At the scene, no one expected that the most exciting part of this car race was not the scene of crashing five cars in a row at the beginning.

It's not a competition for first or second place.

It is not the moment when the champion is born.

But the final fifth place, what a wonderful competition!

Overtaking on a curve at 200 km/h and drifting at 180° are enough to be recorded in a video.

The passenger door opened automatically, and the young navigator in a white sweatshirt got out of the car. He lowered his head, casually took off the sunglasses clipped to his collar and put them on himself.

On the other side, Charlie also opened the door and got out of the car.

There were deafening cheers in his ears, and after overtaking in the last two corners, Charlie won the recognition of everyone present.

Various flashes of light focused on Charlie.

Two tall beauties waiting at the finish line presented Charlie with flowers and ribbons.

...

...

The young man who had just won the championship also walked towards Charlie and stretched out his hand, "Hello, I'm Black Hawk."

Black Hawk, the second place in F1 circuit last year.

A new and talented racing driver, highly sought after in the federal racing community.

Charlie was startled. Black Hawk was a person of the same level as Louisa, a person he could only look up to from outside the crowd or on TV before: "Hello, I'm Charlie."

"Your final corner overtaking was brilliant. I look forward to seeing you on the F1 track again next year. We can have a discussion if there's a chance." Black Hawk looked at Charlie solemnly.

The rest was all Meng Fu demonstrating to Charlie. He only learned the basics. Upon hearing this, he just shook his head and said, "No, not even one ten-thousandth of what Meng...my teacher can do."

He shamelessly called him teacher.

after all……

Meng Fu was just seriously teaching him the skill of overtaking on a curve.

"You still have a teacher?" Black Hawk's expression became more serious. He took out his cell phone and said, "Let's add each other's contact information."

Before this, Charlie didn't even have the chance to talk to Black Hawk. Now that Black Hawk wanted to add him, Charlie suddenly didn't seem particularly excited.

He is obsessed with racing and, like Ding Mingjing, has studied racing. He has watched the videos that made Black Hawk and Louisa famous.

Both of their cornering moves were extremely classic.

But Charlie confirmed that no one could do Meng Fu's 200-speed hairpin overtaking and sideways drifting.

With Meng Fu in front of him, Charlie felt less distant from Black Hawk, so he looked up and asked, "Do you have WeChat?"

People in the federation don’t use WeChat.

After hearing what Charlie said, Black Hawk downloaded WeChat on the spot under Charlie's guidance.

After downloading WeChat, Black Hawk added Charlie.

Charlie looked up, but Meng Fu had disappeared. He didn't talk to Black Hawk anymore and said goodbye to him directly, "Mr. Black Hawk, I'm leaving first."

After that, Charlie left.

Black Hawk looked at Charlie's back, straightened his expression, and said to the navigator beside him: "This Charlie, at such a young age, can drift at 200 speeds in a hairpin turn. His strength is unfathomable."

The navigator had been looking at Charlie's figure, and when he heard this, he said nothing.

"What do you think?" Black Hawk looked at his navigator.

"This technique looks a little familiar..." The coach still didn't look away, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Black Hawk turned to the coach, "What do you think?"

The coach didn't say anything. He strode directly to the broadcast room and looked at the broadcaster. "I want the entire process of the fifth racer's race just now."

Black Shadow is a well-known racing driver in the racing world, and his coach is naturally no ordinary person. The broadcaster here recognized the two of them, nodded quickly, and found Charlie's video in the huge database.

The shot from beginning to end lasted a total of 29 minutes.

The coach sat directly in front of the computer and watched it at four times the speed.

Black Hawk looked at the coach's back and turned to the computer. He was looking at it seriously at first, but as he looked at it, he felt something strange.

This Charlie was very ordinary at the beginning...

It was not until the 25th minute, when approaching the second-to-last hairpin turn, that the car's speed suddenly accelerated from 180, and Black Hawk became excited.

The coach just doubled the speed and turned it off——

“Pah—”

The computer screen suddenly went black!

**

105.

Su Xuan and his group just watched Meng Fu come back, no one said a word.

