I Dressed as the Heir of A Billionaire Villain in the Novel

Chapter 40: Closing the racing registration channel

Chapter 40: Closing the registration channel for racing

Shen Jing looked out the window, thoughtful.

"Help me check how much luck I have left."

Remaining air transport value: 20000.

"The luck value reaches 23,000, and the reward is one of three skills."

1. Cooking Wantong X1

2. Peak class racer X1

3. A pebble.

Shen Jing looked at the selected skill panel and suddenly fell into deep thought.

In the original plot, there is a hidden line in the text.

That is, the protagonist participated in an international racing competition held in Kowloon Kingdom and won the competition.

There was also an internationally renowned director who visited the game live.

The director was amazed by the protagonist's driving skills. After learning that the protagonist was an actor, he even went all out to invite the protagonist to join his movie.

The character he plays is a down-and-out car god.

With this film, the protagonist became an instant hit, and finally successfully entered Hollywood.

Thinking of this, Shen Jing didn't hesitate.

The pinnacle racing skills are directly selected.

Anyway, be prepared.

Shen Jing picked up the office phone and dialed the internal number.

"Secretary Wen, help me ask who is the sponsor of the international competition in Qiu Mingshan two days later?"

Secretary Wen quickly sent the sponsor's provider documents.

Zhong Anmin.

Shen Jing inexplicably felt that the name was familiar, and recalled it carefully.

Oh, isn't this person the one who made a special trip to hold an umbrella for him when he left the hotel that day?

"interesting."

Shen Jing folded her hands with interest, then leaned back on the leather chair and took out her phone.

Dial the private number found on the document.

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Zhong Anmin is inspecting the factory, this time he sponsored an international racing competition.

The factory is working overtime to make a batch of racer clothes.

Because of the particularity of racing suits.

Zhong Anmin had to make two extra trips to the scene to ensure the safety of his clothes.

"How did you measure this batch of goods?"

A subordinate whispered: "All qualified."

Zhong Anmin breathed a sigh of relief, "Then hurry up, there are only two days left for the game."

"These clothes are not child's play. If the car rolls over and catches fire, the clothes can save lives at the critical moment."

Professional racing suits with very strict protection, wind and rain protection are secondary.

The key is to be fireproof.

In the first moment of spontaneous combustion, the clothes must firmly protect the human body and isolate the fire source, so as to protect the human body.

Therefore, the process is more stringent.

Zhong Anmin asked the workers to pay attention, and the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

He froze for a moment.

The phone in the suit pocket is usually called only by family members.

The phone used to contact the official business was being held by the assistant at this time.

But when the family knew that Zhong Anmin was busy with business, they would never disturb him.

Zhong Anmin thought something was wrong, he took out his mobile phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number?

Was about to hang up.

On the other hand, the secretary suddenly wondered: "Mr. Zhong, don't hang up yet. Maybe you don't know that this group of numbers is called a fancy number, especially if several digits are 8, the value is even more than a hundred thousand."

As soon as these words came out, Zhong Anmin was shocked.

Yes, is there any person who makes harassing calls, willing to spend hundreds of thousands to buy a phone number?

With that money, why would they lie to people!

The phone rang twice again, and Zhong Anmin returned to his senses. He didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly pressed the answer button.

Some hesitation.

"Hey?"

There was silence for a while on the other end of the phone, and then there was a calm voice.

"Zhong Anmin."

"Shen......Mr. Shen?"

"Mr. Shen, where did you find my contact information?"

"Oh no."

Zhong Anmin was very surprised and hurriedly said, "Do you have anything to do with me?"

Shen Jing sat in a chair, turned around, and looked at the gradually darkening sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Put your hand on the desk and tap lightly.

"I heard you sponsored an international racing project?"

"Yes." Zhong Anmin said honestly, "The location was chosen in Qiu Ming Mountain."

"When is the deadline for registration?"

Zhong Anmin hurriedly asked the secretary next to him, who quickly compared the number.

Zhong Anmin quickly said, "The registration will end at nine o'clock tonight."

"How many places are left?"

"One."

Shen Jing pondered for a while.

In the original plot, the protagonist was the last one to enter.

He frowned and said, "You now immediately close the registration channel for me."

Zhong Anmin could hear the unquestionableness in Shen Jing's tone, and it wasn't too much trouble.

Anyway, in racing, there is no difference between one more person and one less person.

"Yes, Mr. Shen, I will immediately order it."

Zhong Anmin didn't even ask the reason, just kidding, is he the kind of person who has no eyesight?

"Then." Shen Jing changed the conversation, "You send me the list of people who have signed up for the competition."

Shen Jing needs to be excluded through the list, whether the protagonist has participated in the competition.

The reason why he didn't tell Zhong Anmin directly.

It is inevitable that there will be unknown variables.

Zhong Anmin quickly agreed: "Okay."

Shen Jing thought about it, still a little worried.

"Leave a spot for me in the live viewing area."

He had to confirm this with his own eyes, and there would be no other changes.

After Zhong Anmin hung up the phone, his tone floated.

"Mr. Shen came to participate in the competition I sponsored. It really gives me some face."

"That, Xiao Sun, Mr. Shen wants the list of players, you can send it to him immediately."

The secretary looked horrified.

Reminder: "Mr. Zhong, this list is confidential, in case it is the opposite family..."

Zhong Anmin glared at his secretary.

"Of course I know, but that person is Shen Jing. If he wants to mess with me, as long as he moves his finger, where will he take the time to call me?"

The secretary was relieved and ready to go to work, but was stopped by the cheerful Zhong Anmin.

"Remember, arrange the best position for President Shen, and the chair at the scene. It's too hard. You can cut a latex pad for me."

After the secretary left, Zhong Anmin couldn't help but feel happy.

Luckily I didn't hang up the phone.

Otherwise, how could he receive a call from Shen Jing? *