Yang Hao frowned, but Yan Beibei became happy next to him.
Yang Hao has always refused to fight for her, and Yan Beibei's arguments are useless. Now seeing Yan Ming standing up to spread hatred again, how can Yan Beibei be unhappy?
Yan Ming stared at Yang Hao, and his tone became more and more arrogant: "I will give you two choices now. The first is to fight for Yan Beibei. No matter whether you win or lose, the things you did before when you kicked my car and hit me with your car will be wiped out. The second is to
Kneel down and call me grandpa three times, and this matter will be wiped out. Otherwise, you will not be able to walk down Dongxing Mountain today..."
Yang Hao's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "Why do you prevent me from walking down Dongxing Mountain?"
Yan Ming sneered: "There are many ways, but I always like the most direct one, which is to cripple you so that you can only crawl down the mountain..."
Yang Hao frowned: "Just because of what happened that day, you want to cripple me?"
Yan Ming looked at Yang Hao disdainfully: "Why, are you afraid? It's too late to regret now. If you knew today, you should stop pretending a few days ago. If you pretend to be cool, you will be struck by lightning. Don't you know?"
Pretending to be struck by lightning...
Yang Hao was a little speechless. He and Yan Beibei had just talked about showing off in security uniforms before. Unexpectedly, someone would actually say that he was showing off now. However, Yang Hao was a little angry at Yan Ming's domineering attitude. These rich people
The second generation is always ready to maim people. Perhaps in their view, even if they maim someone, the worst result is nothing more than losing a little money.
"I can bet with you, but the bet of half a million is too small..."
Yang Hao's sudden words surprised everyone. Is the bet of five hundred thousand too small?
Yan Beibei looked at Yang Hao in surprise. She knew that Yang Hao worked as a security guard at Jasmine Company, but he actually said that five hundred thousand was still less?
Yan Beibei's eyes shone. Out of a little girl's mentality, in her heart, Yang Hao was a god-level master who retired to the city and lived an ordinary life. This was why she insisted on contacting Yang Hao.
, the reason why she had to drag Yang Hao here was that she wanted to find out Yang Hao's true face.
How can a person who can drive a Jetta at a speed of over 160 in traffic be an ordinary person?
Is uncle going to transform?
Yan Beibei clenched her little hands into fists and looked at Yang Hao excitedly.
Compared to Yan Beibei's surprise, Yan Ming was also stunned, but then he laughed: "Is half a million too little? Are you trying to show off again? Okay, you said half a million is too little, then let's take a gamble.
How about a million?”
"I don't have any money with me..."
Before Yang Hao finished speaking, Yan Ming laughed unscrupulously: "You don't have to pay taxes when you brag. I can also bet you 100 million, but oops, I forgot to bring the money with me, boy.
Isn’t this how you pretend to be cool?”
Yang Hao stared at Yan Ming calmly, felt in his pocket, took out his old-looking wallet, and pulled out a golden card: "I have a credit card here, and its overdraft withdrawal limit is
Two million, I will bet you two million..."
The originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes focused on the small card in Yang Hao's hand.
A credit card overdraft of two million?
true or false?
Yan Ming's expression flickered and he glanced suspiciously at Yang Hao. There were credit cards with overdrafts of two million, but such credit cards were usually issued to special customers and were not widely available in the market.
What's more, someone who can have a credit card with an overdraft of two million represents a certain degree of strength. Otherwise, who will pay back the overdraft?
Two million, Yan Ming really couldn't come up with it for a while, but if he was so intimidated by the other party, he would stop hanging around here in the future. I'm afraid that if the incident spreads, he will become the laughing stock of the people in the circle.
Yan Beibei glanced at the card in Yang Hao's hand in surprise. She immediately recognized that the credit card was real. The uncle could actually take out a credit card and get an overdraft of two million. He was still working as a security guard at Jasmine Company.
?
Yan Beibei felt that Yang Hao was becoming more and more mysterious, and her curiosity about Yang Hao became more and more serious. Her eyes when looking at Yang Hao were already bright.
"Uncle, where did you get this card?" Yan Beibei leaned close to Yang Hao's ear and asked in a low voice: "Is it really okay to use the money in it? Don't get yourself into trouble because of me.
If you don't compete, as long as I'm here, he won't dare to do anything to you..."
Yan Beibei's tone was full of concern. She had always wanted to draw Yang Hao to fight before, but now that Yang Hao really went to fight, she became worried about Yang Hao again. She couldn't help but persuade her. Yang Hao listened to Yan Beibei's words and felt in his heart
Yi Nuan, although this girl is crazy, she still has a kind heart after all. It doesn't matter if she stands up for her...
"Everyone has a few rich friends. This card was given to me by a friend, but I never dare to use it. I can't afford it. I didn't expect it to come in handy today..."
Yang Hao turned his head and whispered in Yan Beibei's ear: "Anyway, it's just to scare him. Even if he really bets, then just bet. Maybe I will win two million, which will keep me in class for many years."
