Chapter 431: Boiling

In the afternoon of January the 13th, there were less than a thousand spectators spread out among the 50,000 seats of the Shanghai motor racing circuit.

Today's competition was very low-key. There was no publicity done and it was not open to the public. Therefore, there were very few people who knew about it and even fewer people who came.

Although there were few people, the atmosphere was not at all weak.

Every single person in the stands was a rich one related to the major clubs.

Even with just 1,000 people, the cash that they had could easily reach the tens of billions -- cash, not assets.

However, they were not the center of attention.

The real core participants were all concentrated in the VIP area.

The 24 VIP suites were all occupied and reserved for different forces.

Wang Siming, Fatty Fu, Jiang Jin, Qin Lao, Pan Rui, Yin Yijing, Zong Fuli, Liu Chang, Zuo Ying, Tang Chengcheng...

Three of the four young masters of the new generation of Beijing were here, each occupying a suite.

There seemed to be more famous young masters from Shanghai though. Even the usually low-key Young Master Tang had also joined in the fun.

The daughter of the richest man in CQ came to cheer on Yin Jieqi.

The top young masters of the special district did not come. The young masters and mistresses of Tencent had always kept a low profile. The second generation of Wang Ji, Li Zhu, and the four big families were all in their thirties or forties. Huawei was not interested in racing, so the support group of SMA appeared weak.

The most surprising one was Young Master Pan. A group of brothers and sisters from the Chaoshan gang had come. They were not well-known, and a small incident happened at noon.

In the parking lot, there was a 15 or 16-year-old child from the gang. He said something to Wang Siming's face, but luckily, Wang Siming ignored him. The matter was settled just like that.

The child's surname was Yao, and he was one of the younger ones in the gang.

..

Wang Yan was adjusting his condition the whole morning. At 1 p.m., he went to the resting area for a massage. Chu Xin and Liu Ye came over to cheer inform him about the situation upstairs.

"There are nine children up there, who are all in the top 50 richest!"

"Not only that! Just a few of them together would be worth 500 million yuan!"

"The son of my father's boss is also here. He looks lecherous when he sees me..."

"Car God Wang, are you confident? The bet today was very scary..."

Wang Yan really didn't know what was going on up there. When he heard that, he frowned. "How did it get so big?"

One sentence could explain it -- the hatred between the ones upstairs was stable.

As for the specific reason, Chu Xin also had an explanation.

"Brother Wang Yan, you may not know this, but the SSCC is the first supercar club in the country. It was first called Shanghai Supercar Club. Later, Beijing created the SCC, saying that they wanted to be a century-old Chinese club and recruiting people from all over the country. The pioneers of our club thought that they were trying to scam us, so they changed our name to the Huaxia Supercar Club..."

Well, I've found the root.

In the end, it was a regional conflict between Shanghai and Beijing, where neither side was willing to submit to the other.

From Chu Xin's new wording, it was obvious that she was being biased.

What personal grudge could she have against one of them?

Was it just due to the influence of the environment?

There were no significant differences between the cliques of Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Chaoshan, the Mine province, and Dongbei.

Perhaps only young people cared about this, but racing was something young people played with, so it was too normal for them to compete.

And then there was an insensible leader who drew hatred from both public and private affairs, resulting in the opposition becoming more and more intense.

"So we can't lose today..."

Young Master Wang shook his head and smiled.

Liu Ye was afraid that he would be under too much pressure, so she quickly comforted him, "Actually, it's good that you try your best. They are all amateurs. Who can be stronger than you? Don't think so much."

"Right, right!"

Chu Xin nodded like a chick pecking on rice. "If you lose, so be it. No one will blame you!"

It was reasonable if he lost, but Wang Yan understood human nature too well.

Previously, everyone respected him and valued him because everyone loved racing and admired the strong in this field.

As he had continued to win races, he would still be the god of racing and the object of everyone's admiration.

But what would happen to this status if he lost in such a crucial match?

In terms of money, Young Master Wang was just an afterthought.

In terms of ability, many second-generation sons had already reached high positions in the family business.

If he lost today, his previous halo would immediately be shattered. How many connections could he still have left after this?

The stakes were real.

Thinking of this, Wang Yan's mood could not help but become more serious. "How much has that private bet accumulated to?"

Chu Xin tilted his head and thought for a moment before giving a very unreliable figure. "More than 300 million?"

"So little?"Wang Yan was shocked.

Given the group of people above, if even just two were to fight, it would easily be more than 300 million, no?

However, Liu Ye and Chu Xin's expressions were even more surprised than his.

