After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

Chapter 120 I lose, I can’t afford it?

"Wen Jin?"

"Why is it her?"

"Didn't you say you didn't want to play with them?"

"I don't know! Will Mr. Shen come today?"

"I haven't heard of that! If that crappy E-class is hers, that makes sense."

"What are you mumbling about? Speak louder!" Zhou Shan yelled, and the people sitting in the hall enjoying the air conditioning immediately shut up: "My sisters, please be sensible and stop complaining."

"Oh! Sister Jin is here. Come, come, sit here with your brother," Shi Jinghong patted the sofa beside him.

Wen Jin walked over and sat in the empty seat on the other side of him. Shi Jinghong was rejected, but he was not annoyed. Instead, he smiled awkwardly: "Sister Jin doesn't rely on me, and it's the same if I rely on Sister Jin."

Everyone:..........

For a moment, everyone in the hall felt mixed emotions. If their relationship was really as good as it seemed, and Shi Jinghong didn't stop them from making sarcastic remarks just now, what did they mean?

Wen Jin sat down and began to look around the room.

I was a little surprised not to see Li Hui.

"Who is Sister Jin looking for?"

"Li Hui."

"Look!" Shi Jingyang raised his chin and motioned him to look at the balcony.

Wen Jin walked to the bar, picked up a glass of wine and went towards Li Hui. His aggressive attitude made Zhou Shan feel a little confused.

"Did they fight each other?" Shi Jinghong glanced at Zhou Shan.

"No? Hasn't Li Hui been very honest recently?" After being pushed to the ground by Shen Xunzhou, he still dared to cause trouble for Wen Jin? He wanted to die?

"Mr. Li."

Li Hui was enjoying the show! But before he could even begin to see the whole thing, the main character showed up.

Glancing at the eyes behind Wen Jin, he had a bad feeling: "What's going on?"

"I have a batch of supplies I want to talk to you about."

Consumables?

OK! Still want to tease him?

"Wen Jin, don't be so wicked. Do you think I'm a junk collector? Send me all the junk that comes out of your Wen family company."

Wen Jin was criticized a few times, but he didn't get angry: "Boss Li, consumables are different from equipment."

"Is this about consumables and equipment? It's something that came out of your house."

Wen Jin was uncompromising: "I'll give you 30% below the market price, and if Mr. Li needs it, I can give you the original price based on the face value data."

"We are all working for our family, why should Mr. Li be so hard on money?"

Wen Jin used his ultimate move right from the start, allowing Li to see his sincerity.

"Wen Jin," Li Hui stared at her. This girl was very cunning. She stared at him as if he were a rag collector. "Am I an idiot?"

"I'm fooled every day, why is it different?" Li Hui stretched out his hand to push her away impatiently: "Get out of the way..."

Wen Jin came here today just for the Li meeting. She was not interested in the various things Zhou Shan talked about. She only cared about whether the money could go into her pocket.

Li Hui was about to leave with the cup in his hand, but Wen Jin grabbed his arm and said, "Boss Li, be a good person to the end. Send the Buddha to the west."

The moment Wen Jin's soft, boneless hand fell on his arm, Li felt a strange emotion rising from the bottom of his heart. He stared at her, as if he saw himself back then: "Do you really want me to take your batch of consumables?"

"Yes."

“Can you drive?”

Wen Jin nodded: "Yes."

"What about the racing?"

"No," she answered truthfully, "If you want, I can."

The existence of Party B is to try its best to solve Party A's needs.

She knows this well.

"Let's play a game. If you win, I'll take your consumables."

"It's a deal?"

Li Hui: "It is hard to catch up with a horse that has four horses."

.......

"Are you crazy? If Shen Xunzhou knew about this, peeling your skin off would be the least of his punishment," Shi Jinghong advised him while Li Hui was changing his clothes, "Cancel it quickly."

The latter glanced at him indifferently and said, "The child wants to grow up on her own, why do you have to pry open her mouth and stuff the bottle into her mouth? Why do you do that?"

"I just don't believe that without Shen Xunzhou, Wen Jin will not be able to stand up."

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking?" Shi Jinghong blocked the door and stopped him from leaving: "Wen Jin is not someone you can play with."

"I still want to play," Li Hui pulled Shi Jinghong's shoulders away.

When I came out with my helmet, I saw Wen Jin chatting with someone next to the car.

When I got closer, I heard the other person swear, "Sister, you don't even know how to drive a manual transmission, and you dare to drive on a winding mountain road? Are you kidding me?"

Li Hui suddenly laughed, otherwise why do people say this girl is so bold?

She held the helmet between her elbows and leaned against the car body, looking at her: "Forget it! There's no need to risk your life for a few consumables."

Wen Jin glanced back at him and was irritated by the smirk on his face: "Boss Li, I am a cat."

Li Hui raised an eyebrow: "Nine lives?"

"Hmm." Wen Jin tilted his head.

There are eight left.

Enough!

"I'll give you a little more. If you can beat me, my car will be yours too."

Wen Jin glanced at it and asked, "How much is it worth?"

"Limited edition, 60 million."

Wen Jin understood and nodded: "Let's go?"

Li Hui has been playing these extreme sports for a long time, so a small racing car is a piece of cake for him.

In the club hall, someone started gambling.

"Everyone is betting on Li Hui, and no one is betting on Wen Jin. Is there any meaning in this game?" Zhou Shan said sarcastically from the side.

"That's right!"

"Wen Jin and we are not from the same circle, what is there to suppress?"

"I press!"

Shi Jinghong looked in the direction of the voice and saw Shen Xunzhou coming in from outside in a black suit, smelling of cigarettes and alcohol, as if he had just come down from a social table.

OK! The God of Wealth is here.

"Fifty million," Shen Xunzhou walked over and glanced at the table. People had bet fifty million in scattered amounts, and he alone had sent Wen Jin to a high position.

"If Mr. Shen is like this, then we have to increase the bet."

The man took off his suit jacket, and Jiang Ge took it. He only heard his thin lips slightly open and said, "Add."

On the winding mountain road, Wen Jin and Li Hui were warming up the cars. They could clearly see every car on the large screen in the hall and monitor their trajectories in real time.

At the order, Li Hui's car rushed out first.

Wen Jin followed closely behind, and someone in the hall hushed.

"No doubt, wait for the money!"

"Dead end, dead end."

"Li Hui has been playing extreme sports for many years. If he can be killed by Wen Jin, wouldn't all these years of playing be in vain?"

"Are you not panicking at all?" Shi Jinghong asked Shen Xunzhou while supporting his head and shaking the wine glass in his hand.

"Why are you panicking?"

"Wen Jin loses!"

The man glanced at him calmly and said, "If I lose, I lose. I can't afford it."

"and........"

"She won't lose."

Wen Jin in this life can't race cars, but Wen Jin in the previous life could...