After retiring, he inherits hundreds of billions of assets every day

Chapter 375: Why not start a racing club?

Ji Cheng used his tough attitude and strength to teach every family in Hopeland Port a lesson, and gave them a big fight.

What happened on the field soon spread back to the David family.

Patriarch David had never expected that Ji Cheng had some other industries abroad, and he had never expected that this industry would suffer such unfair treatment on his territory.

He was sweating profusely for a while, but fortunately the other party did not make things difficult for him or hold him accountable.

The downfall of the Quick family had kept him awake for the past two days. He tossed and turned, thinking about countermeasures, but the scene he imagined did not appear.

He was also relieved that the Horton family did not attack him.

He was thinking more about how to apologize to the Horton family. Dorothy's previous dissatisfaction and the unfairness of this competition were both weighing on his mind.

I was afraid that I would accidentally follow the old path of the Quick family.

Dorothy naturally knew about this matter without any surprise. She was shocked by Miss Ji's methods and felt even more fortunate that she did not provoke her at that time.

Otherwise, who knows what might happen. She decided to hire fewer followers in the future, as they were all useless idiots.

Her father discussed with her about apologizing to Miss Ji, and she agreed without thinking twice. However, they had no chance to contact Miss Ji, so they had to put the matter on hold for the time being.

But the situation took a turn for the better three days later, and she never thought that she was so lucky.

It all started when she was asked by a friend to attend a racing event. Actually, she was not interested in it, but her friend said that she was lonely and there was no way he could go with her.

But unexpectedly she met the famous Miss Ji at that place. She was secretly delighted and wrote a draft in her mind more than ten times.

When I looked up, I found that the other person had disappeared. I couldn't help but feel a little regretful that I didn't talk to him in time.

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Ji Cheng appeared here simply because she had nothing to do, so she spent money to buy a few racing cars, but she didn't know how to drive, so she found a few people who could drive and let them drive for her to enjoy the sight.

Let her drive it by herself? That would be like killing her. She won't be able to drive it at all.

She is only suitable for activities like lying down and fishing, which are harmless.

So she went to this famous racing club, and there were indeed a lot of people there, but overall, none of them were to her liking.

The club manager looked at Miss Ji, who had a blank expression on her face and seemed unsatisfied, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and felt terrified.

The truth is that the incident with the Quick family had just happened not long ago, and everyone was naturally very scared when facing this decisive Miss Ji.

Ji Cheng didn't find the racer he liked, so he casually looked up and saw a fiery red figure galloping, leaving the blue figure behind closely.

Crush the blue car with indisputable strength.

"Who is driving that car?" Ji Cheng raised his eyes to signal the club manager, looked over and pointed at the red racing car to ask.

The club manager was silent for two seconds, and then responded to her question: "Well, the car is registered under Miss Bana's name-"

The club manager is aware of this matter, and that racing car is truly representative.

There were many people who had applied for senior membership here, but the Bana family was enough for him to remember clearly.

Ji Cheng was stunned for a few seconds after hearing what he said, and murmured, "Ms. Bana?"

She inexplicably thought of Yevt Bana and was somewhat curious about their relationship.

"Clayman Bana." The club manager responded to her question.

Ji Cheng didn't expect to meet someone from the Bana family here by chance. He raised his chin and said, "Go down and take a look."

Naturally, no one dared to refute her when she spoke, except that the club manager turned around and gave his men a look.

The head of the Bana family told him more than once that whenever Clement appeared in the racing club, he must report to her.

So this time, Yevt Bana was notified without exception.

"Miss Kleiman has been to the racing club again."

Yeft, who was handling official business, heard the news reported by his assistant, his face changed, and he stood up and went directly to the racing club.

At this time, Clement, who was feeling the adrenaline rush in the car, had no idea that disaster was about to happen.

"It's this kind of speed and passion~ It's so cool!!" Clement sat in the passenger seat, holding the seat belt tightly, shouting something.

Arya, wearing a helmet in the driver's seat, looked intently at the road ahead and made a death drift at a sharp turn. The huge feeling of speeding made Clement even more excited.

The scream seemed to penetrate, and the car floated to the blue figure behind them.

Finally, the two cars arrived at the finish line one after the other, and the red car drifted across the finish line and stopped.

The blue car followed closely behind.

When the car stabilized, Clement got out excitedly, walked towards the blue racing car behind him, and said to the man proudly.

"You lose~~"

The owner of the blue racing car not only got out of the car quickly, but also took off his helmet and said in a somewhat compromising tone, "Great, but I will definitely beat you next time."

"You win this time. Tell me, what do you want?"

Clayman crossed his arms, the smile on his face no longer concealed, and before he spoke, his eyes were drawn to Arya's figure.

Arya got out of the car and walked slowly to Clayman's side, and reminded him softly in a calm tone.

"The race is over, don't forget to transfer the money. I'm leaving first—" Arya stopped slightly and reminded him, then said hello to Clement and prepared to leave.

"Ah!?! Go, go! My aunt is here to catch me!!"

Arya had not walked for a few minutes when she heard Clayman's voice, screaming. She did not turn around, but was face to face with an oriental woman with black hair and black eyes.

The other person's face was filled with an emotion she couldn't read, his eyes studying her, and his body subconsciously tensed up.

She originally just wanted to find someone to drive a few races for fun, but unexpectedly she found such a talented person.

Now that we're here and have bought a racing car, why not start a racing club?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this idea was feasible. Everything was ready, except for the racing driver.

The fiery red figure simply barged into her heart, and she secretly thought that she must get this highly skilled racer into her non-existent club no matter what.

"Hello, were you driving that red racing car just now?"

——The Little Theatre of Thoughts

Clayman: It’s a super thrill~

Yevt: I will always watch you——

Arya: Get off the car and leave.

Ji Cheng: I want a delicious pancake~