After Zhang Ziming and Shen Yixiu parked the car, they got out and greeted a few people.
Su Yang looked at Chang Ziming.
He is 182cm tall, with a handsome appearance, neither fat nor thin, and a neat short haircut. In terms of appearance alone, he is definitely not as good as Su Yang and Meng Wenzhou, but he has a very good temperament and a good figure, a real sports man.
After greeting a few people, Zhang Ziming walked up to Su Yang and gave Su Yang a quick look.
Seeing that Su Yang was well-dressed and good-looking, he especially took a closer look at the watch on Su Yang's hand.
In fact, many rich people like them are quite xenophobic. To be more specific, they don’t look down on the poor.
But Su Yang had good conditions in all aspects, which left Zhang Ziming with a good first impression.
He walked forward, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile, "You are Su Yang, right?"
Su Yang also politely extended his hand and shook it: "Yes, what's your name, brother?"
"Zhang Ziming, nice to meet you. I wasn't there when you guys were drinking last time. I'm really sorry, but you, Lao Meng, and Fatty are all friends, so we'll be friends from now on."
"If we spend more time together in the future, I think we can definitely become true friends."
"Haha, good, I like your straightforward personality."
Meng Wenzhou walked up and said with a smile: "I just like Brother Su's personality and that's why I want to be friends with him. Anyway, we should get together more often in the future."
"It's a must."
"You grown men, stop saying hello and start talking nonsense." Pan Ning leaned against the front of the car with his hands folded and looked at them impatiently.
"Start, start."
"Put the cars in place. This track is wide enough for four cars to race together. Let's start with the 400-meter straight-line acceleration."
Pan Ning said this and got into the car.
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