The next morning.

Jiang Ce drove Ding Mengyan to the main company building and parked the car in the open space.

As soon as the two got off the car, they saw Ding Fengcheng coming over in anger.

"Ding Mengyan, who asked you to drive my car?!" Ding Fengcheng asked angrily.

Ding Mengyan shrugged, "My car has been sent to repair these two days, so I have borrowed it for a while. Don't worry, I won't need to pull it today."

"Borrow it? You haven't told me! You're stealing!"

Ding Fengcheng put a lot of his car on the side, feeling distressed, "Oh, oh, oh, why did my car become so dirty?"

Ding Mengyan quickly pulled Jiang Ce away quietly.

Ding Fengcheng was still feeling sorry for the car that was stained. When he turned around, he could no longer see Ding Mengyan's figure.

"Ding Mengyan, you pay me a baby car!"

Just when he was furious, a female reporter wearing glasses came over, followed by a strong man carrying a camera.

"May I ask, are you the owner of this Porsche?"

Ding Fengcheng looked back and looked, "Who are you?"

"My name is Sheng Ling. I am a reporter from Speed ​​Racing Magazine. Last night I was fortunate to see you compete with the drivers of Speed ​​Racing Team. I admire your strength, so I want to conduct a separate interview with you, but I don't know if it's okay."

Convoy?

Contest?

Interview?

Ding Fengcheng was stunned by the hearing, not knowing what was going on.

When I turned around, I thought that maybe it was because of the time when Ding Mengyan drove away, she used her Porsche to compete with professional drivers.

But he was very confused. Ding Mengyan's poor driving skills were anxious even at traffic light intersections. How could she compete with professional drivers?

He said, "You recognized the wrong person, have you?"

Sheng Ling seemed to have expected that he would say this long ago, so she deliberately turned on her phone and found a few photos.

"Sir, this is the photo I took last night. Don't deliberately conceal your strength."

"Oh? Let's take a look."

Ding Fengcheng glanced at it a few times and found that it was his Porsche.

In other words, Ding Mengyan or someone else used his car to compete with professional drivers. The most important thing is that judging from the situation in the photos, he even won!

He coughed and asked, "What are you all going to interview?"

Sheng Ling said: "Since you can win the Fiery Tiger of the Speed ​​Racing Team, it means you are of great strength. We want to package you and make you a new generation of folk car gods. Jie Shi will definitely be sought after by a large number of drivers. I wonder how many young and beautiful girls will be fascinated by you."

Hearing this, Ding Fengcheng's eyes shone.

Even though he knew that he did not have that strength, and knew that someone else defeated the Flame Tiger with his car, it didn't matter. Who made him the owner of the car?

Ding Fengcheng coughed, "I am a low-key person and generally don't want to show my true strength. Alas, since you have discovered it, there is nothing I can do about it. I have to publicly recognize the identity of the 'Che God'."

Sheng Ling was overjoyed, "So, have you agreed to my interview?"

"certainly."

"Thank you so much!"

Afterwards, Ding Fengcheng took Sheng Ling and others into the company building, found a lounge as a temporary interview room, and gave a special lecture on his deeds.

Sheng Ling mistakenly thought that Ding Fengcheng was really the one who defeated the Fiery Tiger. She listened attentively throughout the whole process and took detailed notes.

After the interview, Sheng Ling immediately returned to the magazine and wrote the content of the interview for publication.

The report was widely circulated as soon as it came out.

Low-key; folk car god; war god professional driver.

Every time it is enough to touch the hearts of those who love racing. Even ordinary people worship this car god very much.

In the next few days, girls kept coming to visit.

Either send flowers or sign a signature, or it is too much to give Ding Fengcheng a monkey.

In just a few days, the three words "Ding Fengcheng" became completely popular and became the leading car god in Jiangnan District.

Everyone knows that a great person has appeared in the Ding family in Jiangnan District!

The applause and flowers that Ding Fengcheng received were really enviable.

This day.

Ding Mengyan sat on the sofa at home, brushing one news after another about Ding Fengcheng, and her face was so angry that she almost turned green.

Finally, she took a picture of her phone on the desk.

"I'm so angry, I'm so angry!"

"It was Jiang Ce who drove to defeat gtr that day, so why did he inexplicably become Ding Fengcheng?"

"He is not as good as me in driving skills. Why is the professional driver of God of War? Don't those editors who write magazines know how to review it?"

"It's so annoying!"

Jiang Ce brought a glass of lemonade and placed it in front of Ding Mengyan.

"Okay, don't be angry, come and have a glass of water."

Ding Mengyan picked it up and took a sip, "Oh, it's so sour."

Jiang Ce smiled, "You know how sour, too?"

Ding Mengyan gave him a blank look, "Aren't I upset you? You are also deliberately mocking me."

"I'm not saring you, I just feel that there is no need to be angry."

"Why is it unnecessary? You know, you defeated gtr, you defeated professional drivers, you are the one who should enjoy applause and flowers. Ding Fengcheng has no ability, and pretends to be a big-tail wolf, which makes people disgusting."

Jiang Ce held Ding Mengyan's hand and said lightly: "Actually, this world is very fair. We used Ding Fengcheng's car, and he snatched the credit and had nothing to say. But there is a saying that 'It cannot be true or false, and it cannot be false.' No matter how good Ding Fengcheng's big-tail wolf can pretend, it will still reveal its tail."

"What's the meaning?"

"Is there any need to say? As the leading professional team in the country, the fast speed team has so many fans? Now their leading driver has lost to a folk car god, making a big joke, and people will give up?"

"You mean...the speed convoy will retaliate?"

"I don't know if you take revenge, but there will be some action. Let's wait and see. Since Ding Fengcheng has enjoyed flowers and applause on my behalf, he will have to bear the anger of the rapid convoy on my behalf. What I get and what I lose will be unified, so what can I get angry?"

Having said that, Ding Mengyan's anger disappeared.

Not only was she not angry, but she was also a little expecting that the rapid convoy would come to her door quickly. She really wanted to see what Ding Fengcheng would look like when she saw it.

As he thought about it, Ding Mengyan suddenly stared at Jiang Ce.

Jiang Ce was stunned, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at you."

"Look at me? What's so good about me?"

Ding Mengyan said: "Why do I feel that you are becoming more and more like a philosopher?"

Jiang Ce smiled and shook his head, "It's not that I'm like a philosopher, but that you're just a little stupid."
Chapter completed!