Meng Fu took off his glasses, the expression on his face was no different from before, he waved at them casually and went into the bathroom.

"Bang--"

The door was closed.

Meng Furen disappeared, and everyone else in the hall looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Young Master, did we just get fifth place?" Su Xuan looked at Su Cheng.

Su Cheng retracted his gaze, glanced at Su Xuan, and said lightly: "Your eyesight is not good, you can donate it."

Su Xuan: “…”

"Fifth place, 5% of the distribution rights." Su Xuan didn't want to think too much at this time, and couldn't help muttering, "I'll go tell the Madam the good news!"

He turned around, his face flushed with excitement, and went to get his cell phone to call Ma Cen.

The Su family has been in the Federation for five years, and today, they have finally made a huge progress.

Not too high, not too low, just right for fifth place.

The 5% division right is the maximum pressure that the Su family can bear. If it is any higher, it will be coveted by other forces. If it is any lower, they will not get it.

Considering the last two bends, Su Xuan couldn't help but think as he took out his phone -

Is this Meng Fu's forced control of points?

When he went to school with Su Cheng and Wei Jingke, he had seen Su Cheng's amazing control of scores more than once.

Even the Chinese language score was kept firmly within the passing range.

Because he had seen it before, he was able to think today whether Meng Fu was also controlling the rankings?

Outside, Charlie also added Black Hawk’s WeChat and came back.

"Good boy, good job!" Ding Mingcheng patted Charlie's shoulder excitedly, patting him hard several times.

Charlie shook his head, "It's still because of Miss Meng..."

"I know. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to do this." Ding Mingcheng glanced at him. "I just don't dare to pat Miss Meng's shoulder, so I'll just borrow your shoulder."

They knew how much Charlie weighed.

As he spoke, Su Xuan, who was holding the phone, came over and patted Charlie on the shoulder.

Charlie: “…”

He looked up and was about to say something when he saw Su Cheng standing on the balcony, leaning against the floor-to-ceiling glass window with his hands behind his back, looking at him indifferently.

Charlie quickly looked at the toilet door and said, "I'm going to the toilet first."

Su Di pulled him back by the collar and glanced at him, "Miss Meng is inside."

Charlie asked subconsciously: "Not out yet?"

“Bang!”

Su Di hit him hard on the head, "Want to die?"

Charlie shook his head quickly, "No, brother, I'm going to find a toilet outside..."

Charlie said this and went outside.

Su Di looked at Charlie's back and was silent for a while. Although he mentioned Charlie, Su Di also remembered that Meng Fu has always been known as the "toilet tyrant" on Weibo.

When recording the show, he didn't think anything was wrong, but now he sees -

It really lives up to its reputation?

In the toilet.

Meng Fu sat on the toilet lid. She opened the back cover of her phone. Under the thick bottom cover was a lens. A blue fluorescent light shone from it, and instantly a blue projection as big as a computer screen appeared in the air.

The mobile page instantly turns into a keyboard.

Meng Fu held the phone in one hand and tapped the keyboard on the computer screen with the other.

The racing team obviously didn't think that someone would invade their firewall. The firewall is built into the computer system and is not as good as the firewall of some large domestic companies.

Meng Fu entered the backstage effortlessly and wandered around the entire backstage as if it were her own garden.

Two minutes later, she pressed the "enter" button on the phone screen and then slowly turned off the phone.

The projection in the air disappeared, and at the same time, Meng Fu received two WeChat messages.

One was sent by Li Qingning——

[The plane just landed and it took an hour to go through customs. 】

Meng Fu: [Oh. 】

She flipped to another WeChat message from Xu Bochuan.

[Yitong's grandmother has been suffering from illness for many years. She has seen many doctors but it was useless. You know how it is when people get old. Last time, he took the spices you gave him, and his grandmother slept more soundly than ever before. Let me say thank you to you. 】

[By the way, can you tell me why your spices cannot be sold? 】

When Meng Fu saw this, she just replied calmly:

What if I die? 】

Xu: [Ah? Then you better stop doing it in the future. 】

On the other end of the phone, Xu Bochuan waved his hand, took out one of the sticks from the box, broke it in two, handed one half to Yi Tong, and told him to get out of here quickly. "Get out of here quickly before I regret it."

