Chapter 422 (1/2)

Many people in the club are looking at Hu Yiming, even Yue Yihan can feel uncomfortable.

But Hu Yiming can just sit there and play games as if he is a nobody.

”Three kills.”

”Four kills.”

”Five kills.”

Hu Yiming is playing more and more hi, almost forgetting that he came here to drag racing, but not here to play games.

Yue Yihan frowned slightly and was in a complicated mood. She simply looked down at the rules of the racing car that Hu Yiming showed her.

”Bang.”

The door of the club was pushed open.

He shuhuan came in with a cold face. He was still with manager Lin, the poor manager Lin, who was so old that he had to wear a racing suit.

How to see how nondescript, crazy fat body almost broke his clothes, he kept breathing, but the effect was not useful.

It may be because the action is so funny that many people's eyes are focused on manager Lin.

He shuhuan turned his head and took a look at manager Lin and said, ”you can't eat less and lose some weight.”

Manager Lin's glass heart is almost broken. He wants to lose weight, but he can't. when he is middle-aged, he will become fat.

He can't run yet.

The villain in manager Lin's heart is buzzing wildly.

But after all, he is his own boss. He can only pad his head with a sad face.

He shuhuan turned around and looked at Hu Yiming. His eyebrows wrinkled again and his eyes were slightly heavy.

Hu Yiming is really here. Why is Hu Yiming not nervous at all and still playing games there.

He shuhuan was more agitated.

”Young master he, you are here. I heard that you are going to compete with Hu Yiming in racing. How can Hu Yiming, a coward, compare with you? Then you must abuse him.” Huang Mao, who just played the role of satirizing Hu Yiming, said.

He thought he shuhuan would be happy to say so, but he shuhuan just gave him a cold look, ”take care of your mouth.”

Huang Mao was frozen in his place. He was helping he shuhuan talk. How could he shuhuan be ungrateful.

Huang Mao's Lianshan flashed a trace of fierce color, one or two of them are like this, is it true that he has no temper.

He shuhuan found a seat and sat down. He took a look at Hu Yiming's direction.

It seems that Hu Yiming didn't find him coming over at all. He didn't even change his position. He shuhuan was a little angry,

how he didn't take him seriously.

Yue Yihan has noticed he shuhuan, but Hu Yiming doesn't care. How can she talk a lot.

Unknowingly, at 9:30, Hu Yiming just won the game again. He rubbed his aching eyes and looked at the time. He regretfully put away his mobile phone. The game will be held soon, so he can't play the game.

In fact, the club is very lively and noisy. Many people sit around drinking wine and chatting about who will win the race.

Many people think he shuhuan will win.

He shuhuan had really won the approval of all people with his driving skills. After so many years, no one really knew that Hu Yiming would be racing.

So the big family will he shuhuan will win, all the notes are pressed on he shuhuan's side.

Hu Yiming came over slowly and quietly and said, ”I'll beat me to win. I'll press three million.”

The three million yuan is almost all the savings of Hu Yiming, including the company's profits, his share and salary, and the money he had previously got from he shuhuan.