As Charlie was talking, Sudi came around from the other side and also felt strange: "Isn't the federal gas price unified? The gas price here is 0.25 cheaper than in the city."
Domestic oil prices are uniform.
Federal gas prices should be about the same.
Charlie never asks about the price of gas when he gets gas, he only asks what type of gas to fill up.
Because of Meng Fu's words, Charlie made a special inquiry and found that the gas price here was indeed 0.25 cheaper than indoors. When Charlie was refueling, Su Di was nearby and heard their conversation, so he also knew that the gas price was cheaper than outside.
After talking to Su Di about this, Charlie looked at the direction of the car, paused for a moment, and then asked Su Di in a low voice, "How did Miss Meng know?"
As someone who had been in the Federation for five years, Charlie didn't know that gas prices were lower here.
Although this low price is not worth mentioning to him.
Hearing this, Su Di also shook his head.
The two of them were muttering to each other. In the convoy behind, Ding Mingcheng and Ding Mingjing also followed Su Xuan. Su Xuan finally reacted, took a deep breath, and said in an unknown tone, "Second brother, we won't refuel."
...
...
Su Xuan looked around and didn't see Meng Fu, so he asked again: "Where is Miss Meng?"
"In the car, she's fine," Charlie replied.
The three people who were thought to be in trouble by everyone were all fine. Su Xuan and his group were silent for a moment.
Ding Mingjing finally felt relieved and asked, "Did Bertram's convoy hit you?"
Although it was a question, Ding Mingjing's tone was certainly certain.
He knew that Charlie would recognize Bertram's convoy.
While Ding Mingjing was asking questions, the others were looking at Charlie. They all wanted to know how Charlie escaped from that group of people.
"No." Charlie nodded.
"I said that Bertram should not have caught up with you," Ding Mingjing breathed a sigh of relief, "You were hit by your own team at the hairpin. Otherwise, with your driving skills, you should not have been able to escape their pursuit. You are also very lucky this time. The car track left at the hairpin was too dangerous. If it weren't for his own team members blocking the road and failing to control the curve well, he would have caught up with you long ago."
Although Ding Mingjing is not a great racing driver, the traces of single-track cars passing the hairpin bend show how superb Bertram's driving skills are.
The tire tracks passed right along the stone pillar, and the calculation of the curve must have been extremely precise.
Not something a new driver can do.
"As expected of Bertram," Ding Mingjing said with a look of admiration in his eyes, "I'm afraid his understanding of the curve car has reached its limit."
"You really escaped death this time, you are so lucky." Ding Mingjing patted Charlie's shoulder, making sure that he was okay, and finally calmed down.
Su Xuan looked at Ding Mingjing and asked, "Did you take back the steering wheel?"
Otherwise, Bertram's team members failed to pass the bend, so how could Charlie pass it safely?
"Steering wheel? I didn't get it back. Mainly because the situation was urgent. Bertram was already close to the side of the car next to the hairpin turn. I wanted to step on the brakes and hit him to prevent the car from rolling over the cliff. But at this time I gave the car to Miss Meng. She overtook Bertram at the hairpin turn and left Bertram behind. Then she turned the car around on the straight and tricked the people in Bertram's team. Their four cars rear-ended each other, and Miss Meng drove the car sideways and drove through two cars. Our car was safe, but the tires were a little worn out." As they are all family, Charlie described the previous scene exactly.
He wasn't very specific in his description.
But those who were listening, especially those who knew about racing, could understand the danger at the time from Charlie's few words.
Su Xuan, Ding Mingcheng and the others were a step behind, but Ding Mingjing raised his head and looked at Charlie, "You were hit by Bertram's car at the hairpin?"
Charlie was stunned, "Yeah."
The others didn't react either and looked at Ding Mingjing, not understanding why he suddenly lost his voice.
Ding Mingjing exhaled deeply: "You said that Miss Meng left Bertram's car behind her at the hairpin turn?"
Hearing this, Charlie also understood the reason for Ding Mingjing's question, nodded, and looked in the direction of the car: "Yes, Miss Meng is a fierce driver."
Bertram is a black market racing driver comparable to Louisa. Otherwise, Su Xuan and others would not have been so frightened when they heard that Bertram was leading his team to surround Charlie and the others.
Anyone who could be targeted by a big gang like Qingbang was definitely not someone that an insignificant person like Charlie Ding Mingjing could mess with.
But now, from what Charlie said, it was Meng Fu who drove fast and got rid of Bertram and others. Not only that, he also left the car of Bertram and the other four people scrapped on the spot.
Although drag racing is different from black market racing.
