One thought flashed through each other, and Tang Luo showed a playful smile. It should be very interesting to go to the Han family this time.

"Brother Luo, are you going to the Han family this time when you come to Beijing?"

Song Tianpeng asked.

"Yeah, I'm going, but it'll take a few days."

Tang Luo nodded.

"oh."

Song Tianpeng no longer asked anything, and the two of them chatted casually while drinking tea.

A ringtone rang.

"Loco, I'll answer the phone."

Song Tianpeng picked up his cell phone, but did not leave, and answered the phone directly.

"Mr. Song, where are you? I made an appointment with Wang Feixiang tonight. Have you forgotten?"

A voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Haha, how could I forget it? After all, it was a bet of 200 million."

Song Tianpeng sneered.

“When did you pass?”

Asked again there.

"Old Dong, go and prepare first. I will see my friend and go there in the evening."

Song Tianpeng said.

"Okay, Mr. Song, then I'll go first."

Song Tianpeng hung up the phone, frowned, thinking about something.

"If you have something to do, you go first."

Tang Luo spoke.

"It's nothing. I just made an appointment with a young man to go to Mashan racing tonight."

Song Tianpeng recovered and explained.

"Old Song, are you good at this too?"

When Tang Luo heard about racing, he became a little interested.

"Logo laughed at me and just played, but this game was also an accident."

After Song Tianpeng finished speaking, he thought of what Tang Luo said just now.

Um?

Good this one?

"Loco, do you drive a car, too?"

Song Tianpeng couldn't react and asked casually.

"Why, where did you tell me that I am a disabled person? Can't you have a driver's license? Besides, disabled people who pass the physical examination can learn to drive now."

Tang Luo understood what Song Tianpeng wanted to ask, but he was used to joking.

"Haha, no, I said it wrong in a hurry."

Song Tianpeng laughed when he thought about what he asked just now.

"Logo, do you play racing too?"

"Haha, it's just opened."

Tang Luo said lightly.

“…”

Song Tianpeng was speechless, he just drove it? Why didn’t you say you’ve seen a racing car?

Of course, I dare not say this.

Tang Luo noticed Song Tianpeng's expression change and smiled: "Why did I hear what I said about 200 million? What's going on with this bet?"

"Some time ago, the driver in my hand beat Wang Feixiang's driver in Mashan racing."

Hearing this name, Tang Luo almost sprayed a mouthful of tea.

Wang Feixiang?

Do you dare to be a little casual in the name of the eldest son of a big family?

Fly? Fly?

"After the competition, Wang Feixiang insisted on competing with me. At that time, so many people watched him and couldn't be afraid, so he had to set up today's game. The bet was 200 million."

Song Tianpeng said it briefly.

Listening to Song Tianpeng’s story, Tang Luo smiled. The eldest young master is the eldest young master after all, and he only bets for 200 million yuan.

"Did you two have any trouble before?"

Tang Luo felt that Wang Feixiang was a bit of a intentional search for trouble.

"There is no big hatred, that is, it's just that we can't stand each other, so we have a small friction."

Song Tianpeng replied.

"In addition, the person who lost the car last time he won't be able to get over the face. Relying on his frequent car games, he insisted on competing with me and suppressing me."

Tang Luo heard the worry in Song Tianpeng's tone and raised his eyebrows.

"well."

Song Tianpeng sighed in his heart. His level is still a little worse than that of professional racers.

Wang Feixiang is said to be considered a professional racer.

So, he was still a little upset.

However, no matter what, courage must be.

Isn’t there a saying that the brave will win when we meet on a narrow road.

Even if you lose, you have to lose on the track.

"Brother Luo, I'll treat you to dinner first and then go there, but I can't treat you well tonight."

Song Tianpeng looked at Tang Luo and said a little apologetically.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if you eat. I'm a little interested in your racing car now."

Tang Luo smiled.

"Hmm? Luo Ge wants to go racing with me?"

Song Tianpeng's eyes lit up, but he thought that Tang Luo just said that he had just driven a racing car and the light disappeared again.

"Why, it's not welcome?"

Tang Luo took a sip of tea and asked.

"No, no, Luo Ge, okay, let's go for dinner and go to Mashan together."

Song Tianpeng nodded.

Tang Luo nodded, and the two chatted for a while.

"Let's go, Brother Luo, I'll help you with the wind first."

Song Tianpeng said.

"Haha, OK."

Tang Luo smiled and said, I will win this kid tonight, and I can't take such a little brother in vain.

The two left the private room, and Zheng Yunyun came over.

"Mr. Tang, have you used the tea?"

Zheng Yunyun looked at Tang Luo and asked with a smile.

"Well, I'm so happy to meet you today."

Tang Luo smiled.

"Me too."

Zheng Yunyun nodded, took out an exquisite business card and handed it to Tang Luo.

"This is my business card. You can tell me in advance next time you come."

"good."
To be continued...