Chapter 439: 172 Wild Blueberry_2


    On the other end of the earpiece, Jiangjing.


    The middle-aged man put the phone on speaker. Xu Jueming yed with the bird in the cage. After listening to the person on the other side of the phone, he said with an ambiguous tone, “It’s a pity, that Mr. Chael is destined to be disappointed.”


    “It’s not just Mr. Chael who will be disappointed.” The middle-aged man hung up the phone.


    “Yes,” Xu Jueming smiled slightly, “my respected father, he is going to announce his next sessor at his birthday banquet. I wonder what he will think tomorrow.”


    Considering whether the old Master Xu could live a few more years, skipping over Xu Jueming, Xu Jueling, he only had high hopes for Xu Nanjing.


    The middle-aged man bowed his head, “Second Master, I asked my son to rush back, what do you think…”


    “Rest assured,” Xu Jueming took down the birdcage and nced at him, “you won’t miss out on the benefits, tidy up your things and go to the product department tomorrow.”


    As he yed with the bird, he walked back along the corridor.


    After the man left, someone carefully asked the middle-aged man, “Manager Guo, doing this, won’t you offend the Third Young Master…”


    Everyone knew that Xu Nanjing was on the rise.<div>


    If it weren’t for motor racing, Guo Huai might not even have the chance to meet Xu Nanjing.


    “The Third Young Master?” The middle-aged man squinted slightly, “Guo Huai has been following behind him for eight years. What has he gained apart from being a racing driver? I’ve been with the Xu Family for so many years, yet I’ve been demoted instead of promoted. Even without offending him, a person like him wouldn’t consider us anyway. It’s better to take a gamble.”


    This was the opportunity he had waited eight years for.


    “And…” The middle-aged man said, a smile forming on his face, “after today… the Third Young Master will have to bow down in the Xu Family. Whether the Xu Family belongs to the Second Master or the Third Young Master, it remains to be seen.”


    He seemed to see the boundless wealth of his future.


    **


    7:27.


    The first floor.


    Jiang Fi had alsoe down, his gaze fixed on the big screen, from this angle he could only chase the camera’s view on the screenter on.


    By his side, Xiao Bingwen still felt like he was dreaming. Hesitantly, he said to Xu Nanjing, “Can she really do it?”


    While keeping an eye on Chael’s movements, Xu Nanjing shook his head, “I don’t know, Chael has already found out.”


    “What?” Xiao Bingwen pursed his lips, realizing his voice was too loud, he lowered his voice, “So there’s no hope for today?”


    “99%, I guess,” Xu Nanjing said casually as he watched the racetrack.


    There was still 1% chance, on Bai Lian.


    “Brother Jiang,” Xu Nanjing went to ask Jiang Fi, “you haven’t seen her race before either?”


    Jiang Fi’s face wasn’t looking too good either, he just nodded slightly.


    Xu Nanjing was also getting anxious now.


    The roar of engines started up, and a ck motorcycle rolled out of the garage. The person on the bike wore a ck and white motorcycle suit, a ck helmet, which wasn’t very form-fitting. She leaned slightly forward on the upper body, casually supporting herself against the fuel tank with her legs.


    She suddenly stopped at the starting point.<div>


    Xu Nanjing was startled; this posture looked like she really knew how to lean into the curves and race.


    Because she was thest to appear, the camera gave her a close-up.


    She was still wearing her helmet, legs loosely touching the ground, her upper body casually leaning forward, very rxed movements, yet inexplicably powerful.


    The camera focused on her pair of jet-ck beautiful eyes—<div>


    “Am I seeing things?”


    “A female rider?”


    “Who is this person? Have any of you heard of her?”


    “…”


    It was the first time the audience at the race had seen a female rider, and they were abuzz with discussions.


    Xu Nanjing was tightly wound inside, but he smiled and said to Chael, “This is my sister, she’s only recently learned.”


    “Your sister?” Chael was surprised, which allowed Xu Nanjing to read some expression on his face. He could tell that Bai Lian wasn’t a newbie, nor someone Xu Nanjing had found at thest minute to fob him off: “That’s just too cool!”


    “She might not perform well,” Xu Nanjing observed Chael’s expression, finally adding with a smile, “Don’t mind.”


    Bai Lian watched the red g fall, squeezed the front brake,pressed the suspension, engaged the clutch and the gear, revving up the engine.


    “3, 2, 1——”


    As soon as the lights came on, she gunned the throttle and took off!


    Actually, her speed wasn’t fast, and the red motorcycle was first to squeeze into the bend, with the white bike elerating to overtake between second and third ce.


    Thementator’s voice was also very excited, “We see the ck bike currently in fourth, very steady; the yellow bike haspletely blocked her path!”<div>


    “The battle between first and second is heating up—look at the white bike go for the overtake!”


    The bend at the starting line wasn’t big, and Bai Lian maintained a moderate speed throughout.


    It wasn’t until the first left bend that Bai Lian took to the middle of the road, as she always did when riding this mountain road at night, because sometimes there would be other cars, and it offered a better view.


    Now it was the same: at the left bend, Bai Lian’s dark eyes narrowed, and she leaned forward to minimize the wind resistance. With a gentle push of her left hand, the bike instantly tilted left, creating an acute angle with the ground!


    Having studied physics, Bai Lian naturally understood.


    If the speed was fast enough, she could lean lower through the bend.


    The camera switched to her just in time to see her bike, at high speed, almost blur, making it hard to see her clearly, but the viewers knew that the bike was at a sharp angle with the ground, nearly touching it with her clothes as she passed.


    Gasps of amazement came from the crowd periodically.


    The race track had a total of fifteen bends.


    The racested less than twenty minutes, and Bai Lian was too familiar with this road, just as she had said: she could run it with her eyes closed.


    “Quick, we have the ck bikest two bends and she’s going to overtake third ce?” thementator was passionately eximing!


    Thest two bends.


    A left followed by a right, the biggest and most difficult section of the entire track.<div>


    If not managed well, one could either crash or drift off the track, and the first three riders were also braking to control their speed, except Bai Lian whose speed remained unchanged. She rested her heels on the footpegs, adjusting her posture to control the bike’s center of gravity.


    The ck motorcycle under hermand was like a nimble warhorse, leaning into and pressing through the bends, leaving a trail of sparks and sh on the outer track!


    “Look, she’s passed one!”


    “Let’s see if she can hold onto third ce!”


    On the finalp, the camera was fixed on her.


    With the high-pitched screech of rubber on asphalt, the red bike stopped at the finish line, followed swiftly by the ck bike cutting through the bend past the original second-ce yellow motorcycle — “zzzt!” — stopping at the finish line.


    On the big screen, the intense battle made it impossible to pay attention to anyone else.


    All eyes saw the ck bike resting next to the red one, with the rider in a white and ck racing suit casually resting one hand on the cool-colored fairing and the other pulling off her helmet, as her legs supported her against the ground.


    Her dark hair was loosely tied at the back of her head with a band, and under the nted white lights, the loose strands were lifted by the wind, turning her tumbled dark hair luminous with a pale yellow glow. Her cool gaze inadvertently swept towards the camera, aloof yet wild.


    It was a rebelliousness etched in her very bones.