"Mr. Ren, I didn't think well enough and didn't tell you the rules of the racing track in advance!"
After Yang Xu finished speaking with a smile, he murmured in a low voice: "Even if I tell you the rules of the racing track in advance, you won't really abide by them."
In fact, this is also true. Ren Yun is the one who makes the rules. When has he ever followed the rules made by others?
And Liangwei coughed lightly and said: "In my racing track, no matter who it is, you are not allowed to hit anyone."
"I'm really sorry, I've already made a move." Ren Yun blamed himself very much, shrugged and said: "I've already beaten the person, I can't let him fight back, right?
So, Liangwei, just tell me the consequences I should bear after I beat someone!"
"Okay, happy!"
Liangwei was very satisfied with Ren Yun's calmness and said with a smile: "The rules are written on the wall... Sir, you can read it yourself!"
On the back wall of the conference room, there is a large poster about two meters tall.
This poster records various rules of the racing track. In fact, it is more appropriate to say that it is the rules of the racing track, rather than an explanation of fines.
There are strict fines for even disobeying the management of the racing track, littering, etc.
Especially for fights in racing circuits, the fines for each punch and kick are detailed.
A punch costs 5,000, a kick costs 10,000, seeing blood costs 50,000, breaking a finger costs 100,000...
"Haha, Liangwei, you are really good at making money!"
"Ha!" Liangwei was a little embarrassed. He ignored Ren Yun's cynicism and said, "Sir, if you hit someone in my racing track, you must..."
"Yang Xu, give Jingwei 10,000 yuan!"
"Ten thousand yuan? Are you sending it to the beggars?"
The racing track is free for members only, so as to attract young men and young ladies to come.
However, over the past few years, the customer base of the racing track has almost become stereotyped, and there are very few new faces coming to race cars.
In order to maintain profitability, Liangwei formulated several overlord regulations. In particular, customers fighting at the racing track was Liangwei's best way to make money.
It is difficult for these young men to control their anger, and fights often occur.
In addition, Liangwei found a few shills at the racing track to make trouble for them in order to achieve his goal of making money.
The man brought by Mr. Yang knocked everyone unconscious at the racing track. Do you want to settle the matter with ten thousand yuan? Just dream!
"This poster clearly states that one kick is worth 10,000 yuan... but I only gave Wei Hai one kick."
Liangwei was startled. He just heard from the brothers below that Wei Hai was knocked unconscious by Ren Yun. As for how he did it, Liangwei didn't know.
At this time, the handsome man nodded helplessly at him, which meant that Ren Yun was not lying.
And Liangwei grinned, "How strong is this kid? He actually kicked Wei Hai until he fainted."
The most irritating thing is that there is no record on this poster about the fine for knocking someone unconscious.
Yang Xu took 10,000 yuan in cash from Dong Wu and said with a smile: "Jiangwei, we accept the punishment, you count it!"
"Hmph!" Liangwei groaned, and immediately said to the people below: "One more thing, whoever makes trouble will knock people unconscious, and the fine will start at 200,000 yuan!"
Liangwei originally thought he had caught a big fish, but he only fined the other party 10,000 yuan.
Ren Yun was willing to accept the punishment just so that the atmosphere between the two parties could be more harmonious for the rest of the conversation.
Then, Ren Yun said: "Jiangwei, I paid the fine, can you talk about our business?"
"Ok!" As long as he can make money, Liangwei is interested and asks: "I don't do small business... Tell me, it's best to arouse my interest."
"Of course it's a big deal!" Ren Yun smiled calmly and said straight to the point: "Jiangwei, I want to buy your racing track, please set a price!"
boom!
Ren Yun just stated his purpose, while Jianwei and his brother were stunned.
Liangwei has a lot of businesses, but everyone on the street knows that the racing industry he has a monopoly on in Licheng City is his most profitable business!
This guy actually wants to set up his own racing track. Doesn't he want to cut off people and money?
Several of Jingwei's brothers suddenly became stern with each other. As long as Jingwei said a word, they would immediately attack Ren Yun.
However, Liangwei was more calm than these younger brothers. He sneered and said: "It's easy to discuss after all. I wonder how much money you plan to pay?"
"One hundred million!" Ren Yun threw out a number and continued: "If you are not satisfied, we can continue to negotiate!"
The land area of nearly twenty miles is worth 100 million, and Ren Yun's price is very close to the market price.
But this is an initial price. If Liangwei is not satisfied, we can continue to negotiate.
It can be seen that Ren Yun does not want to buy or sell by force, but wants to do a good business with Liangwei.
Of course, Ren Yun wouldn't mind if the handsome lion opened his mouth or was ignorant of current affairs and had the reputation of a robber on his head.
Hearing this price, Liangwei swallowed. This 100 million was his income in the past ten years.
Liangwei rolled his eyes and said: "Sir, this price is very attractive... I wonder if you know anything about racing?"
"I know a little bit about it."
"Then I wonder if you have the courage. How about we take a gamble?"
"you say!"
"Let's bet on a racing car!" Liangwei said quietly with a sinister look on his face: "If you win, the racing track will be yours... If I win, I don't want you 100 million, I only need you to give me 2,000
Ten thousand is enough!”
It is impossible for Liangwei to sell the racing car, but when meeting such a wealthy Kaizi, Liangwei will definitely find ways to make him cough up some money.
"Mr. Ren, no!"
After hearing this, Yang Xu immediately tried to persuade him.
Liangwei is known as the racing god of Licheng, and many racing drivers from other places come to Licheng to compete with him.
But in the past ten years, Liangwei has not lost a single game!
Mr. Ren seems to be capable of anything, but racing is an extreme sport, and even the slightest accident can put his life in danger.
Moreover, this is Liangwei's home court, and he is also famous for his dirty hands and feet.
"No problem, I agree!" Without much thought, Ren Yun agreed. At the same time, he warned Jianwei: "Jiangwei, I advise you, you'd better keep your word, otherwise you will be very unlucky!"
Liangwei's mouth burst into excitement, and he patted his chest and promised: "Haha, sir, don't worry, I, Liangwei, am the most honest!"
How could he not be happy? This guy simply gave himself 20 million for free!
Ren Yun was very relaxed, but Yang Xuzhi frowned.
Seeing this, when he walked out of the conference room, Ren Yun took advantage of others and whispered to Yang Xu: "Yang Xu, I have a nickname, called the Norwegian Mountain Monster Car God!"
The Norwegian Troll Monster? Yang Xu was stunned and looked at Ren Yun in disbelief!
Anyone who knows a little bit about racing will know how valuable the Norwegian Troll Monster is.
The Norwegian Troll Circuit is known as the craziest track in the world. It is a 30-kilometer journey with a total of 168 curves and is downhill. Countless racers have died on the Norwegian Troll Circuit.
A total of three racing gods have appeared on the Norwegian Troll Circuit, two of them are among the top ten racing drivers in the world, but there is one more whose identity and competition level have not been announced...
Could it be that Mr. Ren is the mysterious car god at the Norwegian Troll Track?