As he spoke, Pan Shaohua winked at the henchman behind him. The henchman understood and directly picked up a small cardboard box in his hand and handed it over.
A Bang servant took it, opened it, and saw a box of hundred-dollar bills inside.
Pan Shaohua continued in a frivolous tone, "This is the championship prize for this competition, a full 300,000 yuan. It's not much, but it symbolizes the honor of you, Young Master Jiang. Please count and keep it!"
This guy knows that what Jiang Tiancheng hates most right now is words like championship and honor, but he just keeps bringing up things that are irrelevant to the topic and picking at your scars.
The championship prize is only 300,000.
However, this guy acted as if he had never seen money before and even brought a box of cash.
Jiang Tiancheng's already ugly face suddenly turned dark purple, and even the servants beside him clenched their fists and wanted to hit someone.
This guy is so infuriating. If it weren't for the fact that they would be in the wrong to take action now, and it would make Young Master Jiang, who already has little face, even more embarrassed, they would definitely go up and beat this bitch up.
But now they can only endure it, not only because they were the ones who started it first and were in the wrong, but also because this is China, this is the Linhang underground racing track, and it is the territory of this young Hua.
They fully believed that as long as they took action today, perhaps Young Master Jiang and Young Master Park would be able to return, but they would definitely never be able to return to Korea in this lifetime.
Rich second-generations like these, who come from wealthy and powerful families and are unruly and unruly, are capable of doing anything.
Pan Shaohua didn't care about their murderous looks at all. He came here just to give the fallen dog a beating.
They dare to be so arrogant on Chinese territory and insult the Chinese racers. We must not let these Koreans have an easy time!
"Master Jiang is indeed the best racing driver in Korea. The glorious moment he won the championship at the last moment just now left a lasting impression on me!"
Pan Shaohua patted Jiang Tiancheng's shoulder in a very familiar manner, and even used his body to push away the servant on Jiang Tiancheng's left, and directly put his arm around the red-haired stick.
"I believe that in ten, no, twenty years, everyone present here will remember this classic scene vividly and will never forget it!"
"Master Jiang and Master Park, you cousins have created an enduring legend of winning two championships in three days! Your names will be forever etched in the hearts of all the racing fans present and indeed in the Chinese racing world!"
"I believe that no one will be able to surpass you brothers in the next ten years! Congratulations once again!"
Jiang Tiancheng's hands had begun to tremble. He tried his best to resist the urge to punch the bitch away. He said hoarsely, "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Hua. I'm a little tired. I'll take my leave now!"
As he said this, he broke away from Pan Shaohua's arm, gave him a very forced and ugly smile, and walked towards his own car with his people.
Upon hearing this, Pan Shaohua pretended to be surprised and asked with concern: "What? Master Jiang, are you feeling unwell? Are you sick? Didn't you take any medicine before coming out?"
Then he continued to persuade earnestly: "Hey! Master Jiang, don't be willful! If you are sick, you must take medicine on time and can't give up treatment!"
"Is this 300,000 enough for the treatment? If not, I can sponsor some for free."
"If all else fails, there are so many spectators around here who can help. Don't worry, we Chinese are the most compassionate people. We are absolutely selfless and don't ask for anything in return! Don't worry about paying it back later!"
Pan Shaohua never missed any opportunity to provoke this red-haired stick. It was really because this guy was too arrogant when he first came, which completely ignited his anger. How could he not vent it now?
The audience around him all echoed:
"That's right, Jiang Guanjun, if you are sick you must get treatment. You can't give up on treatment!"
"Right! I don't have money to tell you, but I can't put off my illness!"
"Well! If you're financially tight, I'll give you some of my love. You don't have to pay it back. We Chinese are so kind!"
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"Master Pan! Be careful with your words!" Uncle Yuan couldn't bear to listen any longer, and quickly turned around and gave Pan Shaohua a cold warning look.
Pan Shaohua nodded after hearing this: "Okay, okay, be careful with your words! Be careful with your words! That nephritis must be treated quickly! This thing can't be delayed. The longer you delay, the weaker you will become, and it will be difficult for you to find a girlfriend!"
Pan Shaohua has never lowered his voice since he came down, and he always stimulates these sticks with full energy.
Especially the last sentence, which was spoken in a higher voice, and the audience around could hear it clearly.
This time the echo was even more serious:
"Oh! It turns out to be nephritis! Then Jiang Guanjun should go get treatment immediately! This thing can't be ignored!"
"That's right! The kidney is such an important organ. It's related to so many functions!"
"Guanjun Jiang, take care. If you can't, tell us. We can do it!"
"That's right, Jiang Guanjun, we Chinese people love to help others the most. We are ready to help at any time!"
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Jiang Tiancheng suddenly felt pain in his liver, and the tightness in his chest was so uncomfortable.
At this moment, he didn't want to continue listening to the discussions around him, so he quickly quickened his pace and wanted to leave.
At this moment, Miyamoto Yasuken came over from the VIP room.
Jiang Tiancheng looked at the smiling Japanese man and felt even more uncomfortable.
If the last scene had not happened this time, he would have been very happy to reminisce with the man he once thought was his strongest opponent, but now he had no intention of doing so at all.
He felt really depressed that he was seen by his rival at his lowest point.
"Why? Are you here to gloat over someone else's misfortune, too?"
"Mr. Tiancheng, you misunderstood. I didn't mean that at all!" Miyamoto Yasuken still had a smile on his face, but this smile seemed very fake to him.
"Tiancheng Jun, don't be discouraged at all. Tiancheng Jun just arrived in China today, and his most compatible car is not with him. He has not yet reached his peak strength."
"I believe that if Tiancheng-kun was in peak condition, he wouldn't necessarily lose to the last driver!"
"But please rest assured, Tiancheng-jun. If I ever meet that driver, I will help him get back this place!"
He fully understood what Miyamoto Yasuken meant. He just wanted to find a self-deceiving excuse to justify his defeat and to prove that he would not lose to the driver.
His strength is not much different from mine. If I don't necessarily lose, it means he won't necessarily lose either.
At the same time, he also expressed that he was stronger than himself, and that when he was at his peak, his knowledge was not that of the driver, and that he could get back at the scene for himself.
Jiang Tiancheng sneered in his heart, laughing at Miyamoto's arrogance.
He thought he could beat that driver? How naive!
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