Fatal temptation

"Cheng Simu."

The people who were walking in front stopped when they heard this.He turned around, revealing a face hidden in the scarf.

"It really is you." Zhan Qi stepped forward and grabbed Cheng Simu's arm, "It's really rare, Mr. Cheng also haunts this kind of place. Didn't you always look down on our uneducated and uneducated sports? What? How? Figured it out and know the fun of it?"

"What are you doing?" Cheng Simu pulled out her arm calmly, her brows were furrowed, as if she didn't like standing at the door and talking to him.

Zhan Qi thought to himself, the more you hate me, the more I will come to you!

He snorted coldly, "Boss Cheng is here to see if I'm dead?"

"What do you mean?" Cheng Simu smelled something unusual in his words, and he couldn't help feeling baffled.

"It means..." Zhan Qi pulled him to him, leaned into his ear and said, "Did you do it?"

"what?"

"Stop pretending, President Cheng Da. The person who tampered with my car and wanted my car to be destroyed, dare you say it wasn't you?"

"..."

"Let me ask, in this world, besides you, Cheng Simu, who else can not only wish for my death, but also be able to hide from anyone?"

"..."

"What? Are you disappointed to see me come out well?"

"what are you talking about?"

"Heh, it looks pretty good. Let me tell you, Cheng Simu, we are endless!" After finishing speaking, Zhan Qi didn't bother anymore, and let go of his collar, turned around gracefully, and got into the car .

Cheng Simu watched the black Bentley drive away, but still didn't react.

It was not by accident that he appeared here today, but he received a call saying that the owner of this club might know some inside information about that year, so he simply came over for a walk.

But he didn't expect that he would meet Zhan Qi at the door.

From the looks of it, something unpleasant happened to him just now.

Someone wants to kill him?

Cheng Simu shook his head, Zhan Qi is used to doing things recklessly, and he has offended countless people, maybe who is angry but wants to teach him a lesson.

That's good too, so that he doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, and accidentally pierce the sky.

At this time, although Cheng Simu hated Zhan Qi's personality, he still regarded him as someone who grew up with him in his heart. When facing him, he felt a bit of hatred for the lack of steel.

The real break between the two came not long after, at the old man's birthday banquet.

An incident happened that day, which almost caused a sensation in most of Changjing, and completely pushed this group of people into the quagmire.

……

The owner of the racing club is a middle-aged man.

He was wearing a long gown and mandarin jacket, with a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his wrist.

The first time Cheng Simu stepped into this place, he thought he had entered the tea room by mistake.

"Boss Cheng is here."

"I am. Are you Boss Zhou?" Cheng Simu was a little surprised that the boss could have anticipated his sudden visit and sat here to wait for him.

Could it be that he let himself come here?

"I want to ask, you..."

"Time flies so fast. Back then, a group of youthful young men have now become social elites."

"What do you mean?" Cheng Simu's face changed because he heard the sarcasm in the boss's words.Especially the word "social elite" is full of inexplicable meaning.

"Oh, it's nothing. Didn't you come here just because of the car accident ten years ago?"