"This is so little!"

"That's right. Did you have a misunderstanding?"

After hearing their explanations, Wang Yan finally realized that there was indeed a misunderstanding.

First of all, the hundreds of people in the VIP room above had at least tens of billions of dollars in cash at their disposal. This was indeed true.

However, most of it was business funds. It was not the same as personal disposable consumer money.

Secondly, it was a huge misconception to think that more of them would join in the fun and participate in the gambling.

Young Master Tang and Mistress Liu didn't bet a single cent. Although these two were in the rich circle of Shanghai, they didn't have any relationships with the children in the club. They couldn't play together.

Secondly, betting didn't mean that one had to bet big. There were only two people. They were just playing.

It was even possible that their main purpose was to come here to discuss business.

Finally, this was a private game that did not accept bets from the outside.

The main body was the six parties participating in the competition, as well as the big shots in the 24 private rooms. There were no bets from the outside.

The private rooms could hold about 1,000 people in total. Outsiders could not enter the private rooms, and thus they could not have known about the betting.

The organizer was a kid from Macau. He did not have any background.

Alright, I believe in him.

Anyway, with only so many people betting, it was already shocking that they could raise more than 300 million.

Wang Yan asked casually, "What's the betting method?"

"By betting on the contestants directly. There are eight drivers all labeled numbers. You don't even have a name, haha!" Chu Xin laughed foolishly.

"Then I can bet, right?"

"Sure." Liu Ye glanced over in puzzlement. "But why did you only think of betting now?"

"Weren't you busy practicing driving before... ?"

In fact, he was just betting because he was rich.

He had already used up all his family assets when he raised the 50 million yuan. He had saved another 10 million yuan of breathing wages after more than ten days of hard work. With the remaining money from before, he now had 20 million yuan in his hand.

Chu Xin raised his hand to look at his watch. "What the heck? I think it's closing at 3 p.m.... wait here, I'll go and get someone for you!"

The suites were all independent. Soon, a young man came down. Chu Xin and Liu Ye consciously stood guard outside, leaving the two of them alone inside.

"Young Master Wang, I'm Xiao Hu. Would you like to place a bet?"

The young man was very polite and revealed Wang Yan's identity in a single sentence.

"I'm just here to join in the fun. What are the odds now?"

"The odds will have to wait until betting is closed. The winner will take it all."

Xiao Hu was smiling, but his eyes were sizing up Wang Yan without changing his expression.

"But I have to make it clear to you. You are a driver, so you can only bet on yourself to win..."

Wang Yan nodded. "I understand. What about the other aspects? How do I bet, how do I collect the money?"

Xiao Hu was stunned by the question.

Oh, so you think that you will win for sure?

Where did your confidence come from?

Wang Yan was confident and daring.

The reason he had waited until now to place his bet was that he didn't want to reveal his bottom line in advance. Otherwise, once the dealer realized that he had absolute confidence in winning, it was hard to guarantee that there wouldn't be any other tricks pulled on him.

Although Xiao Hu was surprised, he didn't think too much about it. In fact, there were quite a few drivers who had also placed their bets on him, but they didn't act as confident as Wang Yan.

..

After adding each other on WeChat, Wang Yan asked again, "What's the specific situation of the prize money this time?"

Xiao Hu didn't need to take out his notes, he just opened his mouth.

"After we take our cut, the remaining 95% of the pool will be divided equally among the winners according to the number of bets.

In addition, your total amount of bets under the name of the club is 20.85 million. If you can win the championship, 20% of the prize money will be distributed to you."

F*ck!

Young Master Wang's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly wanted to curse.

20% of the prize money was Huang Yiqing's condition for Wang Yan to join. However, with such a big club and one of the main parties in the dispute, there was only a total of 20 million yuan worth of bets?

It sounded as if a dog had tried lying to him!

Wang Yan frowned and asked, "How much is Director Huang betting?"

Xiao Hu shook his head regretfully. "I'm sorry, Young Master Wang. The amount of individual bets is within the scope of our confidential promise. I can't tell you."

Wang Yan did not make things difficult for the other party. He changed his way of thinking and asked, "That's understandable. Then, how much is the total bet on me winning the championship? Can you tell me that?"

Xiao Hu smiled and said happily, "As of now, it's about 86 million."

Very good, the case was solved.

There were many internal members who were optimistic about their own level, but the other party had placed their bets in private.

It was very simple. Find an unrelated friend to place a bet on their behalf.

