!" Bu Zelu spread his hands.

"That's right, I watched the live broadcast, and people said that Red Bull's cars are very fast." Yu Wanjin only came into contact with racing cars this year after watching TV. "I saw the kids in the neighborhood say that only fast corners are really fast."

"Who knows how to step on the gas pedal, right?" Bu Zelu laughed happily.

Recently, all the young people in the community have changed their interests, from tennis to karting.

If it weren't for the mighty old men and women in the community, these people could directly turn the park into a go-kart track.

"Don't take it to heart, isn't it true that a group of kids have recently regarded you as an idol, knowing that they ordered something, they just gossip with you." Yu Wanjin chatted cheerfully.

While talking, the two of them also arrived at the airport. Their luggage was very simple, just a backpack.

"The plane is about to take off, let's meet and talk later!" Bu Zelu turned off the phone after sending the message.

As a 24-year-old young man, how could Bu Zelu stay at home? In fact, to put it bluntly, being stared at by a bunch of people at home is a bit embarrassing.

If he wants to do some exciting activities, he will always be interrupted. The two little nephews are also very stubborn. They insist on pestering him, leaving him no room to move freely.

Since we can't play at home, we can only go outside to play.

(End of this chapter)