Rong Wenzheng was like this, and the other people's praise was even more favorable. Several beautiful women squeezed over quietly, and their plump parts came over without hesitation. Several people shouted excitedly: "Brother, have you participated in Formula Racing? Have you ever challenged Schumacher?"

Inside the sports car, Zhao Wei, who was screaming, realized that he had lost his composure and his face was red. She glared at Xu Zhi fiercely and pushed the door to get off the car, but she raised her legs and realized that her legs were all weak and she had no strength to get off the car.

"Pick it up, pick it up..." Someone else had already started to cheer next to him.

"Bingbing..." Zhao Wei looked at Li Bingbing standing next to him and asked for help, "Help me down!"

"Okay!" Li Bingbing didn't think about it. He had to pull the car door when he did it, but just after she took two steps, Fan Bingbing shouted from the side, "Sister Li, go and don't help her out. She is the racing driver's car girl. She wants her to carry her down!"

Zhao Wei shouted, "What do you care about, why don't I know?"

"Hehe, of course you don't know!" Fan Bingbing asked, blinking his eyes, "Which sports car you have ever won the championship? This is the glory of the first-time champion!"

"Me? I..." Zhao Wei stuttered. She had never taken the sports car that was ahead of the top.

While several actresses were talking, Xu Zhi was also pushed by Rong Wenzheng, and pointed at Zhao Wei with a smile and said, "Brother, this is your beauty. I don't know how many boys and girls in China want to take a photo with Yanzi. You should be fine. Even I envy you if you have the opportunity to carry Yanzi out of the car!"

Zhao Wei was generous, pushed the cart door and reached out and said, "Xu Zi, help Ai's family out!"

"Za..." Xu Zhi also smiled and agreed, reaching out to help Zhao Wei out of the car.

"Kiss one, kiss one..." Seeing Xu Zhi helping Zhao Wei out, there were even more troublesome people making excuses next to him. Unfortunately, everyone was disappointed this time. Xu Zhi is Liu Xiahui, and Zhao Wei is not an ordinary woman, how could he let others succeed?

"Sister Li, come here quickly, I'll do something to you!" Zhao Wei's eyes turned and shouted at Li Bingbing.

The heartless Li Bingbing came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Hehe, it's nothing, I just miss you!" Zhao Wei saw that Li Bingbing was deceived, immediately reached out to hug Li Bingbing's neck and never let go.

"Haha..." Xu Zhi smiled and stopped, saying to Rong Wenzheng, "Young Master Rong, fortunately, I should leave too. Take me to get the money I won."

"Are you leaving now?" Rong Wenzhengqi said, "The racing is not over yet. When the last car arrives, they will still have to count it. I guess it will take more than one time to get the money!"

"It's been so long!" Xu Zhi frowned.

"Hehe, we play by ourselves, and we didn't hire a professional institution to manage it, so we were a little slower!" Rong Wenzheng said with a smile.

"Okay then!" Xu Zhi thought for a while, and knew that Rongbiancheng would have to come from Phoenix Airport for a while, and he should have time.

"Let's go, I'll treat you to a drink..." Rong Wenzheng was overjoyed and pulled Xu Zhi out of the crowd. As soon as he arrived at a villa, Xu Zhi suddenly stopped. He tilted his head and looked at a shadowy room next to him.

"What's wrong?" Rong Wenzheng looked at Xu Zhi strangely, not knowing why he stopped.

Xu Zhi smiled and waved his hand, "It's okay!"

Then the two entered the villa and went straight to the terrace on the second floor. When Rong Wenzheng was greeting someone to get the wine, Xu Zhi sat on the lounge chair, squinted his eyes and listened carefully. In the room in the distance, Liao Jichen said to Fan Zhongqing viciously: "Brother Fan, you are betting on a 20 million US dollar! You were taken away by something that didn't know the origin. My 10 million US dollar was also taken away by Rong Wenzheng's bastard. If we don't do anything, people would think we are easy to bully!"

"How to do it?" Fan Zhongqing asked coldly without any intention of drinking.

"I have found the phone number of the director of the Shanan Public Security Bureau. As long as we call it, the son named Xu Zhi will launder money and have huge amounts of drug money in his hand. Can't you submit to me?"

