The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Gu Weimian narrowed her eyes, and before Jiang Jingchen could react, she took the car keys from his hand. "For my girlfriend, I'll just lose if I lose a match." Jiang Jingchen's forehead was throbbing with veins: "She is not my girlfriend." Gu Weimian said with a smile: "I am indeed not his girlfriend, I am his boss." When the others heard this, they all smiled ambiguously. Ning Quruo smiled and said, "I took a small screen factory in Mingzhu City owned by my family, and what Achen bet on was a ...
Racing is racing.
Having a woman sitting next to you can only affect the racer's concentration.
Gu Weimian narrowed her eyes, and before Jiang Jingchen could react, she took the car keys from his hand.
The sound of a car unlocking.
Gu Weimian ran straight towards the car with the lights on, opened the door, got into the driver's seat, and said to Ning Quruo with a smile, "No women, only men sit in my car."
As she spoke, she raised her chin slightly and motioned to Jiang Jingchen: "Get in the car."
Ning Quruo's face turned pale and he looked at Gu Weimian coldly.
Jiang Jingchen's expression was not much better than Ning Quruo's. He walked quickly to the side of the car and whispered, "Get down."
People on the field whistled.
"Achen, your girlfriend?"
"She's pretty, but she has a bad temper.
"For my girlfriend, I'll just lose if I lose a match."
Jiang Jingchen's forehead was throbbing with veins: "She is not my girlfriend."
Gu Weimian said with a smile: "I am indeed not his girlfriend, I am his boss."
When the others heard this, they all smiled ambiguously.
"Boss? What kind of title is that? It's quite interesting."
"Isn't Achen an M?"
Jiang Jingchen felt disgusted as he listened to this. Who the hell would like a woman like Gu Weimian?
It would be fine if there is no femininity at all, but her heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and internal organs, none of them are clean!
If I lie next to her, I'd be worried that I'd be killed by this woman one day, right?
"She has a fiancé, his name is Huo Yan, you may not know him..." After all, he is not a famous person.
Ning Quruo's eyes suddenly fixed.
Huo Yan?
When he was in Yanjing, he heard that Huo Yan found the daughter of a nouveau riche in Mingzhu City as his fiancée, but he didn't expect it to be her?
His eyes were like sharp thorns, scanning Gu Weimian up and down.
This woman is so far inferior to his sister. She doesn't have any of the temperament that a woman should have!
How miserable is Huo Yan's current situation that he actually found such a woman as his fiancée?
There is no comparison with his sister.
"Still racing?" Gu Weiman interrupted the crowd's booing.
Ning Quruo sneered and said, "Let's compete, but... everyone who participates in the competition has a bargaining chip. Do you have any chips?"
A dark light flashed in Gu Weimian's eyes: "What chips?"
Jiang Jingchen pinched his eyebrows, his scalp was about to explode: "Just don't get involved..."
There's really nothing I can do about Gu Weimian, I can only ask her to be kind and let me go today.
This time, he can't afford to lose!
Ning Quruo smiled and said, "I took a small screen factory in Mingzhu City owned by my family, and what Achen bet on was a micro battery factory."
Gu Weimian's pupils shrank. Is this a big deal?
She narrowed her eyes and glanced at Ning Quruo, thinking of a rumor that happened when she joined the Longshi team.
The Longshi team once competed with another team. The stakes were so high that after losing the game, several teams were devastated.
Those companies are basically involved in the electronics industry.
So... it's today?
Thinking of the Ning family's rapid rise in the electronics industry in the next few years, Gu Weimian curled the corners of his mouth. This is basically a setup, right?
Do they know Ning Quruo’s true level?
Just relying on just a few of them, they think they can defeat Ning Quruo?
The people in Mingzhu City were silent. When they thought about the stakes this time, everyone felt heavy in their hearts.
I can't afford to lose.