After paying the entry fee, a dialog box immediately popped up on the webpage, which required the contestants to download the competition contract, print it, sign it and upload it via fax.
Of course, Vladimir does not need to do all this himself, but since Andrei is not in the manor at the moment, he directly leaves the rest of the work to Sergey.
Sergey did not dare to neglect and followed the instructions one by one. When he was about to upload it, he accidentally glanced at it.
Suddenly, he was startled.
You actually have to pay so much to participate in a Falcon game?
Even though he knows that Vladimir is a super rich second generation, the money spent is too much...
Besides, those Middle Easterners are very good at playing hawks and falcons, so most of the money was wasted.
Sergey sighed, he felt that it was really difficult to figure out this young master.
…
The manor was not small, but it could not contain Vladimir's restless heart. In the morning, he could stay quietly in the study, but by the afternoon, his restless heart had completely left his body.
"Vasily, get your Bentley ready, I'm going to drive out."
"Yes, Master..."
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When Vladimir came downstairs, the Bentley convertible he bought two weeks ago was already ready.
Opening the car door, Vladimir, wearing LV sunglasses and dressed casually, got in.
The moment you press the start button, the roar of the supercar engine is deafening.
"boom……"
The powerful Bentley coupe made Vladimir feel the shock of the high-power engine the moment he started...
Vasily and Victor followed in a Land Rover...
As soon as he left the gate of the manor, Vladimir was about to hit the accelerator when suddenly a cool-looking red sports car drove past him.
This sports car is also very fast.
And when he passed his car in an instant, the roar of the engine became even more intense.
In an instant, Vladimir felt that the blood in his body was boiling. He also stepped on the accelerator, and the Bentley sped out steadily and quickly.
Bentley's brand of cars mainly focuses on business series, and it has a few sports convertibles. Therefore, in front of manufacturers such as Ferrari and Aston Martin that specialize in supercars, their coupes are not outstanding.
Even though Vladimir's driving ability was quite good, he still couldn't catch up with the supercar.
After turning a corner, he didn't even see the butt of other people's cars.
Vladimir couldn't help but patted the steering wheel and said angrily: "Shet, Fak..."
As a financial center, London has a lot of luxury cars. When driving to the Financial Street in the city center, Vladimir felt that there were so many luxury cars everywhere that his Bentley looked so different in front of all kinds of luxury cars.
The mediocrity is like an ordinary person who accidentally got into the team of stars.
At present, he has no friends in London, and all his best friends have left London. It will take at least several days to come back, so Vladimir drove the car aimlessly on the street.
Although his car looked very ordinary in London, a city full of luxury cars, it couldn't stand up to his good figure and good looks. When he was smoking on the street, a beautiful blonde and blue-eyed girl soon came over and started chatting with him.
"Hey, handsome, can I ride in your car?"
Although Vladimir's English level is not very good, he can still understand simple English.
"No." Vladimir declined her politely.
"Why?" The beautiful girl looked surprised.
"Because you're not sexy enough."
The girl spread her hands and said, "What about sex?"
"Wearing a bikini, I will take you to bask in the sun, and by the way, I will fight the landlord, and I will give you everything I lose."
"Xie Te, you're crazy." The girl angrily walked away.
"Haha..." Vladimir was not angry, but laughed.
Being used to seeing all kinds of beauties, Vladimir has become immune to this level of beauty. In his opinion, only beautiful and temperamental women are his cup of tea.
After wandering around the center of London boredly, Vladimir felt that it really didn't mean much, so he simply drove back home.
Coincidentally, at the entrance of this wealthy area, he once again saw the supercar just now, but now it was parked on the roadside.
Soon, a tall woman with short, sleek hair walked out of the convenience store, and then opened the door of the supercar.
Vladimir was very surprised. He did not expect that the owner of this luxury car was actually a woman.
He thought it was a man.
Moreover, her femininity and appearance are not inferior to those of Evepola.
If we really want to compare, she may be older than Evepola.
But this does not prevent Vladimir from having a look of chicken jelly on his face...
However, the chicken froze for a while, and Vladimir realized that he was most likely a white chicken.
Because most of these women are not single.
"Shet..." When he thought of this, Vladimir looked unhappy.
However, due to some strange combination of circumstances, he still followed closely behind the supercar.
This is what "trailing" means.
Once again, to Vladimir's surprise, the supercar in front seemed to have noticed his "following", so it did not stop, but kept circling inside.
After driving around for a few times, Vladimir looked at the route on the driving recorder and realized that he had been tricked by the supercar in front of him.
"Fake..." swear words came out of his mouth again.
However, at this moment, the supercar stopped unexpectedly.
Vladimir quickly braked.
What made him even more unexpected was that the short-haired girl actually got out of the car and walked towards him.
Vladimir had a calm expression on his face. He rested his hand on the car door and looked at the beautiful woman walking towards him.
I have to say that looking at beautiful women is similar to appreciating those works of art.
When I came to the car, I saw this woman taking off her sunglasses and saying with disdain: "Hey, do you want to pick me up?"
Vladimir didn't hide it, he simply said: "Yes, I just want to pick you up."
"Well, you go to my house and do me a favor."
"What's the rush?"
"My son needs help with his homework, will you do it?"
"What about your husband? He doesn't mind, right?" Vladimir said with a smile.
The woman snorted coldly: "I don't have a husband."
"If you invite me, I will definitely go." Vladimir suddenly became a little more courageous. After all, they all live in affluent areas, unlike other places where snakes and dragons are mixed.
"But you are not afraid that I will eat you." Vladimir showed a wicked smile.
The woman smiled slightly and slowly traced her slender fingers across his face: "It's still unclear who is the hunter and who is the prey. If a hunter cannot catch up with the prey, do you think such a hunter is stupid?"