Mei Zhaohe seemed to feel that Rong Lingling and others were talking about him, and turned his sharp eyes towards them.
"Why are you here, Uncle Mei? Are you also interested in racing?" Qian Zixin just turned around and saw him, and immediately put on a smile and greeted him.
He Ji and others followed closely behind.
"It seems that the racing will be very lively later, but it's a pity that we can't have fun today." Ke Lingye ruefully flipped up his bangs.
"Then we'll make an appointment next time."
They were just in time. From the arrival of Mei Zhaohe, it can be seen that today will definitely not be a simple black market racing, and maybe there will be other things involved.
They don't want to cause fire, so as long as the fire doesn't attack them, they will quietly be spectators who simply enjoy the racing.
"Master Mei, it's almost time. They are all here, can we start?" asked the dark-skinned subordinate with a top hat under his arm.
"Where's the list? Check it and make sure there's nothing wrong." Mei Zhaohe leaned back, and the thin man on his right rear who was picking his ears immediately stopped what he was doing and waited for instructions.
"Have those people made arrangements?"
"Don't worry, everything has been arranged!"
After waiting for his firm answer, Mei Zhaohe looked away with relief, touched the ring on his thumb, and moved his steps.
Rong Lingling was talking to Ke Lingye against the car. When she looked up, she saw Mei Zhaohe walking towards her.
What is he here for?
Rong Linngling had doubts in her heart, and Mei Zhaohe had stopped in front of her.
"Who are you and why are you here?"
His voice sounded as kind as the uncle next door, but Rong Lingling knew that this was actually just an appearance.
Qiu Jinhuang has a deep foundation in the imperial capital. Anyone who can bring down his superior position can't be a good person even if he thinks with his toes.
His words sounded simple, but the answer was not easy to calculate. If he felt dissatisfied, he might attack her and Ke Lingye at any time.
"My name is Rong Lingling, the eldest lady of the Rong family, and the daughter of Rong Changyan. I came here because my life is boring, and I want to have some fun and watch the excitement. Mr. Mei won't mind, right?"
Her smile was elegant, her delicate eyebrows were arrogant and distant, and her words were neither humble nor overbearing, which made Mei Zhaohe, who was accustomed to flattery, feel a little uncomfortable. He frowned and took a few seconds to swallow the words that came to his lips.
It's actually Rong Changyan's biological daughter who has been abroad for four years.
The thin confidant was following behind him, and he quietly glanced at him.
"Your father and I are old acquaintances. It stands to reason that you should call me 'uncle'." Mei Zhaohe had a smile on his face. After he finished speaking to Rong Lingling, he didn't want to give her a chance to continue. His eyes
Turn to Ke Lingye.
His eyes were gloomy, without a trace of smile. Ke Lingye looked at him for a moment, then stood up straight and said, "My surname is Ke, a friend of Lingling."
His attitude was even more casual than Rong Lingling's. Mei Zhaohe mocked "arrogant" in his heart, but had no intention of saying anything and turned around to leave.
"Master Mei, be careful, this guy has a gun!"
An untimely voice sounded, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound.
The short man ran over, acting funny. He seemed to have found a backer, and the panic when he begged for mercy was completely gone. He pointed at Ke Lingye in a mocking and threatening manner, "He has a gun, so he doesn't necessarily have any intentions when he appears here!"
Before anyone could speak, he directed the topic to Rong Lingling, "There is also this woman, they are accomplices, Master Mei, you must not let them go!"