786: Chapter 786 A race with a minivan?

Ye Chen said calmly, "That's right."

Ning Feng frowned.

"What do you mean???"

"I mean, I'm here to get something, and I'll leave once I have it."

Ye Chen grinned, "It won't take up too much of your time."

Ning Feng was stunned for a moment, then laughed in extreme anger.

"Get something? Do you think my Xun Pavilion is your family supermarket? You can take whatever you want?"

"Ye Chen, I've heard of you. You did a great job with that Eagle Country High Priest incident, and I respect you as a man."

"But don't forget, this is Nanxun, not Eagle Country."

"If I say you can't take the things in my Xun Pavilion, then even the King of Heaven himself can't take them away!"

"The Dragon Group's hand has reached a bit too far."

Ye Chen nodded: "Xun Pavilion is indeed not a supermarket."

Hearing this, Ning Feng narrowed his eyes.

"Good that you know."

"If things get blown out of proportion, it won't look good for anyone."

Ye Chen smiled slightly and added out of the blue.

"You have to pay money at a supermarket, but here, I don't even have to spend a dime."

"As long as I want to, I can do a zero-dollar shopping spree."

Yan Qingwu: "???"

Good heavens!

That's a bit of a heart-piercing blow!

Even brought up zero-dollar shopping...

Ning Feng's face turned livid: "Ye Chen, you are simply audacious!!!"

The driver behind him looked cold and was just about to make a move...

Yan Qingwu sighed and spoke up.

"Young Master Chen, I advise you not to be impulsive."

"Ye Chen is the kind of person who keeps his word."

"If he says he wants to take something from your museum and you don't give it to him, he will really take it himself."

"By then, you won't even have room to negotiate."

"But as long as you cooperate, he will only take one thing, and he won't take it for free."

"The Dragon Group will compensate you."

Hearing this, Ning Feng was furious: "Yan Qingwu, you're helping him too?"

"He is my superior; can I not help him?" Yan Qingwu spread her hands.

Ning Feng gritted his teeth.

He knew.

If it really came to force, there was definitely no way.

After all, Ye Chen's reputation was too famous.

But if he really let Ye Chen take things from his hands so easily, wouldn't he, the grandson of the Deputy Director of Bureau 749, become a laughingstock?

His chest heaved violently, and finally, he gritted his teeth: "Fine, Ye Chen, I'll give you a chance."

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow.

"Let's hear it."

Ning Feng took a deep breath and threw out his demand.

"Race me."

"If you win, whatever you want from Xun Pavilion, I will give it to you."

"But if you lose..."

"Then go back to where you came from, and don't come to Nanxun to bother me again."

Ye Chen was stunned for a second: "It's that simple?"

"It's that simple."

Ning Feng sneered.

"But I'll say this upfront: I've been playing with cars for ten years, and in this Jiangnan area, no one has been able to beat me yet."

"If you don't have the skill, it's not too late to admit defeat now."

Yan Qingwu frowned.

Ning Feng wasn't bragging with that statement.

In the Jiangnan region, Ning Feng was known as the King of Racing.

He wasn't like those second or third-generation heirs who eagerly catered to their families and inherited their futures.

Instead, he did his own thing.

Because of this, he had argued with his family many times.

However, before she could remind Ye Chen, Ye Chen had already nodded: "Stop dawdling, I'll race you."

Ning Feng was stunned.

He really didn't expect... Ye Chen would agree so readily.

He took a deep look at Ye Chen and turned to walk toward the Maybach.

"Very good!"

"Ten o'clock tonight, Tianxun Mountain Road."

"I'll be waiting for you there."

"Don't be late; I hate waiting for people the most."

The car door closed, and the Maybach drove away.

The Maybach disappeared around the street corner.

Yan Qingwu came back to her senses and couldn't help but look at Ye Chen.

"Are you sure you want to race him?"

"Ning Feng's reputation in the Jiangnan racing circle is resounding."

"People call him the 'King of Jiangnan'!"

"In the past ten years, those who have challenged him, if not a hundred, have been eighty, but without exception, all of them..."

"Lost."

Ye Chen chuckled: "Is the King of Jiangnan very impressive? Have you forgotten that I was the exclusive driver for Bing Lan and Bai Wanqing?"

Yan Qingwu almost cursed when she heard this.

"Can that be the same?"

"You were driving a business car to take the boss to work; this is mountain road street racing, two different things!"

"How can it not be the same?" Ye Chen became indignant, "They both have four wheels and a steering wheel. I drive 80 km/h in the city without hitting the brakes, while others have to hit the brakes at 120 km/h on mountain roads. By that calculation, my technique is better than his."

Yan Qingwu: "???"

Damn!

She really had the urge to curse.

Did this guy's math teacher teach him sports?

How the hell can that be the same?

Seeing her speechless, Ye Chen continued.