"Your is right. This is Shanan Island. The director of the Public Security Bureau is a local emperor. When he comes, who dares not accept it?"

"Then we'll fight?"

"Okay, fight!"

"Brother Fan, you have rich experience in society. Or are you going to fight? I'm afraid I don't know..."

"Mr. Liao, you're boring!" Fan Zhongqing sneered, "Isn't it just a case report? Chen Qing's fact, you don't need anything. What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of being implicated? Are you afraid that Xu Zhi's origin will not be able to cover you?"

"Haha, Brother Fan is thinking too much!"

"I don't think I'm thinking too much..." Fan Zhongqing said again, "When I went to find Rong Wenzheng just now, I didn't know that the white-faced bet on him by 100 million US dollars. Later, when I heard this, I was shocked. How many people in China can take out 100 million US dollars at once? Are you okay? Are I okay? Are there anyone who participated in this Haiqing feast? "

"Ah? What? He bet himself 100 million US dollars?" Liao Jicen shouted in surprise.

Fan Zhongqing looked at Liao Jicen's poor acting skills in anger, but did not expose it. He just said, "Yes, you can go and ask, we have custody a total of 86 million US dollars tonight, and were all taken away by this guy."

"Silk..." Liao Jicen took a breath and said, "Then doesn't he have nearly 200 million US dollars in his hand, ten... one and six billion yuan?"

"Yes, it's just such a young man worth more than one billion yuan. Do you dare to touch him?"

"The problem is, Brother Fan..." Liao Jicen rolled his eyes and said, "If there is such a person in China, how can you and I not know?"

"That's true!" Fan Zhongqing was a little moved and said, "Since we are a Chinese, we can have so much value, we all know that it is impossible for one to appear suddenly!"

"So, Brother Fan, this guy must have a problem!" Liao Jicen said with jealousy, "You didn't listen to Mr. Rong. He picked up the wrong one when he was picking up the business plane at Phoenix Airport. This guy has a big 6 accent and comes from Yu Port..."

When Xu Zhi was listening, his phone rang. He answered the phone and a strange voice came from inside, saying, "Is it Brother Xu Xu? I am Rong Bianjiang, my brother is Rong Biancheng. He asked me to pick you up. Can you come out now? I am at Luka leading to Haiqing Feast!"

"Okay, please wait a moment, I'll go out immediately!" Xu Zhiwan hung up the phone and said to Rong Wenzheng, "Mr. Rong, the person who picked me up has arrived, I'll leave first!"

"Xu Zhi..." Rong Wenzheng smiled with a wine glass, "You have to have a drink!"

"No, I don't like drinking very much!" Xu Zhi waved his hand and picked up a mineral water channel from the side, "I'll use water instead of the bar!"

"Haha, okay, thank you!" Rong Wenzheng and Xu Zhi touched Xu Zhi for a moment and said, "You can do me a big favor today! In addition, you may not be able to get your money out now. Tell me the bank account number and I will transfer it to you tomorrow morning. Oh, this is my contact information. If you have any questions, come to me!"

Then, Rong Wenzheng picked up a gold-plated business card from the table and handed it to Xu Zhi.

Xu Zhi took it and took a look, put it in his pocket, and also put his bank account in his hand.

After getting off the villa, Xu Zhi listened carefully. Fan Zhongqing and Liao Jicen had no idea where they went. Xu Zhi didn't care too much and got on the car with Rong Wenzheng. Xu Zhi was unwilling to let Rong Wenzheng see him away, but Rong Wenzheng insisted on sending him away. After the villa group was opened, Rong Wenzheng asked in a low voice: "Xu Zhi, who is the Young Master Rong who is picking you? Can you reveal your name?"

"Rong Biancheng!" Xu Zhi replied, "I only knew his name not long ago!"

"Silk!" Rong Wenzheng took a deep breath and said in surprise, "Is your son Rong Yao?"

"Who is Rong Yao?" Xu Zhi was puzzled and shook his head, "I don't know, I only know that the person who picked me up now is his younger brother, named Rong Bianjiang."

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