But this means that Meng Fu's racing level may have reached the standard of a professional player.
Su Xuan and Ding Mingcheng looked at each other.
You can clearly see the shock in the other person's eyes.
"Miss Meng." Both of them retracted their gazes, walked to the car, and greeted Meng Fu.
Looking closely, Su Xuan's attitude towards Meng Fu showed a hint of awe.
Meng Fu was still sitting in the passenger seat, playing with her phone. When she saw the two of them, she lowered the car window, crossed her legs slightly, and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Are you not going to fill up the gas? It's rare to come across such a cheap gas station."
Judging from her tone, it seemed that if she didn't work harder, she would be short of hundreds of millions.
Su Xuan came to confirm that Meng Fu was safe and to say hello to Meng Fu: "...I'll go right away."
He looked at Meng Fu's appearance, which was no different from the state when he set out this morning. Su Xuan turned around silently and asked every car in the convoy to refuel.
Ten minutes later.
The convoy set off again.
Different from the formation at the beginning, in order to protect Charlie and Meng Fu, Charlie's car was in the middle of the convoy and was tightly protected.
But now, Charlie didn't drive, and no one dared to be the first to go, not even Ding Mingjing's car.
"Third brother?" Charlie pressed the communicator and asked when he saw that Su Xuan hadn't driven yet.
Su Xuan's affirmative voice came from the headset, "You go first."
Charlie was stunned, but didn't ask any questions. He just stepped on the accelerator and drove forward first.
He looked in the rearview mirror and saw Su Xuan's car following behind him, still feeling a little uncomfortable.
Co-pilot.
Su Di opened his phone, found Zhao Fan's WeChat, and sent him a message:
[Ms. Meng can drive?] 】
Su Di would watch all of Meng Fu's programs, especially the live variety shows. Not only did he watch them, he also opened his own big account to give rewards.
Su Di also watched the episode written by Fang, and naturally heard Meng Fu's remarks that he couldn't drive.
He had been Meng Fu's driver for so many days and knew that Meng Fu had never touched a car before.
As Su Di was thinking, Zhao Fan had already replied:
[No, she doesn’t even have a driver’s license, so what? 】
Su Di looked at Zhao Fan's reply and didn't know what to say. Should he say in reply that your artist not only can drive, but even a professional racing driver was beaten by her?
Then Zhao Fan would definitely think he was crazy.
It was also at this time that Su Di finally understood why Meng Fu took him out in the morning but did not take Zhao Fan with her.
If Zhao Fan was in this car, he would not only be in the way but would also be scared.
Miss Meng brought me along because she valued my high fighting ability.
Thinking of this, Su Di straightened his expression. His strength had recovered to three-tenths. Although Meng Fu didn't say it, he had already labeled Meng Fu as a "perfumer" in his heart.
Perfumers work with various medicinal herbs throughout their lives, and most of them have fragile constitutions.
The perfumer that Su Di knew was protected by special secret guards.
At the same time, he finally understood why Su Cheng brought him out of the Su family to follow Meng Fu. He must have known that Meng Fu was a perfumer.
When Red Spider provoked T City, he asked Meng Fu to follow him closely.
Su Di pursed his lips, sat in the passenger seat, and secretly vowed to strive to recover to his peak and protect Miss Meng.
Especially when he thought about the fact that he had to give the spice pine to Su Tian in the first place, he felt a little scared.
Fortunately, Su Tian and the others didn’t want it, otherwise he would have been gone.
**
When Su Di swore secretly.
Meng Fu was still sitting in the back seat. On her phone screen, the private chat with the green leaf logo still had a message from Mask from twenty minutes ago.
[Master, I get panicked when you don’t speak. What’s wrong with me? (Frightened)]
Meng Fu switched the screen and typed a serious reply:
[When you fight, don't hurt innocent people. There are not many people like me who abide by the law. 】
The reason why the people of Qingbang were so rampant this time was simply because Skynet was in chaos and had no time to restore order in the federation, so they dared to crash cars on the road so blatantly.
On the other end of the phone, Mask still didn't understand. What happened to him?
Apart from going to Skynet, he didn't do anything else?
If he sends it again, the master will ignore him.
Half an hour later, Meng Fu and his group arrived at the competition venue.
There is a hotel at the starting point, which is a place for all racers and family members to rest. When they arrived here, Su Xuan and his party got off the car.
This group of people should have been led by Su Xuan, but after Meng Fu got off the car, they all turned their eyes to Meng Fu involuntarily.
Su Di stood outside the hotel gate, looking at the magnificent racing stage around him and the audience not far away who were holding banners and cheering the drivers' names.
