Chapter 25: Defeated but Still Glorious!

  Two cars, one red and one white, were almost abreast, speeding southward with a whoosh.

  When Gao Fei finally accepted the challenge, the girl excitedly shouted something and slapped the steering wheel with both hands, looking like a madman, but it didn't affect her speed at all.

  For this kind of dementia, Gao Fei is very understanding, after all, it's just a little kid in the midst of youthful rebellion, if he didn't want to be a turtle son, the turtle son would have gone racing with her.

  Although it's not rush hour and there are no signs of traffic congestion, for ordinary people, driving at a speed of over 120 km/h in downtown areas is still extremely dizzying.

  But for Gao Fei, it was nothing, and saying that he was in his element would be more than fitting.

  He was shocked, the girl seemed to be a drifting expert too, and she took advantage of his slight slowdown when he arrived at the intersection, speeding past him without stopping, scaring the vehicles crossing the road to brake suddenly, and the sound of horns filled the air.

  Since the modern sports car ran the red light in front of him, Gao Fei didn't hesitate either and followed closely behind.

  The traffic police on duty at the intersection saw two cars running red lights one after another, and immediately pulled out a walkie-talkie to shout a few words, straddled the police motorcycle next to him, turned on the siren, and chased after them with a loud "Woo-woo-woo".

  After Shen Yinbing drove through a red light at high speed, she felt somewhat regretful.

  She really didn't want to violate traffic rules and risk her own life just because of a momentary impulse.

  However, she didn't want to be inconsistent either, that would make a certain someone look down on her, so she could only accompany him in being a turtle son.

  But as the car sped up, Shen Yubing found that the scenery outside the window flashed by, her heart almost jumped out of her chest cavity, accompanied by a feeling of nausea. She finally couldn't bear it and shouted loudly: "Hey, slow down, slow down!"

  Gao Fei said nonchalantly without turning his head, "Didn't you tell me to drift with others? What's there to be afraid of? Don't worry, it's very safe in my car."

  Shen Yinbing was furious: "Damn it, I let you drift with people, why did you go and drift with people? If I told you to die, would you die?"

  "Only an idiot would say something like that. If you admit you're an idiot, then I won't street race with anyone."

  Gao Fei said with a smile, lightly tapping on the steering wheel, and then accelerated to keep up with the modern small run.

  Although Shen Yinbing's car is high-end, Gao Fei is also very confident in his driving skills, but after all, it's not a sports car. Moreover, the girl seems to be used to racing with others, so within a short period of time, they can't tell who wins or loses.

  Shen Yinyin was indeed very beautiful, but her temper was quite stubborn. She would rather endure the fear of crashing or being hit at any moment than admit that she was a fool - she could only grip the front seat tightly with both hands, close her lips, turn pale, and not make another sound.

  Gao Fei didn't expect that Shen Yinbing would rather die than admit she was an idiot, and he couldn't help but admire her a little. Subconsciously, he thought of giving up this meaningless street racing.

  But when he saw the girl in the modern sports car sticking her tongue out at him, his admiration immediately dissipated, and with a cold laugh, he floored it again, following her as she took the exit onto the outer ring highway.

  After the car got on the outer ring expressway without traffic lights, Gaofei and his companion no longer had any scruples, and one foot stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

  The speed of the car was very fast and soon exceeded 180.

  Shen Yinbing stared blankly at the speedometer, which continued to rise slowly, her brain had stopped thinking, and only one thought remained: Oh God, I might be going to die soon? I'm only 24 years old, okay?

  Also don't know how long it took, just when Shen Yinbing felt that she would fly into the clouds at any time, she felt the car suddenly jerked, and then a sharp braking sound rang out - Squeak!

  Shen Yinbing, who was not wearing a seatbelt, was thrown forward with great force due to inertia and subconsciously let out a sharp cry: "Ah!"

  Amidst the screams, Shen Yinbing flew over the seat and crashed straight into the windshield!

  Just as her head was about to heavily hit the front windshield, a hand grasped her waist in time!

  One centimeter, at most just one centimeter, Shen Yinbing's head was about to hit the windshield when Gao Fei reached out in time to hold her.

  At the moment when she was hugged around her waist by that hand, Shen Yinbing saw a scene that shouldn't have appeared, and even if it was just a glimpse, it was enough for her to see clearly.

  She saw that the girl driving the modern sports car, the black suspender skirt had actually slipped down, and was shaking her small pigeons vigorously in this direction...

  Next, the modern sprinter zoomed away into the distance.

  "Sorry about that, I forgot to remind you to fasten your seatbelt."

  Gao Fei let out a sigh and said with a face full of embarrassment, "I owe you another apology, I lost the street racing bet, we have to be turtle sons now."

  Shen Yinbing didn't say a word either, and with a swift motion of her hand, she slapped Gao Fei's mouth.

  "What's wrong?"

  Gao Fei furrowed his brow and grasped Shen Yinbing's right hand.

  Shen Yinbing's face turned pale, and she bit her lower lip hard, saying in a hoarse voice: "You lost the street racing because you were distracted by that little girl's body, weren't you?"

  Gao Fei was shocked: "This...this you can all guess?"

  "Asshole - parking, I let you park!"

  Shen Yinbing covered her mouth with her hand.

  The driver carefully pulled over and stopped the car by the side of the road.

