Chapter 9 Taking Notes
The fake circle of friends of a rich and dissolute daughter: nightclubs, luxury goods, and a rich fiancé.
The real circle of friends of a rich and wealthy daughter: racing, equestrianism, and flying.
In her previous life, Wen Nianchu automatically inherited 50% of the shares of Wen Group at the age of 20 according to her mother's will. Her mother also established a private equity fund when she was ten years old, and no less than 40 million yuan was deposited into her bank card every year.
Therefore, Wen Nianchu has been spending money to cultivate his own interests and hobbies.
If the person she believed in most had not turned against her, if she had not treasured the little bit of remaining father's love because she lost her mother at a young age, her life trajectory in her previous life would definitely not have ended in that situation.
What's even more regrettable is that she developed a heart disease in this new life, which means that China is about to lose a rising talented driver.
Wen Nianchu placed one hand on the car window and glanced calmly at the rearview mirror.
"Press the accelerator to the floor. There are no cars on this road."
Her voice was steady, as if she was talking about something very ordinary.
Ahead, at the entrance of the Kuanjiang Cross-River Bridge, a right-angle bend of almost ninety degrees is clearly visible.
That's one of the reasons she chose this route.
It's been a long time since I played drift.
"boom--!"
The black Volkswagen accelerated again, ramming into them like crazy. Driver Chen Wen stared intently at the rearview mirror while gripping the steering wheel tightly. His knuckles turned white from the exertion, and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. He even felt that the steering wheel, which he was so familiar with every day, had become unfamiliar in his hands.
Cars sped past.
The scorching sun created twisted heat waves on the asphalt road, and a pile of steel guardrails were set up at the intersection ahead where a sharp turn was required.
Just as the two cars were about to enter the right-angle turn and reach the cross-river bridge, Wen Nianchu suddenly spoke:
"Uncle Chen, now! Slow down, turn the steering wheel all the way to the left, and apply the handbrake!"
"But this might cause a collision—"
“Do as you are told!”
The terrified Chen Wen watched the guardrail rapidly enlarge in front of the windshield. The dazzling light from the river surface even shone through the gaps in the guardrail into his constricted pupils.
At that moment, fear spread throughout my body.
He almost forgot what he was supposed to do and just numbly turned the steering wheel to the left.
The moment Uncle Chen's steering wheel turned left madly, Wen Nianchu did not hesitate. He reached out with his left hand and decisively pulled the handbrake!
"Okay, release the parking brake and add gas!"
Wen Nianchu's voice suddenly rang in Chen Wen's ears. Chen Wen felt dizzy and had no idea what was going on in his mind.
He has lived for a long time and has never driven such an exciting car.
The car body completed a perfect drift directly in front of the guardrail at the turn and stopped steadily in front of the bridge at the exit of the turn.
This life is saved?
He glanced hesitantly at the rearview mirror.
A sudden, loud "bang" sounded from behind. The black Volkswagen, having been chasing with its foot on the accelerator, hadn't noticed the high-speed right-angle turn. But once the driver realized he'd been tricked, he couldn't brake in time and ended up slamming into the guardrail. The hood flipped off, and half of the car was hanging precariously above the river.
He didn't even dare to imagine what would have happened if any of the steps just now had gone wrong.
I'm afraid their car will be stuck at the guardrail.
"Beautiful." Wen Nianchu glanced at the stuck car in the rearview mirror, and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Although the speed of entering the corner is a bit slow."
Chen Wen slumped in his seat, his graying temples drenched in sweat, his hands gripping the steering wheel still shaking uncontrollably. "Miss... my old bones..." He swallowed hard, "I can't handle this."
At this time, sirens were heard from the front.
"Remember, when you're taking notes later, you must emphasize two points," Wen Nianchu whispered. "First, the other party deliberately rammed us multiple times in a row. Second, we did not actively contact the other party's vehicle at all."
As the police ran towards the stuck Volkswagen.
Wen Nianchu slowly raised the car window, and her elegant posture of fixing her hair was reflected on the glass.
Then she lowered her head to organize the videos on her phone.
The mobile phone contains complete audio and video evidence.
Driver Lao Chen has been driving Wen Nianchu for so many years, but he has never seen Wen Nianchu like this. This kind of momentum and decisive attitude when facing danger are somewhat similar to those of the deceased Grandpa Wen.
"Miss, don't you want to know who sent the other party?"
Wen Nianchu narrowed his eyes and said in a relaxed tone:
"He's a kind person who gave me a big gift."
At this point in time, the only person who would use such despicable means to harm her would probably be Bai Yiqiu, who had just suffered a setback at her hands.
A prince who relies on underground casinos and thinks he can get along with both the black and white worlds?
I really can't keep my composure.
Soon, she destroyed the casino he could rely on.
Wen Nianchu: "Uncle Chen, the weather is getting cold."
Uncle Chen: “?”
He used the wet wipes in the car to wipe the sweat that was still hanging on his body due to nervousness.
Even though the air conditioner was on in the car, it wasn't cool at all in such hot weather. He thought that it was probably because of the age difference. There was already a deep generation gap between him and Wen Nianchu. After all, he couldn't understand the thinking of young people today.
Then, under Uncle Chen's puzzled gaze, Wen Nianchu put down his phone, smiled and slowly said something very childish:
"Justice will ultimately prevail over evil."
Uncle Chen: “?”
*
When Wen Nianchu arrived at the police station to take a statement.
The police officer who questioned her was a young female police officer who had just taken up the post.
"Miss Wen."
Wen Nianchu met a pair of eyes as deep as a cold pond. The female police officer had a neat ponytail and her uniform was ironed to perfection without a single wrinkle.
She had some impression of this person. He was the jewel in the crown of the Gu family in Beijing, China. He came to Rongcheng to be a police officer because there were many underworld forces in Rongcheng, which were complicated and intertwined. He planned to take advantage of this opportunity to do something big to prove his strength.
It's a pity that he has never been able to catch the person behind Bai Yi Qiu. Instead, he accidentally provoked the other party and was forced to reveal his identity in order to protect himself. Only then did he know that the other party was the jewel in the crown of the Gu family, one of the three major families in Shangjing, China.
While Wen Nianchu was observing her, Gu Mingyue was also observing the girl opposite.
After the call, she quickly checked the person's file records.
Wen Nianchu, eighteen years old.
The daughter of the Wen Group, she lost her mother at a young age.
No criminal record.
She has not been in Rongcheng for a long time, but she has indeed come into contact with a lot of matters involving the secrets of wealthy families. Now the various forces in Rongcheng are quite complicated, and it is not clear what role this little girl plays in it.
The lights in the interrogation room were deliberately dimmed. Wen Nianchu knew that this was a common psychological tactic used by the police.
She squinted her eyes slightly, adjusting to the light.
To be honest, she doesn't like dark and cold places.
"Miss Wen, please focus."
Gu Mingyue's voice was cold, bringing Wen Nianchu's thoughts back to reality.
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