When they arrived, some people just glanced at them indifferently. Seeing that they were not a well-known force and there were no well-known drivers, they turned their eyes away.
Some people didn't even look at them.
This is the situation of the Su family in the International Federation. Although they tried their best to enter the Federation, they have only just touched the edge.
The Su family's ferry is inconspicuous here. Su Xuan stepped forward and handed the staff his entry card. The staff only glanced at him and gave him a sign for lounge 105.
The lower you go, the less noticeable it becomes.
Su Xuan was not surprised at the staff member's attitude at all, and he directly took Meng Fu and his group in.
Lounge 105 is quite large, with an open-air stand and surveillance cameras.
After entering the lounge, Su Xuan went to the balcony and called Su Cheng.
"Master."
On the other end of the phone, Su Cheng was still in the car, his dark eyes were as cold as ever, "Were we chased by people from Qingbang?"
Su Xuan explained the whole thing from beginning to end, wondering: "Master, was Miss Meng a racing driver before?"
On the other end of the phone, Su Cheng's voice rarely paused. He was silent for a while before saying, "I know, I'll be right over."
He hung up the phone and told people to change the route and go directly to the starting point of the race instead of going anywhere else.
The driver responded respectfully without asking the reason.
Su Cheng sat upright in the back seat.
The cell phone rang again. It was a call from home. He looked at the phone and picked it up directly. The voice was as calm as usual.
"Xiao Cheng," a female voice came from the other end, and one could hear the seriousness and arrogance in the voice, "Has the federal car race already started?"
"Right away." Su Cheng replied indifferently.
In Beijing, the woman sitting at the conference table had her fingers on the table, her eyebrows were sharp, and she looked shrewd. Hearing this, she sneered at the group of people in the hall, "Don't listen to those old men. They don't even look at what the Su family is. They want to get a piece of the federal market? Don't feel any pressure. Tell your racer to be careful and save his life. You should also be careful in the federation. After purchasing everything, come back directly. Your father and I will take care of the race. No one dares to touch you."
"I understand, Mom." Su Cheng said and hung up the phone.
Beijing, Su family mansion.
The leading elder in the hall stood up suddenly, his face flushed and his neck thick, "Ma Cen, why are you so responsible? The Su family waited five years for this opportunity, but Su Cheng insisted on bringing an actress with him and missed the chance to pick up Louisa. If this matter is not handled well, he will be the eternal sinner of the Su family! Can he bear it!"
No one else dared to speak.
Now that the eldest branch of the Su family is the dominant one, no one dares to confront Ma Cen head-on.
"What are you arguing about?" Ma Cen picked up the teacup calmly, lowered his head and took a sip, then squinted at the noisy elders, "You just want the three stores in our big house, so I'll give them to you. I, Ma Cen, can afford these three stores."
Hearing Ma Cen's words, Su Tian, who was standing next to her, couldn't help but change his expression and looked at Ma Cen.
The elder who had just shouted paused, narrowed his eyes slightly, and confirmed that Ma Cen was not lying, then narrowed his eyes, "Madam, I am not forcing you. The Su family has always been fair in rewards and punishments. If the young master fails to do this, he will be punished. If he does it well, we will not be stingy. The branch on Gongzhong Federal Street will be registered under his name."
Hearing his shameless words, Su Tian couldn't help but open his mouth. Just as he was about to say something, Ma Cen raised his hand and told him not to say anything. Instead, he nodded lightly, "Okay."
"Are you sure? Don't you regret it?" The Great Elder was stunned. He originally wanted to bargain with Ma Cen.
After all, they also knew about the affairs of the Federation. It was impossible for their Su family to see Louisa. They just wanted to take the opportunity to cause trouble because they couldn't bear to see Su Cheng's lineage dominating.
I didn't expect Ma Cen to agree so directly.
"Of course." Ma Cen lowered his head and took a sip of tea.
Seeing Ma Cen like this, the elder made a prompt decision, "Then let's sign a contract."
Ma Cen nodded, "Okay."
She signed a contract with the Great Elder, in black and white.
The elder read He Yue from beginning to end three times. When he was about to leave, he was very satisfied and said goodbye to Ma Cen respectfully, "Madam, if that's the case, then we'll leave."
After the Great Elder left, Su Tiancai lowered his head and pursed his lips, "Madam, how could you agree to such a shameless condition?"
"Xiao Cheng is now a thorn in their side," Ma Cen waved his hand and put down his teacup. "He was selected as the director of the Fourth Association Special Division, and the Second Office is keeping an eye on him. Su Di's injury was caused by them. It's just a matter of spending money to avoid disaster. We can afford to give him three branches."
