Song Xiang had rested enough and walked slowly towards the racing track. As a result, he did not hear the roar of motorcycles. Instead, he heard the quarrel between Duan Ge and the security personnel at the door.
"Sorry sir, we have other uses for our venue today."
"Fart! How the hell can anyone book the place?!"
Duan Ge was so angry that he cursed and spoke so rudely that he almost blew himself up on the spot.
Song Xiang hurried over and asked, "What's wrong?"
Duan Ge looked at Song Xiang and softened his tone a lot, "Don't let me in, what nonsense is there for him to use the venue!"
Several security personnel saw Duan Ge's attitude towards Song Xiang and knew that this girl was the one who kept her word. They turned to Song Xiang and started to explain.
"Miss, we are not trying to prevaricate this gentleman. The racing venue was booked half an hour ago. We were notified by the leader that the venue has been cleared."
Song Xiang frowned and felt something was wrong. After thinking about it, he couldn't figure out what was wrong.
She pulled Duan Ge's sleeve and advised: "Forget it, you can take me for a ride elsewhere."
"No." Duan Ge was furious. He had not been going well since he met Lin Cong in the morning. This time, he failed in front of Song Xiang. There was no way he could get over this hurdle.
"Go and call your leader, I'll also book the venue, double the price!"
Song Xiang was helpless. She couldn't stop the young master from getting angry.
Several security guards looked at each other, and one of them trotted away, probably to ask the leader for instructions.
Song Xiang thought in his heart that the people who could afford the entire racing circuit were probably no poorer than Duan Ge. In all likelihood, they would not give in because of "double price", and they might even cause trouble.
She is surrounded on all sides now, and she doesn't want to offend any big boss again.
"Do you have to look for trouble?" She patiently went up and whispered to Duan Ge, "Wouldn't it be nice for us to find a quiet boulevard for a drive? So what if we book this place? At most, we're just venting our anger. It's not as good as that.
Use it to treat me to dinner."
Duan Ge clicked his tongue, inexplicably regretting his recklessness just now, but he had already said the words, and it would be too shameful to take them back.
Song Xiang saw his concerns and took the initiative to find the security personnel.
"Sorry, we won't cover it here. Please tell the leader."
The security personnel also breathed a sigh of relief and did not dare to show any look of disdain on their faces. The temperament of the second generation ancestor of Duan Ge was really too strong.
"You two walk slowly."
Song Xiang finally felt relieved, turned around to pull Duan Ge, and quickly left this place of right and wrong.
She felt that it was not appropriate to travel today, especially not to drive, otherwise something would definitely happen.
"It's so early in the morning, it's all trouble." Duan Ge was dragged away, still complaining.
Back in the car, he handed the helmet to Song Xiang, "Going for a ride?"
Song Xiang now has a problem with motorcycles. In fact, he doesn't really want to go for a ride. He sat in the back seat and thought about it for a long time.
"Speak." Duan Ge urged.
Song Xiang rolled his eyes, "I'm thinking about it."
As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of cars rolling down the road was heard not far away, and it was obviously not one car, but many cars.
"Damn it, you dare to lie to me." Duan Ge slammed his helmet hard and became angry instantly, "They said the venue was booked out, are they the ones who come here to eat shit?"
Song Xiang: "..."
She turned her head and squinted her eyes to look not far away, slowly getting a clear look at the car leading the way.
The car model gradually became clear, and then the license plate.
Song Xiang heard herself and Duan Ge curse at the same time.
A very cold car!
Song Xiang suddenly remembered Yang Liu's text message, and the content became coherent instantly.
The person who booked the racing venue was Yan Han. Just half an hour ago, it was almost the time she and Duan Ge drove away.
When she was shocked, rows of luxury cars had parked in the open space outside the racing track, and the originally empty space was instantly gone without even the space for a motorcycle to fit in.
Duan Ge cursed continuously, his anger could no longer be restrained, and he exploded on the spot.
Song Xiang was worried that he would cause trouble, so she instinctively hugged his waist and said, "Calm down."
Duan Ge took a breath, "Calm down!"
He now doubted whether Yan Han had a meeting with Lin Cong last night and came specifically to cause trouble for him.
Song Xiang hugged Duan Ge with great strength and persuaded her very quickly: "Ancestor! While there is no one around now, let's abandon the car and leave quickly, otherwise we will have to delay this group of people...from our date."
She deliberately used the ambiguous word "date" in an attempt to attract Duan Ge's attention.
However, Duan Ge was so angry that he didn't notice such a small detail at all, and used both hands to remove the arms from his waist.
He straddled the front of the car with his long legs, quickly turned off the engine and got out, leaving Song Xiang alone in the car, and headed straight for the black Bentley.
Song Xiang's heart was in her throat. First she almost fell down with her and the car. As soon as she stabilized the car, she ran towards Duan Ge.
However, she was still not as fast as Duan Ge and had no time to stop him.
Duan Ge walked up to Bentley and kicked the rear seat door hard.
There was a bang, and the whole crowd was shocked.
Song Xiang heard the desperate sound of the knife piercing his body.