There must be outsiders betting, but most of them should be related to members of the clubs. How would outsiders know the actual skill of drivers?

Eight people participated in the competition, each of them extremely famous. The 918 itself did not have an advantage in terms of performance. How could outsiders hold up the 66 million yuan quota?

While they were practicing in front and adapting to the venue, those guys were eager to teach Beijing a lesson. They studied their opponents every day, discussed the odds, and collected bets. Yet in the end, only 20 million yuan came out.

It was not even enough to buy this 918 for the first time!

Although Wang Yan did not know the exact amount of each person's bet, he could figure it out from the group of people who were on good terms with him.

Li Yixu and Black Tiger weren't members of the club, so how much they put in would be counted as outside bets and not included in this figure.

Chu Xin, Liu Ye, Sister Fang and Xu Jiao put in a total of 10 million. They were having trouble in the stock index futures market and didn't have much money, but this already accounted for half of it.

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Zhou Jianwu, Chun Guang, Xia Yu, and the others accounted for more than 7 million, with the rest adding up to less than 4 million!

Was this normal?

Needless to say, someone definitely took the lead to open up their accounts, and then most of those who were not familiar with him joined the private investment that way.

F*ck, a bunch of retards!

I fought for you guys, and you guys are just going to play me like this?

Wang Yan was so angry that his heart was burning.

It was not that they were short of that little bonus. An additional 20 million yuan bet and 20% of the bonus would only be 10 to 20 million. It really was not a big deal.

The point was that this kind of thing was too disgusting.

This was a one-time deal. They wouldn't have to deal with each other anymore, right?

Wang Yan's first reaction was to quit the competition. F*ck it. If you have the ability, then go on yourself. I'm not playing anymore!

However... he really couldn't.

So many friends had placed their hopes on him. Selling them out because of a few mouse droppings, was he still considered a man if he did that?

He still had to participate in the competition and win.

Before everyone had placed their bets, they could still flip the table. Now, they could not cheat their friends.

However, he had to teach those retards a lesson.

Especially the leader. Without guessing, his surname was definitely Huang.

He had drawn more than half of the hatred, but yet he had only placed a bet of one to two million. Who would believe that?

So, how should they teach him a lesson?

As he was pondering, Xiao Hu asked, "Young Master Wang, how much do you plan to bet?"

Whoosh!

The young master's eyes lit up. He had an idea.

"Please wait for me for a short while. I'll study it."

"Okay, then I'll go back first. Call me down whenever you're ready to bet."

Xiao Hu nodded and took his leave. Wang Yan immediately called Brother Xizi. "How much money is left in the company's account?"

"Less than 150 million. Why?"

"Immediately arrange for the transfer of 100 million to Jingyan's investment account."

"Ah? Oh, okay, I'll do it right away."

Wang Yunxi was a little confused at the first moment, but out of trust in Wang Yan, he didn't ask anything and immediately did as he was told.

Jingyan Investment was a shell corporation that Wang Yan had set up in China. It held 52% of Wangting Entertainment's shares.

Jingyan's account was more suitable for today.

After hanging up the phone, Wangyan immediately found Chu Xin and Liu Ye. Then, he used WeChat to call Black Tiger, Li Yixu, Zhou Jianwu, Xia Yu, and the others from the vehicle maintenance room upstairs.

Just like that, when the situation was explained to them, everyone exploded.

"F*ck! Why is this idiot like this?"

"F*ck, let's all go up and find that bastard!"

"Let's go together, I must point directly at his nose and scold him straight!"

Black Tiger casually mocked Zhou Jianwu, "I told you this place was boring, all of you are so useless..."

Li Yixu was the calmest, but he did not know how to persuade them to calm down.

In the end, Wang Yan stopped everyone.

"Don't mess around, I can solve it. I'm telling you this because I want to inform everyone: I'm going to flip the table, don't blame me for doing so."

Everyone was stunned, then they expressed their stance.

"Don't worry, no one will blame you!"

"What do you want to do? Count me in!"

"Right, a few million is nothing to us! The few of us will support you!"

Chu Xin was the one who invested the most, but she still did not complain. "Brother Wang Yan, what do you want to do? The few of us have no problems helping you out."

Wang Yan smiled in relief and casually threw down a sentence --

"I have the confidence to win the championship. If you have any spare change, please throw it in."

Everyone was stunned.

Wang Yan did not explain further. He called Xiao Hu over and used his actions to show his confidence. "I am betting on myself. 120 million yuan, do you dare to accept?"

Oh my God!

Everyone was stunned again.