She and the Great Elder both knew how difficult it was to survive in the Federation. Therefore, when she signed the contract with the Great Elder, she knew that she would lose three branches.
At this point, Ma Cen just remembered and looked at Su Tian, asking casually, "That little girl..."
It was also because the Great Elder suddenly came here that she found out that her son had done this secretly.
Su Tian answered respectfully, "It's Meng Fu, the very popular celebrity on the Internet, and she's from the Jiang family in T City."
Ma Cen didn't care about the Jiang family of T City.
She waved her hand, asking Su Tian to go down, and took another sip of tea. Then she took out her cell phone and searched slowly. She found two variety shows, then put on her headphones and watched the shows seriously in the hall.
**
Outside, after Su Tian went out, he started complaining in the group.
Su Tian: [The Great Elder is not a human being. 】
Su Huang hurriedly asked what happened.
Su Tian explained it again.
Federal, Lounge 105.
Meng Fu sat leisurely on the balcony, looking at the people watching the game below, looking very leisurely. Inside were Ding Mingcheng and others who were talking to Su Xuan and his group.
"The elder did this on purpose," Charlie said angrily, "It's not because of Miss Meng. Can we see Louisa whenever we want?"
Su Di thought about it carefully and roughly understood Ma Cen's approach. He said calmly: "The eldest lady did this probably to prevent the young master from becoming a thorn in the eyes of others."
"But the three branches," Ding Mingcheng frowned, "are at a disadvantage. The Great Elders have such big appetites. They are going too far!"
It’s indeed a big loss.
"It's a pity that your hand is a little injured." Ding Mingjing looked at Charlie and couldn't help pursing his lips. "Otherwise, without Bertram's team this time, you tried your best and you wouldn't be able to get the allocated quota."
Speaking of Bertram's convoy, everyone in the room couldn't help but look at the woman on the balcony.
Ding Mingjing pursed his lips and said, "You said Miss Meng..."
"What are you thinking about?" Su Di looked at him coldly. "This is a regular black market racing car. Miss Meng has never tried Charlie's car. She may not be able to drive better than Charlie. This car is a matter of life and death. Who of you dares to let her take the risk?"
Just now on the road, Meng Fu and Bertram were driving standard racing cars. Su Di could also see that Meng Fu was a little confused when she took over Charlie's car, and she only passed the hairpin turn after adapting to the speed of the car.
As the group was talking, Meng Fu on the balcony pushed the door open and saw them gathered together. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Ms. Meng, it's okay. You continue to look at the car," Su Xuan said immediately. He put away his phone and turned to Charlie. "Get ready and use Doctor Feng's perfume. In twenty minutes, get ready to enter the track. I'll go out to pick up the young master."
Charlie nodded and went straight into the lounge next door, changing into the red and black clothes commonly used in racing.
Then he rolled up his sleeves and was about to pour the perfume on the wound when the half-open door was pushed open.
"Miss Meng?" Charlie quickly stood up and spoke respectfully.
Meng Fu hummed, and seeing that he hadn't poured out the perfume yet, she took out a glass bottle from her pocket and raised her chin: "Try this."
Charlie now blindly worships Meng Fu, and he doesn't even ask what it is, he just applies it.
Meng Fu leaned lazily against the door frame and asked, "What were you talking about just now?"
"Well, the elder is very shameless and wants to take away the three branches under the name of the young master..." Charlie was silent for a moment, but still couldn't hide it from his idol, so he silently explained a few words, "Don't you think this elder is very shameless? He clearly knows the situation of the Su family in the federation, but he still threatens the eldest lady with it."
He concealed the fact that the Great Elder knew that Meng Fu was also here.
Meng Fu crossed her arms over her chest and listened expressionlessly. She didn't say anything, but nodded to Charlie, "You continue to apply the medicine."
She turned around and went out.
Outside, Su Xuan and others just took Su Cheng over.
The door of 105 opened, and Meng Fu looked at Su Cheng, "Who is Charlie's navigator?"
Su Cheng was not quite sure. He did not pay much attention to the event and only looked at the people in the room.
Ding Mingjing immediately raised his hand, his tone no longer as casual as before, but very respectful: "Ms. Meng, it's me."
This black market race is a long-distance race divided into three sections, referred to as a rally race. This type of race is equipped with a navigator, and only the navigator knows the road conditions. The extreme charm of this rally race is reflected in the bends, and the navigator guides the racers.
"Very good," Meng Fu snapped his fingers and smiled, "Then from now on, it's me."
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