An Ran didn't know why she nodded. It wasn't until Ji Qianxiang let out an excited cheer that she realized what she had done.
"Great! Let's have some fun!" Ji Qianxiang snapped his fingers happily and immediately made an appointment with Nie Qingyu: "See you at the Normandy Circuit at 3:30 in the afternoon!"
The other two young masters were flattered, but they didn't expect Nie Qingyu to be willing to play with them. Speaking of which, he was so proud in the upper class circles of the imperial capital!
You must know that Nie Qingyu has always been a loner and does not bother to associate with them. Even Liang Kai is not favored by him, let alone people like them.
When I'm racing in the afternoon, if I can take a photo and post it on Moments, it will save me more face than posting anything else.
"It's a deal! You two are going to eat, we're leaving first!" Ji Qianxiang happily left the restaurant with his friends.
The foreman came over, bowed respectfully to Nie Qingyu, and said, "Master Nie, please follow me."
The restaurant has reserved a private box with the best location for Nie Qingyu's private use and is not open to the public.
Nie Qingyu took An Ran into the box, looked around a few times, and asked her, "What do you think of this place?"
An Ran stood in front of the west window and could just see the walls of the restaurant's inner courtyard covered with roses of five colors. May is the season when roses and roses are in full bloom, and large areas are connected together, like brocade and satin, in full swing.
Bright sunlight shines in from the large floor-to-ceiling west window, and the entire box is enveloped in light, making the windows even brighter and cleaner. Sitting here, one feels a sense of silence overlooking the hustle and bustle of the world.
An Ran admired the rose flower wall for a while, then looked back and smiled at him: "This room must have more than eight hours of sunlight every day."
Nie Qingyu looked at her smile, his eyes darkened, and he pursed his lips and said: "Six hours of light every day. The sun comes in around twelve o'clock and disappears around six o'clock in the afternoon."
This room was also chosen by him. Although there are less than eight hours of sunshine every day, fortunately, he can see the sun during lunch and until sunset.
An Ran lowered her eyes and realized for the first time that this man was an expert in details.
If he pays attention to a certain detail, he will notice it in every aspect. This will give her the illusion that she is cherished by him.
In fact, it has nothing to do with anything else, just because he is a perfectionist and has extremely strict control over details.
Sure enough, the pretender was still a pretender, and he didn't let her order food.
Not long after the two sat down, the waiter served a sumptuous meal.
The meals were cooked according to An Ran's taste, and the room was decorated according to the psychiatrist's recommendations. Everything was taken care of for her, but it was a pity that she had no say in the whole process.
While eating, Nie Qingyu thought of something and explained to her: "We came here too late. We were afraid that you would be hungry, so we asked the chef to prepare according to the menu he had reserved in advance. We can come earlier another day and order our own food."
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"Oh, that's good." An Ran nodded and immersed himself in eating.
The food was exquisite and the chef's cooking skills are worthy of praise. In addition, there were unexpected surprises.
After eating for a while, the waiter knocked on the door and brought in a large bouquet of roses.
"Ms. An, this gentleman ordered the flowers for you!" The waiter placed the beautifully wrapped bouquet on the dining table.
"Thank you." An Ran curled her lips. Although she thought these routines were vulgar, she was still so sweet. It seemed that she was just a common person.
Nie Qingyu looked at her and said slowly: "You have to race with me this afternoon, or we can open a bottle of wine."
An Ran seemed to understand. After all, she had never participated in a racing car. "Do you need me to do anything?"
"You are the navigator! Whether a racing driver can achieve good results depends on the role of the navigator." Nie Qingyu said.
"Ah?" An Ran suddenly felt a lot of pressure. "Can I... do it?"
Nie Qingyu looked at her for a moment and said, "Definitely!"
3:30 pm, Normandy Circuit.
She safely sat in the passenger seat, fastened her seat belt and put on her helmet.
She was extremely nervous, holding a route guide book in her hand - it is said that the navigator should provide driving tips and precise driving routes to the racing drivers.
But she was completely confused, and she couldn't quite see clearly how to direct Nie Qingyu on this winding racing route.
"I think... I might have to hold you back." An Ran decided not to show off to avoid harming others and herself. "You'd better change to another navigator."
Nie Qingyu has great trust in her: "The navigators of other racers may do better than you. Their screams may disrupt the speed and judgment of the racers at critical moments."
An Ran was stunned for a long time and asked tentatively: "Do you mean to say that as long as I don't scream and affect you at the critical moment, you are qualified?"
Nie Qingyu finally laughed twice and praised: "Clever!"
An Ran looked around and saw sports cars of various models and colors gathered on the track. Each racing driver had a young girl sitting in the co-pilot.
Those girls may be sexy and enchanting, or they may be charming and charming, and their soft-spoken and soft-spoken looks do not seem to be qualified for the position of navigator.
"This is not a professional competition, it's just a gathering of young men in the circle to have fun. When the car starts running, those women, let alone the pilots, will be good if they don't faint from fright." Nie Qingyu analyzed calmly.
An Ran breathed a sigh of relief. "It turns out it was just a joke. If you lose, you won't be punished, right?"
"I have never played racing with these people before. Qian Xiang said that the old rule in this racing circle is that each person bets one million per game, and the first place can take away all the bets."
"Everyone costs one million to run a racing car..." An Ran was stunned, is this the world of rich people?
Before she could think about it, as the gun sounded, more than a dozen racing cars sped out like arrows.
Screams and whistles came and went one after another. The racing drivers enjoyed the passion of speed, and the screams of the woman in the passenger seat beside them further satisfied their sensory and psychological stimulation.
The speed keeps soaring, and so does the adrenaline secretion.
Nie Qingyu didn't have much speed at the beginning. He stayed in the middle position unhurriedly, like a beast hiding among the sheep, patiently waiting for the opportunity to launch an attack.
After the warm-up track of about fifteen minutes ended, we entered the S-curve. The other racers slowed down as usual, but no one expected that Nie Qingyu accelerated instead.
An Ran was horrified. He clenched the route guide book in his hand and reminded: "There are more than a dozen S-curves ahead. If you drive too fast, you may overturn!"
When driving on an S-curve, if the vehicle speed is too fast, the car may not overturn, but it will definitely overturn!
All racing drivers must follow this principle, otherwise the car will be destroyed and people will be killed.
Nie Qingyu gave her a confident smile and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, it depends on your husband..."
At the end of the road ahead, if you make a sharp turn close to 90 degrees and exceed the speed of 70 per hour, the car will overturn. This is an iron law of mechanics.
An Ran watched helplessly as the car was about to leave the track, and his whole body was almost paralyzed with fear.
But she kept Nie Qingyu's instructions in mind, no matter how scared she was at the critical moment, she could not scream, so as not to disrupt his judgment and speed.
She remained absolutely quiet until the moment the car started flying, and she felt relieved.
If she and Nie Qingyu both die in this car race, they can be regarded as living in the same quilt and dying in the same hole! Can they still be husband and wife in the next life?
I hope Nie Qingyu’s brain can return to normal after reincarnation! This is Enron’s last wish!
The racers behind were all frightened, and they had the intuition that Nie Qingyu, the crazy guy, might have a brain attack and be ready to commit suicide!
They seemed to see the car flying upside down and disintegrating in the thick smoke. Then the media went into an uproar and rushed to report that Nie Qingyu, the supreme leader of the business empire, died in a racing accident at the age of 27. It was a pity that the young and beautiful navigator beside him
He was a member of the Communist Party of China and was buried with him.
All the racers behind looked at the front with silent eyes. The red racing car was about to fly off the track and head for heaven.