Ten million! Even he can't come up with ten million! Zhang Xiaotian couldn't help but frowned. Ten million is not a small amount. He doesn't have that much money on him now.
But at this time, they also knew that there was no way out.
Thinking of this, Shen Ziyun couldn't help but snorted: "Du Kang, if you want to bet 10 million, I'll bet you."
After saying this, Shen Ziyun took out his phone and dialed a number.
Of course he called his father because he didn't have that much money at all.
If he wanted to regain his place here, he naturally had no choice but to ask his father for help.
But what surprised him was that when his father heard that Zhang Xiaotian wanted to help him, he didn't hesitate to make 10 million into his account.
"You want to give me money, of course I'm happy, but after the game is over, you have to transfer 10 million to me."
Du Kang's face was full of confidence and wisdom, as if he was sure to win this battle.
"Dukang, do you think you will win?
Let me tell you, the gentleman I invited is not so easy to win."
Seeing Du Kang's face, Shen Ziyun became angry.
Zhang Xiaotian shook his head and paid no attention to these rich second generations.
Seeing how easy it was for Zhang Xiaotian, Du Kang snorted coldly: "Boy, I'm telling you, just prepare to lose."
After hearing this, Zhang Xiaotian smiled calmly and said: "It's not certain who will lose or win, but I'm worried that you won't be able to come up with 10 million."
He also saw Shen Ziyun making a phone call just now, obviously asking his father for money, and if his father Shen Hongfei knew that he was involved, he would definitely transfer the money without hesitation.
Although Du Kang's family has money, one or two million, Zhang Xiaotian believes that the other party can come up with it, but he does not believe that the other party can come up with 10 million at once.
"Huh, kid, you are looking down on me. Who are you? Why should I take it out first?"
Du Kang didn't take Zhang Xiaotian to heart at all and bet against him. He was sure to win the 10 million, which was equivalent to the other party giving him 10 million for free.
At this moment, Shen Ziyun stood up and said in a cold voice: "Du Kang, if you can't come up with any chips, why should we give you a bet? If you lose and can't come up with any, what should we do?"
"I won't lose."
Du Kang said with confidence.
"This is not necessarily true. Even a victorious general will sometimes fail. Why do you think you will definitely win? Also, before we bet, we must show our chips. You bet 10 million with us.
If you don’t have so much money yourself, who will give you a bet?”
Hearing Shen Ziyun's words, the people watching the excitement couldn't help but nodded. Obviously, what Shen Ziyun said made sense.
At this moment, a middle-aged man came over, came to Du Kang and said.
"Master Du, what happened?"
Du Kang turned around and saw a middle-aged man walking slowly.
Seeing this middle-aged man, Du Kang's eyes flashed with light.
Asking him to show off 10 million chips, he really couldn't get that much, but when this person came, everything was solved.
"Uncle Wang, why are you here? Here's the thing. I want to race with him. The bet is 10 million. Uncle Wang, you also know that I race in Bincheng, but I have never lost."
Du Kang smiled.
However, after hearing this, the middle-aged man squinted his eyes slightly, looked at Shen Ziyun, and said, "You must be Mr. Shen. Ten million is indeed not a small amount. I will give him the money that Mr. Du is missing, but you have
So much stakes?”
After hearing this, Shen Ziyun smiled lightly and said, "I dare to agree, of course I will."
He is full of confidence. He has always been frustrated when facing this Du Shao in the past. Today, he can get a slight advantage in the bargaining chip, which naturally relieves his anger.
But all of this was given to him for the sake of his father looking after Mr. Zhang.
Thinking of this, he felt more and more that Zhang Xiaotian was so extraordinary that the president of the Tai Chi Association treated him as an equal and even invited him to attend the Tai Chi Association's banquet. This was definitely not an ordinary person.
The middle-aged man also understood Du Shao's racing skills. Indeed, as he said, there were professional racing drivers in Bincheng, and almost no one was his opponent.
But seeing Shen Ziyun looking so confident, he couldn't help but frown, and immediately looked at Zhang Xiaotian and said.
"Young man, ten million is not a small amount. You are representing Shen Ziyun in the battle. Do you know who his opponent is? He is the car god among the aristocratic circles in Bincheng."
Du Kang does have such a title and is known as the god of racing among the aristocratic circle.
This is not something you can buy with money, but you can win every game.
"Since I have agreed, I will not quit. If this Du Kang hadn't been too arrogant, I would not have fought."
Zhang Xiaotian said calmly.
"why is that?"
The middle-aged man asked subconsciously.
"Because he doesn't deserve it!"
Hearing this, Uncle Wang couldn't help but change his expression. He didn't expect that the boy Shen Ziyun invited would be so arrogant.
"Since you are seeking death, I will fulfill your wish."
After the middle-aged man said this, he looked at Du Kang and continued.
"Master Du, feel free to compare with him. I'll give you the money you're short of!"
As soon as these words came out, Du Kang's face showed a hint of joy. He was worried about not having enough money.
However, he was very confident in himself, and it was easy to win over this little-known guy. In other words, this Shen Ziyun gave him 10 million for nothing, and if he didn't want it, then he would be really stupid.
Thinking of this, Du Kang couldn't help but laugh: "Thank you very much, Uncle Wang. If I win later, I will definitely give you a share."
After saying this, Du Kang looked at Shen Ziyun and said coldly: "Shen Ziyun, just let the people you invite come. Finish early so that I can go to the celebration banquet."
Immediately, this Du Kang left here, apparently to choose his own car.
There is naturally a big difference between ordinary racing and professional racing.
Seeing this, Shen Ziyun couldn't help but frown, looked at Zhang Xiaotian, and couldn't help but worry.
"Mr. Zhang, are you sure?
Although this Du Kang is arrogant, his racing skills are still second to none. In the aristocratic circle of Bincheng, no one can compare with him, and he is known as the god of racing."
"It's okay, after tonight, he will no longer be a car god!"
Zhang Xiaotian said with confidence.
Hearing this, Shen Ziyun couldn't help but nodded, but without saying anything more, he took Zhang Xiaotian to choose a car.
And Zhang Xiaotian walked straight in front of a dilapidated sports car.
"Mr. Zhang, this sports car was once used by a racing genius, but it is now scrapped. Should we look at others?"
Shen Ziyun said.
Seeing this, Uncle Wang couldn't help but shook his head and said.
"Boy, racing is different from driving. You are very picky about the car itself. A sports car with good performance can play a decisive role in playing with it. If you don't know how to choose, I can choose one for you."