Xie Sui spoke to them about economics, the general environment, and so on. Whether they understood or not, they didn't care, as it made them seem profound.
Even now, Du Feiyang smiled and said, "You are indeed impressive. This isn't considered excessive praise, is it?"
Xie Sui replied, "No, this kind of talk will put me in the spotlight. Haven't you heard that the tallest tree in the forest is bound to be destroyed by the wind?
Who has such a wicked heart to want to ruin me."
Du Feiyang rubbed his nose. It seemed to be this group of people. They loved to brag, exaggerating their meager abilities tenfold. A bunch of big mouths.
With so many people saying it, and the media adding fuel to the fire, it turned into this.
"Then you better be careful. I'll find some bodyguards to protect you later. What will I do if you get kidnapped?"
Xie Sui immediately took it seriously. Hong Kong was very chaotic in this era. If he were truly kidnapped, his death would be in vain.
"I won't be polite with you, Young Master Du. Sigh, who told me to be so outstanding? It's also quite annoying."
Du Feiyang laughed, "You! They say people from the mainland are modest, but I don't see a shred of it in you."
Xie Sui said, "Modesty depends on whom you're talking to. If I told you, Young Master Du, that I have no skills, would I have had the chance to meet you? Being high-profile is for better low-profile."
Du Feiyang cursed with a smile, "Stop showing off your knowledge and go meet these racers."
These young masters would certainly not go down to play themselves. Of course, there were brave ones, but most would become headlines. The mortality rate in racing was very high.
They would select good racers and gamble with others. Some even kept a fixed team of people and cars specifically for this line of work. Each race involved millions in bets, enough to drive many people mad.
"The one in black is A Fei. His record is the best. The one in red is the newly emerging A Hao. He's very arrogant, but his skills are good.
The one in white is A Long. He's an old racer, and his temperament is relatively stable. He wins or loses about half the time."
Du Feiyang introduced them one by one. Xie Sui wasn't interested in people; he stared at the cars. In his previous life, he had personally participated in racing for a period. To drive well, one had to understand their ride intimately.
He also had to guard against sabotage, and he always inspected the cars himself.
He had heard people say that at extreme speeds, one could see things that were usually invisible. A mystical explanation was that one could see past and present lives. Xie Sui didn't see any past lives, but he did send himself to the hospital. Fortunately, he didn't lose his life or end up disabled.
He Mengchao laughed heartily, "A'Sui, stop pretending. You can't possibly understand. Is there racing in the mainland?"
"There are few cars, let alone racing. Are you just here for the novelty?"
These people were all prejudiced against the mainland, as if people from the mainland lived like primitive people. Xie Sui said, "The way you speak can easily get you into trouble. You have no right to speak without understanding the truth of the matter. Why don't you come with me to the mainland another day and see for yourself? Seeing is believing.
I understand your current arrogance. It's just following others' opinions. In less than ten years, you'll feel how naive what you're saying now is."
Someone was unhappy. "Hick, what are you so proud of? You think you can lecture me? Kneel down and beg for mercy..."
"Bang!"
Xie Sui punched the person, sending him to the ground. Of course, it wasn't He Mengchao or his group. It was some show-off who appeared out of nowhere!
"That grandson's belt wasn't tied properly, and you were exposed? You brat, trying to step on me to get ahead, don't you even look at whether you have the ability!
Now, you kneel down and apologize to me!"
The young masters were all surprised. Xie Sui was this dominant?
"If you have the guts, kill me. Make me apologize..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xie Sui punched him hard in the face. A stubborn mouth usually meant one hadn't been beaten enough. Brother Xie taught him how to behave.
It had been a long time since he had fought anyone. Xie Sui was getting more and more addicted to fighting. The poor young man was like a sandbag, unable to fight back against him.
"No way, A'Sui, you're amazing! Do you know who this person is?"
"Who?"
"He's fought in underground boxing matches and is quite well-known. What's his name? A Kun. A'Sui actually beat him so badly he couldn't retaliate. He's got some real skills."
Du Feiyang was very proud. "The friends I make are naturally extraordinary. Don't look down on people just because they're from the mainland. Kung fu from the mainland is very powerful. Wing Chun, Shaolin, Tai Chi... My old man still practices them."
"Can that be the same?"
"I'm sorry, I was wrong."
While they were talking, this scoundrel finally couldn't take it anymore. He looked refined and like a pretty boy, but his fists were so heavy. Every blow hit his vital points, and he was almost crippled by him.
He had no choice but to surrender. It was better than dying.
Xie Sui spat, "What kind of trash are you? Get lost!"
Did they really think he was easy to bully, that anyone could come and step on him?
"Alright, A'Sui, calm down. We're here for the race, don't mind these insignificant people."
Xie Sui said, "I hate people like this who are incapable but talk nonsense. What's wrong with the mainland? We're all descendants of Yan and Huang. Do you dare say you're not Chinese? These people who don't even recognize their ancestors, I'll beat every one I see."
Du Feiyang felt that he was indirectly scolding all of them.
"Race, race!"
Xie Sui continued to examine the cars. The racers were all very arrogant. "Be careful, don't touch anything randomly."
They had already inspected the cars themselves and didn't dare let Xie Sui touch them, in case he tried something.
Xie Sui said to the young man named A Fei, "Your brakes have been tampered with. Didn't you check?"
A Fei didn't believe him. "Impossible. I checked them before starting."
Xie Sui said, "There's a small crack in the brake oil line. I can smell gasoline. It looks fine now, but when you get on the road, the oil line will leak faster, until the brakes fail."
A Fei broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly crouched down to check. It was indeed true. He said gratefully, "Thank you. You saved my life."
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A Fei said, "My girlfriend is waiting for me to marry her, and she wants a large dowry. It's worth the risk for her."
He's still a romantic. Xie Sui quite liked this young man. "Are you interested in being my driver? Come to the hotel tomorrow, and we'll talk in detail."
Xie Sui handed him a business card with his name and the hotel's phone number. He had no choice; he didn't have his own office, and thus no phone number.
"A Fei, are you still racing or not?"
Xie Sui said, "Replace the oil line. Do you have a spare?"
"Yes, I do."
A Fei said, "Of course, we're racing. Whoever says they won't race is a coward. Wait a moment, I'm fixing my car."
The opponent was the one named A Hao, who had a smug and arrogant expression, as if afraid others wouldn't know he was an idiot.
He had a woman in his arm, who was hot, seductive, and beautiful. She walked over and said, "You're fixing your car now? What a joke!"
"What's it to you? The time hasn't come yet. I like fixing cars, what business is it of yours?"
A Fei wasn't a pushover either; he was even more arrogant.
A Hao scoffed, "You don't even have a woman, and you dare call yourself a racer? Go back and drink milk."