Chapter 113: Chapter 113: Not Even 100 Million?
The moment Yun Zijin stepped out of the car, she captured the attention of nearly everyone at the Fengxing Club. Many began to speculate about who she was.
"This car of yours is certainly conspicuous. Look, everyone’s trying to guess who you are."
Su Mengyao felt all eyes on them the moment she stepped out. She leaned close to Yun Zijin and whispered in her ear.
A slight smile touched Yun Zijin’s lips, but she didn’t seem to mind. "Your status as the young miss of the Su Family is nothing to scoff at either."
After all, Su Mengyao had grown up in Dijing. Practically everyone in their social circle knew who she was.
And with the status of Sheng Yang and his friends, it was only natural for them to draw some attention.
"Second Young Master Sheng, it’s been a while! What lucky wind blew you all here today?"
The manager of the Fengxing Club came running over. Upon seeing the group, a fine sheen of sweat had already broken out on his forehead.
"Manager Zhang, why are you sweating so much? Is the AC in the club not on high enough?"
"Ah, you’re right! The club’s air conditioners are quite old. They’re due for a replacement. I’ll have someone see to it tomorrow."
Zhang Yanming subconsciously wiped his sweat. ’These people are absolute big shots. If I don’t treat them perfectly, I’ll be replaced as manager in no time.’
"Alright, I’m just messing with you! Reserve a track for us for the day. We’re going to have a race."
Li Yuexing chuckled. ’This Manager Zhang gets easier to fluster every time.’
"Right away, I’m on it!"
Zhang Yanming immediately began ordering his staff to clear the area and reserve the club’s best track.
Some people who had been about to race were unhappy about it, but they were up against Sheng Yang’s group. Even if they were resentful, they had no choice but to give up the track.
Fortunately, the club had some decency. After ushering them off the track, it refunded their rental fees.
You could only say they were unlucky to have run into people with more clout.
Yun Zijin remained noncommittal about the actions of Sheng Yang and his friends.
’People are simply born different. Some are just better at being born, while others are a little less lucky.’
"Second Young Master Sheng, meeting like this must be fate. How about a little race? Do you dare?"
While Manager Zhang was busy with the track, a man leading a large, imposing entourage approached Yun Zijin’s group.
The man in the lead approached them with his chin held high, his tone dripping with arrogance as he issued his challenge.
"Feng Dong... my old defeated foe. You’re acting pretty cocky today."
Feng Dong still sported his signature buzz cut, so Sheng Yang recognized him at a glance.
They had raced several times already. Sheng Yang had only lost the first time; he’d won every match since.
No one knew what went through Feng Dong’s head. Ever since losing to Sheng Yang, he challenged him every time they met, only to lose again and again.
He was a classic case of fighting, losing, and coming back for more.
A smirk tugged at Feng Dong’s lips as he gave Yun Zijin and Su Mengyao a lewd once-over. "The girls you brought today are real lookers!"
"How about we make them today’s prize? The winner gets to have them as girlfriends for two people on his team."
The moment the words left Feng Dong’s mouth, Fu Ze and the others shot him furious glares.
"Feng Dong! You’ve got a big mouth! The wager is ten million. Race or don’t!"
’To actually set his sights on Yun Zijin and Su Mengyao... he must have a death wish.’
"Isn’t ten million a little cheap? The atmosphere is so lively today, let’s raise the stakes. How about each side puts up a hundred million? What do you say, Mr. Feng?"
Yun Zijin cut Li Yuexing off, directly raising the total prize pool to two hundred million.
"Sister Yun," Sheng Yang whispered, touching her arm. "His family runs a chain of budget supermarkets. He couldn’t scrape together a hundred million even if he sold himself."
Yun Zijin was speechless.
’He doesn’t even have a hundred million?’
Sheng Yang said, "Sister Yun, don’t look at me with such disbelief. The truth is, none of us have a hundred million in disposable cash either."
Among their group, besides Yun Zijin, the wealthiest was probably Su Mengyao.
"Ahem... well, if not a hundred million, how about fifty million? Surely you have that much, right?"
Yun Zijin looked at Sheng Yang and his friends with a genuinely earnest expression.
Feng Dong fumed. ’Who is she looking down on?’
"Fifty million it is! One race, winner take all!"
Feng Dong didn’t have fifty million himself, but by scraping it together from the friends standing with him, he managed to pool the full amount.
’There’s no way I’m going to lose!’ he thought.
Once Feng Dong’s side had gathered the money, Yun Zijin took the exclusive Black Gold Card from her purse—a gift from Randomly Spend—and handed it to Manager Zhang to act as the third-party holder.
"Go ahead and charge it."
Yun Zijin’s nonchalant demeanor surprised many onlookers. They clearly hadn’t expected her to produce fifty million so casually.
"You all seem to have forgotten, the car she just drove in here is worth more than fifty million alone."
"It shouldn’t be that surprising she can come up with another fifty million."
Someone who can spend fifty million on a car isn’t going to sweat another fifty million.
If Sheng Yang hadn’t just reminded her that Feng Dong didn’t have a hundred million, she probably would have gone through with the hundred-million-per-side wager.
Feng Dong snorted. "Since the wager is ready, let’s start the race."
"Each side sends out one racer. Two laps on the A1 track. Winner take all!"
The A1 track was the most challenging course at the Fengxing Club, with the most turns and the longest route. The staff had already cleared it.
"I’ll go!"
Sheng Yang had the most racing experience among them and was also the most skilled. If they were only sending one person, he would give them the best chance of winning.
Yun Zijin stopped Sheng Yang, shaking her head. "I’ll do it."
’Randomly Spend once gave me a racing skill, but I’ve never had a chance to use it. I thought I might go my whole life without ever needing it, but it turns out today’s the day.’
"Well, well, Sheng Yang! Are you so scared I’ll beat you today that you’d pull a stunt like this?"
"Putting a woman on the track... even if I win, it won’t be an honorable victory. You’re a crafty one, Sheng Yang!"
"The race hasn’t started yet. Until the very last second, you never know who’s going to win."
Yun Zijin never did anything she wasn’t confident about. ’This Feng Dong! I’ll make him understand that there’s always someone better out there.’
"Hah! I bet that coward Sheng Yang is just afraid to lose, so he pushed a woman out to take his place."
"If it were me, I’d never do something so pathetic. How about it? Why don’t you dump him and jump into my arms?"
"I guarantee I can show you a good time that Sheng Yang could never give you!"
Feng Dong gave Yun Zijin another lecherous once-over from head to toe. His words were so provocative that Sheng Yang nearly lunged forward to punch him.
"Feng Dong! Watch your damn mouth!"
It was no wonder the two of them were like fire and water; their personalities were polar opposites.
Feng Dong ignored Sheng Yang, his gaze landing on Yun Zijin instead.
"So, what do you say? Want to leave the dark side and come over to the light?"
"Not interested. You’re certainly confident, though."
Yun Zijin’s tone was light, and her words seemed like a compliment, but they were dripping with sarcasm.