He definitely dared to accept. This time, there was no limit to the number of bets, and the amount had nothing to do with the banker.

But...

Are you serious?

The young master was very serious. At around 2:30 p.m., the funds arrived.

The moment the 120 million balance was revealed, the room was filled with gasps.

"Big Brother Wang, aren't you too reckless?"

"Brother Wang Yan, if you lose..."

"There are no ifs."

Wang Yan chuckled and asked for Xiao Hu's account. Everyone was about to faint when he made the transfer to Xiao Hu.

His heart did not beat, his hands did not tremble, but his smile carried an unspeakable evil intent.

Lose?

Master-level driving, all attributes +5, driving damage reduction, [ Burst skill ] For 30 seconds all attributes are enhanced by 20%. When I get serious, I don't even know how to lose!

Schumacher might not even be able to beat me with his Laferrari!

I would dare to turn around and accelerate to forcefully stop him. Does he dare not to dodge?

A strong trump card creates strong confidence. Wang Yan smiled as he swept his gaze across everyone. His confidence, which was close to arrogance, made people's scalps tingle.

Chu Xin felt dizzy and could not think straight. She asked in confusion, "What do you want?"

She was too shocked and really did not understand.

It was actually very simple --

According to the original bets, the money on Wang Yan to win the championship was about 90 million.

The total amount bet was about 360 million.

In this way, if Wang Yan won the championship, he could win 30 million for every 10 million yuan bet.

Now, Wang Yan had used 120 million to bet on himself, diluting the final prize money considerably.

For every 10 million, he could only win 13 million.

Now if Black Tiger and the others continued to bet, the dilution would be even more severe.

If Black Tiger and the others had invested 30 million, they could have won 90 million, but now they could only win 30 million.

Under the premise that the outcome was determined, a small win was a loss.

In order not to fork out 20% of the 90 million, 18 million, did it hurt to win 60 million less?

Young Master Wang bared his teeth and sneered, "You want to save money, no?

I'll let you guys save more!

Everyone understood. Under Liu Ye's explanation, Chu Xin finally understood Wang Yan's intentions.

One by one, they opened their mouths and looked at him with their jaws dropped.

Wang Yan smiled and spread his hands, shrugging.

Anyway, I've laid my cards on the table. I'm not going to pretend anymore!

I'm the Car God. I'll win the championship with my eyes closed. Believe it or not, it's up to you guys.

Looking at the familiar smile on the young master's face, Li Yixu, who was the calmest, was the first to explode.

"Who doesn't have some pocket money? Count me in, add another 47.5 million!"

Damn, he even took out his wife's notebook.

Black Tiger followed excitedly, "Wow! What have you been thinking about? Time is so tight, I am only able to scrape up 30 million!"

Damn, he still scolds me for being wild after earning my money, I can't afford to offend him.

Liu Ye grabbed his hair, looking like he was going crazy.

"I really don't have any money! I've been renovating the house recently, and the rest is with Xu Jiao... sob, when the money comes, I'll regret not having enough! Xin Xin, Chu Xin, quickly lend me 20 million! Xin Xin? Stupid dog, why are you so infatuated with him?"

Chu Xin stared at Wang Yan in a daze. Her mouth was slightly open, and there was a hint of crystal at the corner of her mouth.

Slurp!

She didn't know if this girl still had money, but she seemed to be craving for dog meat.

..

In the blink of an eye, this group of people had gathered another 100 million.

This was also because there was too little time. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a problem for them to quadruple it.

Previously, everyone had bet less. It wasn't that they didn't have money, but that they didn't have confidence.

Eight racers. Even if they knew that Wang Yan was strong, who could be sure that Wang Yan would win?

Now that the young master was playing by himself, his confidence exploded. With their understanding of Wang Yan, they immediately realized: this wasn't a gamble, this was a sure-win!

Then what were they waiting for?

They had to do it!

After they gathered up all their cash, they had an additional 220 million!

Adding the 86 million from before, the funds betting on Wang Yan to win the championship had already reached 300 million.

The opponent's total was only 270 million. On average, every 10 million bet won less than 9 million -- there was a 5% cut.

However, the money won by everyone did not decrease but instead increased sharply.

Can you hurt someone with your own money?

I don't think so!

Then hold it all in!

Agent Xiao Hu was confused and happy. He was so busy that his forehead was covered in sweat. Finally, five minutes before the closing of the bets, he settled all the bets and updated them to his four companions upstairs.

In the VIP area upstairs, as the news spread, the 24 boxes quietened down one by one, before boiling up again.

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