  After a period of wild running, the car had long since left the outer ring expressway and was already on the road section leading to the southern mountainous area.

  As soon as the car stopped, Shen Yubing pushed open the door and stumbled out, holding her chest with one hand and squatting down by the side of the road to vomit.

  The feeling of carsickness is very uncomfortable, but still have to vomit.

  Just as she was about to vomit up her bile, a stack of paper towels was handed over in time.

  Shen Yinbing snatched the tissue and wiped her mouth, standing up with a pale face. She glared at Gao Fei, who seemed unaffected, her eyes almost spewing fire.

  Gao Fei took a step back, looking embarrassed: "That thing, it's not my fault, who made her take out her little tricks to disgust me, it's simply too despicable. Actually, I'm still glorious in defeat..."

  "Shut up!"

  Shen Yinbing let out a low growl and said viciously: "Gao Fei, from now on, you are..."

  "Am I fired? That's great, give me my ID card and I'll leave right now."

  Gao Fei stretched out his hand.

  "Daydream!"

  Shen Yinbing stared at Gao Fei for a whole minute, as if he was going to eat him up, before squeezing out these two words from between his teeth.

  ……

  The eighteenth villa in the southern mountainous area is Shen Yinbing's home.

  The villa covers an area of several thousand square meters, with a spacious lawn in front and a small garden behind the main building, which comes with an outdoor swimming pool.

  When he saw the young lady's car slowly approaching, the gatekeeper hastily opened the iron gate.

  Under Shen Yinbing's indication, Gao Fei drove the car into the lawn.

  After getting off the car, Gao Fei habitually scanned around and quickly calculated in his mind: The villa is about 40 meters away from the iron fence, with two people guarding the front door. There are no defenses on either side of the fence. If you enter from the east, you can climb directly to the second floor bedroom from that row of houses, stand on the air conditioner and open the window to get in... If you don't want to take close-range assassination, then climbing up the street lamp post outside, you can aim at the target with a sniper rifle.

  Just as Gao Fei was looking around the surroundings, Shen Yinbing's sneering voice came: "Hehe, I've never seen a villa with such beautiful scenery before?"

  Gao Fei turned his head, with a look on his face like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden: "Yes, I really haven't seen such a high-end villa."

  "Then do you want to own such a villa?"

  Gao Fei accompanied by a smile said: "Saying you don't want to is fake."

  "Unfortunately, you won't have the chance in this lifetime."

  With a disdainful glance at Gao Fei, Shen Yinbing turned and walked towards the villa's living room, a sense of triumph rising in her heart, dispelling her previous gloom.

  At this time, a thin old man came up: "Young lady, you're back."

  "Hmm, Heber, where's Dad?"

  Shen Yin Bing stopped in her tracks.

  "Sudong is in the living room."

  Hai Bo just saw Gao Fei and asked strangely: "Who is this?"

  His name is Gao Fei, he is my colleague and friend.

  Shen Yinbing turned her head to look at Gao Fei, her voice carrying an obvious unnaturalness.

  "Friend?"

  Hai Bo was taken aback for a moment, then his face lit up with a smile, and he quickly extended both hands: "Ah, Mr. Gao is good, my name is Tong Hai, you can just call me Old Tong."

  Gao Fei smiled with a hint of pride and extended his hand to shake Hai Bo's: "Old Tong, you're doing well."

  When he heard himself being called Old Tung, Hai Bo's smile froze on his face. He was about to say something with an awkward smile when Gao Fei spoke up: "Hehe, Mr. Hai, I was just joking with you earlier. You're old enough to be my grandfather, how dare I call you Old Tung? But please don't call me Mr. Gao either, just like Shen calls me by my name."

  "Alright, I'll call you by your name then. Gaofei, go back inside quickly."

  He exchanged pleasantries with Hai Bo for a few sentences, then Gao Fei walked into the living room.

  The living room of Su's villa was lavishly decorated, which made Mr. Gao think of the four words "waste is shameful".

  On a wide leather sofa sat a middle-aged man who looked around fifty years old.

  No need to ask, this must be the 'three hundred million US dollars' that Gao Fei was talking about, Comrade Su Beishan.

  Su Beishan, who had just learned that he would be assassinated by a professional killer, did not show any signs of panic. Looking at his daughter with an calm gaze, he said: "Xiao Bing, you're back - and who is this?"

  "He is my friend, his name is Gao Fei."

  Shen Yin said in a low voice.

  Su Beishan was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, letting out a long sigh of relief, as if he had just put down a heavy burden.

  Measuring Gao Fei, Su Beishan nodded repeatedly: "Hmm, not bad, the young man looks very steady."

  When Gao Feng was sizing himself up in front of the northern mountain, he was also being sized up by him.

  The real-life Su Bei Shan is basically similar to the photos provided on OF platform, it seems that those photos are recent.

  This time Gao Fei didn't wait for Shen Yinbing to introduce him, and respectfully bowed slightly at the waist: "Uncle Su, hello, my name is Gao Fei, I'm a good friend of President Shen's."

  Originally, Shen Yin Bing was still a bit worried after introducing Gao Fei, she really feared that this guy would show his true gangster face and lose her face.

  Until he saw Gao Fei politely greeting his father, Lao Su nodded in satisfaction, and the knot in his heart finally loosened. He looked at him with a slightly softer gaze: "Hmph, you're still sensible!"