Yi Tong: “…”

He took the last half and walked away silently.

As for Meng Fu, after she sent the WeChat message, she looked at Xu Bochuan's reply and smiled, then stopped smiling, stood up and went to the sink, her eyelashes drooping, and she washed her hands slowly.

As she was washing, she couldn't help but think of the last time she went back to the village, Yang Hua told her how good a young man Yi Tong was, as he built roads for the village.

Supporting children in neighboring villages...

There is just one bad thing, which is that he pays too much attention to Meng Xun.

Meng Fu took a piece of paper, wiped her hands, and sent a WeChat message to Xu Bochuan:

[When I return home, we’ll talk.] 】

**

at the same time.

domestic.

Ma Cen was still sitting in his original position, watching TV leisurely with headphones on.

"Mom, have you transferred the three branches to the Great Elder?" Outside, a woman in a black windbreaker and small boots walked in hurriedly.

"Yeah." Ma Cen didn't even raise his head, still watching TV with an expressionless face.

This is her eldest daughter, Su Xian.

"Are you crazy?" Su Xian saw that her mother didn't seem to care and was still watching TV, so she walked over and didn't know what to say. "The elders are obviously trying to trick you. You signed this?"

Ma Cen took off one of his headphones, without moving his eyes away from his phone. "It's okay, it's just three branches."

Su Xian was sitting on the side, wondering, "What TV are you watching?"

She came over and just wanted to see what TV Ma Cen was watching, but outside, the Great Elder couldn't wait to come over with the witnesses, "Madam, calculate the time, the federation results are out, we might as well sign the transfer agreement."

Su Xian sat back in her original position, looked at the Great Elder with a fake smile, and said, "Great Elder, you don't have to be so anxious, right?"

Ma Cen still sat there watching TV.

The elder didn't mind Su Xian's words. The next three branches were enough to make the elder's anger disappear. He took out the agreement with a smile: "Miss, we have a written agreement. To show my sincerity, I have also brought the title deed of our federal street. Madam, you won't regret it now, right?"

He smiled slightly.

He handed the three transfer agreements to Ma Cen and also handed the black pen that he had prepared in advance to Ma Cen.

Obviously, these three people had no intention of calling the federation to inquire about the results. After all, their Su family was quite self-aware. They knew that Su Xuan and his team would not be able to win this black market car race.

The Great Elder came to see Ma Cen at the right time to avoid any further complications. He made them sign the contract while Su Cheng was away. If Su Cheng came back, the Great Elder would definitely not dare to force Ma Cen to sign.

Ma Cen finally paused the phone in his hand and put it on the table.

The phone paused on a variety show page, but at this tense moment, no one paid attention to what variety show Ma Cen was watching, as all their attention was on the four transfer documents.

The Su family’s internal transfer agreement, but the eldest elder also brought a lawyer to the scene.

The three copies on the left are the transfer agreements of Ma Cen’s three branches, and the one on the right is the transfer agreement for the Federal Street store used by the Great Elder for show.

Ma Cen picked up an agreement on the left and flipped through it. He picked up a black pen in one hand and said calmly, "When have I, Ma Cen, ever broken my word?"

The Great Elder looked at Ma Cen's attitude and saw that he didn't seem to regret it, so he smiled.

Su Xian sat next to Ma Cen and looked at the Great Elder coldly, but did not say anything.

The agreement was not long. Ma Cen flipped through the pages one by one and finished reading it in less than five minutes. The transfer agreement hastily drafted by the Great Elder did not have any loopholes.

Ma Cen opened the cap of the black signing pen with one hand.

I turned to the signature page on the last page, reached out my hand, and was about to sign it.

Just at this moment, the cell phone she put aside rang. It was a call from Su Xuan from the Federation. Ma Cen took a pen in one hand and put on the earphones in the other hand, then pressed the answer button.