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Chapter 143 What the hell are you doing?

Based on the news from Zhang Chi, Han Qi took the elevator to the roof of the building.

This is a very old building. The houses around it have long been demolished and built into new modern high-rise buildings. Only here still retains a trace of the old Shanghai flavor. Han Qi can feel that under his simple appearance, there is something hidden.

of a once glorious era.

The reason for not demolishing this building may be because the roof here occupies the best position to view the Lujiazui business district on the other side. Many tourists come here to enjoy the night view of the Huangpu River and the other side, and it has also formed a small night market.

As soon as I came out of the corridor, I saw Zhang Chi.

Of course, Zhang Chi had been waiting here for a long time, and he also saw Han Qi. He walked over with a smile that he thought was enthusiastic but was actually a bit silly, and said: "Mr. Han, your arrival has made this humble house shine."

When Han Qi saw Zhang Chi, the first thing he noticed was the white T-shirt he was wearing. This was very common, but it was a bit strange to print a photo of himself on the T-shirt. With Zhang Chi's current smile, it looked really silly.

, Han Qi almost laughed.

After living abroad for so long and returning to her motherland, Han Qi felt that her smile had become lower.

"Uh... No, I'm sorry to trouble you so late. By the way, has the racing matter been resolved?"

"It's almost settled. Which... Dragon TV has a program team that invites me to participate, which should be able to solve my sponsorship problem. After all, I have won the championship for so many years. Although I am down and out now, I still have some connections."

Han Qi nodded.

That's right, it seems that I don't need my own sponsorship.

Zhang Chi took Han Qi through this peculiar rooftop night market and reached the edge of the roof. He pointed to the water tower above and said: "This is where I live now, and this area is where I was banned for the past few years."

I sell fried rice here."

"It's quite close."

"Yeah, it's more convenient."

Zhang Chi looked at the night view of Lujiazui across the Huangpu River, smiled suddenly, and then said to Han Qi: "Sit here and wait for me. I'll be back as soon as I go."

After saying that, he ran away quickly.

Han Qi looked around, pulled over a small bench and sat down, putting his feet on the rooftop to look at the night view opposite.

This place is a treasure.

Most people who have just come to Shanghai will not know it. Only after coming a few times or being brought here by a friend can they find the best location to see the night view of the Huangpu River and Lujiazui. Han Qi searched on the Internet for so long last time.

, and I haven’t seen a single statement saying this.

The Oriental Pearl Tower is on the right across the river, and on the left you can see many well-known buildings such as the International Financial Center, Bank Building, and Oriental Hotel.

After watching for a while, Zhang Chi walked towards Han Qi carrying a bunch of things.

"You are quite good at finding a place. The seat you are sitting in is the best place to see the night view. You found it right away when you first came here."

Han Qi also said: "I would feel much better if I lived in a place like this. I really envy you."

He dragged a table over from someone else's stall, put the plastic bag on the table, and then sat across from Han Qi.

"What's there to envy? I'm renting a friend's house." He said as he took out the things in the bag, including paper cups, cola, peanuts, twists, and green beans, which were all bagged snacks. "Oh, there are no plates.

, just wait and I’ll go find them to borrow it.”

Han Qi watched him go away, and then looked at the pile of things on the table.

A bunch of appetizers, paired with... Pepsi?

He is really a racing driver. He doesn’t drive when he drinks, and he doesn’t drink when he drives?

But after thinking about it, he still felt that it might not be good for two adults to sit down and drink Coke and chat, so he opened his suitcase and took out a bottle of beer. This was the person Han Qi met during this trip.

It was brewed and Han Qi was given two bottles as a gift.

In fact, the alcohol content in Norway is not high. They generally do not drink spirits and wine, and it is very expensive to buy wine, so many people like to make their own. Han Qi attended Mr. Roald’s birthday at the foot of the Pulpit Rock scenic spot.

During the party, they drank the ale they brewed themselves.

When Zhang Chi came back with the plate, he saw Han Qi holding a bottle and pouring wine into the paper cup. The wine was still golden.

He put the plate on the table and asked, "What is this? I don't remember buying this?"

"This is a beer given by a friend of mine. He brewed it himself. I have tasted it and it tastes good."

"Hey, this wine is good. This wine is good."

Zhang Chi sat down with a smile.

He actually has wine at home, and it is white wine that has been stored for several years... But when he took it out last time from unopening, Lin Zhendong said it was fake wine, so he was embarrassed to take it out again. What if Han Qi said it was fake wine again?

It's embarrassing.

Just drink it yourself.

Anyway, after being stored in the cellar for so many years, even ordinary wine has its flavor hidden away. As long as the vintage is up, it doesn’t matter whether it is fake wine or not.

Zhang Chi touched the paper cup to Han Qi and said, "Why are you looking for me at this time?"

"I slept on the plane, and I don't have much to do when I come to Shanghai. I just wanted to see you first to see if I need any help."

"Thank you." Zhang Chi said, "Actually, I was very desperate a week ago, really, very desperate."

He took a sip of beer.

"I watched your video, and you did very well. You can also sing, but I can't. I can only drive, and I can't do anything except racing... I was banned five years ago, and I have nothing.

, the team is okay, the liquidated damages for advertising are extremely high, everything has been mortgaged, and we still owe hundreds of thousands."

"I made fried rice here, paid off my debts, and earned more than 300,000 yuan. I was still thinking about renting a car from my old team, but that didn't work. They would rather rent it to strangers than rent it to me, so I had to get my own racing car.

Alas, I don’t want to talk about this anymore.”

Zhang Chi pointed at the beer and looked at Han Qi.

Han Qi nodded and said, "It's up to you. Just take it out and drink it."

"This wine is delicious, not intoxicating, and quite sweet."

Han Qi also finished a glass and said with a smile: "Really? I don't like domestic beer after drinking their wine. It tastes too bad."

The two of them were criticizing domestic beer here, and then suddenly they talked about racing. Only then did Zhang Chi realize that Han Qi had really not lied at the beginning, and could tell everything about the configuration of the parts, which made Zhang Chi a little surprised.

In his impression, Han Qi is a designer. After all, he can earn millions of euros by designing just one thing abroad. Then the video is done very well. It feels like there is a team specially filming him while he travels. Then there is the singing.

Invincible, even if he throws away all his previous glory, he thinks Han Qi can make a lot of money just by singing.

It makes sense that such a person likes racing, but he is actually so proficient in racing?

"What did you do before?" Zhang Chi couldn't help but ask.


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