Already..."
When Yang Hao spoke, a warm breath blew onto Yan Beibei's ears. Yan Beibei only felt her ears itching. Seeing that Yang Hao's face was so close to her own, although she knew that Yang Hao was not wanting to
He was so close to the other party after hearing him speak, but a strange emotion rose involuntarily from his heart, and his little ears turned red all of a sudden...
Yan Beibei didn't believe what Yang Hao said. Whose friend would give you a credit card with a limit of two million? Listening to what he was talking about about working as a security guard, Yan Beibei snorted: "Only a ghost can believe this."
you."
Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders and replied with a smile: "Believe it or not."
Yang Hao really didn't lie. This card was given to him by his aunt when he came to Zhonghai. Yang Hao's aunt has a very good relationship with Yang Hao's mother. She also loves him extremely. She only has one daughter.
, the aunt simply treats him as her own son. The aunt and uncle have not been involved in officialdom, but they are extremely successful businessmen. After all, it is easy to enjoy the shade under the big tree. With the big tree of the Yang family, no matter what they do,
What kind of business, as long as people are not too stupid, how can they not make money?
The aunt gave him this card and told him not to treat her badly, and to spend it however he wanted. He didn't have to pay back the money anyway, just spend it. Because he couldn't refuse his aunt's love, Yang Hao accepted the card.
Card, but he has never used it. After all, Yang Hao himself is very rich, but the money is not with him.
He joked with Yan Beibei for a few words, but found that Yan Ming was still stunned over there, looking like he couldn't make up his mind. Yang Hao frowned and shouted: "If you dare to bet, if you don't dare to bet, just stay out of the way, good dog."
You also know how to stay out of the way..."
Yan Ming's face became a little more embarrassed: "Bet, of course you bet, but whether your card can be overdrawn by two million, it's up to you to decide..."
Yang Hao smiled brightly: "Since there is a traffic jam here, I guess there should be an organizer. They can definitely check it. Besides, your two million will also be accounted for. Otherwise, after the bet is over, who knows who will default on the bill?
ah……"
Yan Ming glared at Yang Hao, turned around and started chatting in a low voice with Duan Junhua, the car king beside him. After a while, Yan Ming turned around and said, "Okay, I'll make a bet with you. I'll find someone to handle the formalities right now."
Soon, a middle-aged man in his forties came over with two younger brothers: "My name is Du Qiu. I am here to serve as a middleman for everyone's racing. I heard that the two of you are going to compete in a two million race."
A big gamble?"
Yan Beibei whispered in Yang Hao's ear: "He is a local leader in this area. All those who race here have to find them as intermediaries. They will get a commission of 10%. But with them as intermediaries, there is no chance of success."
People dare to cause trouble or default on their debts..."
Yang Hao nodded and threw the card in his hand casually: "This card can be overdrawn by two million, please check."
There was a bit of surprise in Du Qiu's eyes. He caught the card, took a look at it, and said with a smile: "Brother, don't worry, although our place is simple, since we are here to serve you, we must have everything we should have..."
Yan Ming also took out a bank card and handed it to Du Qiu. Du Qiu was very efficient. It only took two minutes to confirm the validity of Yang Hao's credit card and that the balance in Yan Ming's card was sufficient to pay.
In this bet, they had a strong enough background that they were not worried that these people would default on their money, so they did not transfer their funds out first.
"Okay, now you two can each prepare your car for the competition. In ten minutes, the racing will start. If you don't have a good enough car, we provide car rental services. Our cars are all carefully modified to be good.
car. In addition, we have detailed video introductions about the race sections..."
Yang Hao was slightly surprised. The service was indeed quite good. It was not that hard to accept that they charged an agency service fee. Yang Hao turned to Du Qiu and asked: "What kind of car are you using?"
Du Qiu patted his Porsche 911 sports car: "Just use my car."
Duan Junhua had already got into Du Qiu's car and was checking the condition of the car. Yang Hao thought that if he ran with him in a Jetta, it would definitely not work. After all, the person driving the other side's car was not Du Qiu, but the guy known as the king of small cars.
, since he dares to call it that, he still has some ability after all.
Yang Hao was about to ask Du Qiu what car rental he had, but Yan Beibei beside him had already asked in a low voice excitedly: "Is it okay to use my car? My car has also been modified, but it is still worse than his car."
…”
Yang Hao smiled: "Aren't you afraid that your car will be scrapped?"
Yan Beibei patted her chest generously: "If it's scrapped, it's mine. You've even taken out your bottom, so I can't be stingy, can I?"
Yang Hao smiled and said: "Okay, I'll try it first and make an agreement first. If it's scrapped, I won't cry..."
Seeing Yang Hao walking towards her car, Yan Beibei took Yang Hao's arm and stared at Yang Hao pitifully: "Can I sit in the passenger seat?" (To be continued)