Reborn as the group's favorite, becoming the favorite of the rich boss

Cheng Jie's eyes widened, and he subconsciously sat up straight and wanted to look back, but someone quickly held down his arm.

"Calm down, your father's bodyguards are still here."

After hearing this, Cheng Jie barely managed to hold back his urge to look back, and lowered his voice and said, "Are you sure it's Jiang Qie? Are you seeing things?"

"That's absolutely right. With her attitude, she would never admit her mistake."

Cheng Jie thought about it and it made sense. Jiang Qie's appearance was eye-catching enough no matter where he was, and it was impossible for him to make a mistake.

"Okay, I finally met you after hiding for so long."

Cheng Jie has blamed Jiang Qie for all the humiliation he has suffered in recent times, because now she can't even drive a car and is under house arrest.

"Brother Jie, what should we do now?"

Cheng Jie unbuttoned the top button and sneered.

"What should I do? This is a racetrack. Once you get in the car and start the engine, no one else can have the final say."

After saying that, Cheng Jie pushed his bodyguard aside and walked towards the podium.

After hearing Cheng Jie's intention, the people on the rostrum looked embarrassed. Not to mention the incident that Cheng Jie had caused some time ago, randomly selecting lucky spectators to play in the game was unprecedented.

"Master, this is not good. What if the person who is picked is someone who can't drive? What if something goes wrong?"

"Yes, it's really too dangerous." Someone nearby echoed.

Cheng Jie crushed the mineral water bottle in front of him and threw it to the ground, saying with a smile: "So, the light should shine on the seat of a person who can drive."

He pointed his hand upwards, not caring whether others saw it or not, and said directly: "Row 10, seat 6, you must make sure you take the photo of that person, I'll take care of the rest."

"But--"

"Hengshan Raceway has suffered a lot of losses recently," Cheng Jie said. "As long as that person plays, the race will be exciting."

At this time, the woman on the side turned around and said, "Brother, that person seems to be the one from a month ago."

After hearing this, the people who had disagreed just now suddenly became hesitant. Ever since the Hengshan race was cheated, they had indeed suffered a lot of losses during this period of time. There was no doubt that if Jiang Qie could play, it would definitely be a powerful publicity, but this was not fair after all. The people on the rostrum looked at each other, unable to make a decision.

"Master, this is really......"

Cheng Jie didn't want to hear more, so he grabbed the man's neck, pushed him in front of him, and threatened, "You're just an employee. You should know the principle of talking less and doing more."

This person was completely silent now, and no one else dared to say anything. Just as Cheng Jie said, they were all just workers, and the Cheng family was considered powerful in Yuncheng, otherwise Cheng Jie would have done such a big thing and it would have been exposed in the end. After all, ordinary people could not defeat these rich and powerful people.

"...Okay, we got it."

After Song Zhiwan shared the potato chips with Xie Xianqing, he realized that half an hour was almost up, but there were no runners or cars to be seen at the starting line.

"What's going on? Isn't there another group of matches? Isn't it starting yet?"

Xie Xianqing was happy. Not having to compete meant he could go home early. Thinking of this, he picked up his coat and prepared to leave.

Just then, the host suddenly stood on the stage with a microphone.

"Everyone, the last group of races at Hengshan Circuit tonight has been cancelled and will be changed to a new format - we will randomly select two people from the audience to compete on the same stage."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar in the audience. This kind of thing had never happened before no matter where it was.

"Everyone, be quiet! I know you are worried about what might happen. Let me explain here that we have arranged medical staff and rescue personnel along the way. We will also arrange vehicles to follow us and monitor the real-time broadcast. Even if we stop in the middle of the journey, it is all possible."

People who were originally somewhat controversial began to be moved by the host's words.

"It looks pretty good from this point of view. We have always watched others compete but have never competed ourselves."

"That's true, but the fourth turn is hard for even the professionals to get through, let alone amateurs like us."

"Well, at worst, we can just stop there. We can just treat it as an experience."

"Please don't hit me, I'm scared."

........

Xie Xianqing looked incredulous and turned to look at Jiang Qie and Song Zhiwan.

"To play such a big game? You are crazy!"

Song Zhiwan didn't care, but she didn't know Jiang Qie could drive, so she was a little worried.

"We are both fine, but what should we do?"

Compared with the two people next to her, Jiang Qie was very relaxed and even relieved. She was afraid that these people would not look for her, but fortunately, Cheng Jie did not let her down.

The host signaled to the staff at the lighting console.

"3, 2, 1!" As the sound fell, the light from the headlights began to move across the stands. For a moment, all kinds of expressions, including excitement, anticipation, and fear, were all shown on the super-large display screen.

"stop!"

The host's voice sounded, and the light successfully stopped at seat number six in the tenth row of the stands. The drone also successfully captured the "lucky audience member", and an extremely outstanding and beautiful face appeared on the display screen.

"Shit!" Xie Xianqing was a little stunned. He looked away from the display screen and looked to his left. The light shone squarely on Jiang Qie! Song Zhiwan tightly grasped Jiang Qie's arm. At this moment, both of them had only one thought in their minds - it's over.

-

As soon as Song Zhiyu got off the plane, he was taken to the reception desk by the army sent by the H government. Song Zhiyu's English was very good, so he politely declined the translator invited by the other party and went directly to the military hospital without much rest.

Most of the doctors there can only speak the local dialect, but a few can speak some poor Chinese.

When Song Zhiyu arrived at the hospital, there was already a row of doctors standing at the door. One of them stepped forward and said, "Hello, Mr. Song. Thank you very much for coming this time."

The poor Chinese made it difficult to understand what the other party was saying. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble in communication, Song Zhiyu directly said: "Hello Dr. Smith, how is the patient doing?"

Dr. Smith did not expect that the other party would get straight to the point so directly, and that the other party spoke very fluently, which made the other doctors present happy.

Everyone simply shook hands and went straight to the meeting room upstairs.