"Don't worry, my driving skills are very good."

"If you don't believe me, why don't we make a bet?"

Yan Qingwu immediately became vigilant: "What do you want to bet?"

Ye Chen looked at her with a smile, a smile as punchable as it could be.

"Bet that if I win tonight, you will be my official secretary."

Yan Qingwu was stunned: "Sec... secretary???"

Certain indescribable images instantly appeared in her mind, and her face flushed red.

"You... you don't mean if there's something to do, the secretary does it, and if there's nothing to do, you..."

Before she finished, she bit her lip.

If Ye Chen was really willing to do that, it would be fine.

She wouldn't have to go through the trouble of "infiltrating" the Ancient Tomb Sect.

Ye Chen looked at her with a serious face, his eyes as clear as mountain springs.

"What are you thinking? I just meant the first part."

"That way, although I am the Deputy Team Leader, I can also be a hands-off boss."

"And over at the Ancient Tomb Sect, I would also have someone to help with the work."

"Two birds with one stone, isn't it good?"

Yan Qingwu: "..."

Just to help with work???

No...

How can nine and a half out of ten words coming out of this person's mouth be a trap!

"No bet."

Yan Qingwu refused decisively.

Hmph!

Although she was no different from a secretary now, as long as she got annoyed, she could just walk away at any time.

But once she agreed to Ye Chen, the meaning would be different.

Ye Chen spread his hands: "Even if you don't bet, you have to be this secretary. After all, isn't the work you're doing now the work of a secretary?"

Yan Qingwu: "..."

Alright, alright.

What a move to force a sale!

She felt her blood pressure rising.

The next second, she showed a sweet smile: "Fine, I'll bet with you, but you must remember your words today. I will be your secretary in the future, don't cry."

Seeing her sweet smile, Ye Chen couldn't help but shudder.

Good heavens.

He seemed to have forgotten a very important thing.

That is... this woman also seemed to be a top-tier schemer.

It was just because she met him that she was suppressed.

Wouldn't she sabotage him?

Ye Chen coughed, cleared his throat: "Well... you prepare a car for me first."

Hearing this, Yan Qingwu immediately flicked her silver hair and then smiled sweetly.

"Okay, your private~ secretary will serve you immediately."

Saying that, she took out her phone and dialed a number.

"I am Yan Qingwu. Send a car to the entrance of Xun Pavilion for me, be fast."

"Performance must be good, the chassis must be stable, and the brakes must be responsive."

"Yes, the faster the better."

Hanging up the phone, Yan Qingwu turned around and looked at Ye Chen with a smile.

"The car will be here soon, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Ye Chen looked at that smile, and a bad feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.

But he couldn't say what was wrong.

But soon, he knew the problem...

Ten minutes later, a car arrived.

At first, Ye Chen thought it was a passing car.

As a result, the car stopped in front of the two.

Ye Chen stared and was stunned.

It was a...

Wuling Hongguang.

Ye Chen couldn't hold it anymore and broke his composure on the spot: "This is the car you prepared for me?"

Yan Qingwu looked innocent.

"That's right, good performance, stable chassis, responsive brakes."

"Wuling Hongguang, the national god car, rear-wheel drive configuration, a drift weapon."

"Didn't you say you have good technique?"

"Winning against him with a minivan will make you look even more badass."

Ye Chen: "???"

Damn!

This woman is purely taking revenge!

He took a deep breath and pointed at that Wuling Hongguang.

"You want me to drive this thing to race Ning Feng's Maybach on the mountain road?"

Yan Qingwu tilted her head.

"Is there a problem?"

"Didn't you just say that? It's all four wheels and a steering wheel."

"You drive 80 km/h in the city without hitting the brakes, while others have to hit the brakes at 120 km/h on mountain roads. By that calculation, your technique is better than his."

"What? Are you chickening out now?"

Ye Chen: "..."

He suddenly felt like he had lifted a rock only to drop it on his own feet.

And it was the kind that hurt a lot.

Yan Qingwu walked to the side of the Wuling Hongguang, reached out and patted the roof, making a "clanging" sound.

"Besides, this car is so good."

"Large space, can carry things."

"After you win, aren't you going to take things from Xun Pavilion?"

"Just throw it in the trunk, no need to call a truck again."

"Two birds with one stone, isn't it good?"

Ye Chen's mouth twitched even more violently.

He suddenly felt that letting this woman be his secretary might be the most wrong decision he had ever made in his life.

"Fine."

Ye Chen gritted his teeth.

"Wuling it is."

"Today, I will use this minivan to teach that Ning Feng what true driving skill is."

Yan Qingwu's eyes lit up, and she took out her phone.

"Okay, I'll record it and post it online."

"I've already thought of the title: 'Dragon Group Deputy Team Leader drives a minivan to crush the Jiangnan Racing King'."

"The click count will definitely explode."

Ye Chen: "..."