northernbook Chapter 379 Good seedlings, all in the bowl! !
Chapter 379 Good seedlings, all in the bowl! !
Arya heard her words, nodded, and followed Ji Cheng into the club.
The Crown person in charge was fully aware of the current changes in the club and took the initiative to introduce them to the two.
She introduced each place in great detail, and Ji Cheng nodded with satisfaction.
Arya had a blank expression on her face, but she was still somewhat happy. The words of the person in charge rang in her ears again.
"Arya, I've bought what you need. Do you want to go over and take a look?"
Arya, with a calm face, listened to the words of the person in charge, and a look of expectation flashed in her eyes, "Is it okay?"
The person in charge didn't understand what she said and responded with a smile, "Of course, it's your car—"
Arya was obviously stunned when she heard this. No one in the clubs she had been to had ever said that it was her car. They all said that it was the car she used.
Ji Cheng heard the conversation between the two and took the initiative to speak up, "Let's go, I want to see it too."
As soon as she spoke, the two of them stopped talking and followed her steps to find the location of the car.
The fiery red figure caught her eyes before it came close, and it was as if she couldn't help but feel her heart surge with excitement. The smooth car model and the ultimate appearance made her love it.
"Do you want to give it a try?" Ji Cheng asked.
Arya was stunned for a few seconds and nodded, not refusing.
Soon she changed into a professional racing suit and appeared on the track, with the fiery figure stagnating beside her.
Arya took a deep breath, opened the car door and got in. Looking at the familiar environment, she felt inexplicably calm.
She kept performing the movements she knew by heart, feeling the familiar feeling of her heartbeat rapidly rising. The car sped past with a roar and fell into Ji Cheng's ears.
Looking at the red racing car racing on the track, Ji Cheng nodded with satisfaction.
She has heard more than once that racing costs a lot of money, and this time she finally has the chance to spend some money herself.
But how can such a big club be run by Arya alone?
Good seedlings, all go into the bowl!! Don’t miss any one!
Arya drove two laps and ended the test drive with a high-speed drift. When she got out of the car, her hands were shaking, as if she couldn't believe it was real.
She looked up at Ji Cheng in the stands and waved her hand. The other party saw her gesture and smiled.
Soon Arya returned to the stands, her heart, which had not yet calmed down, was boiling again as she listened to Ji Cheng's words.
"You can drive the club's car as you like, there are no restrictions on this—"
"One more thing, are there any other racers like you around you?"
"You are welcome to recommend them to me. I am happy to accept them..."
Ji Cheng looked at Arya as he spoke, with some anticipation in his eyes.
But Arya remained silent. A racer like her? Not many people were brought down by dirty tricks over the years.
But she does know of one other person who is very talented, but it has been more than 10 years since her last match, and she is not sure if she is willing to return to the game.
Arya did not agree immediately, but promised Ji Cheng that she would recommend it to her if there was one.
Ji Cheng nodded without saying much. He chatted with the two about the club, and then prepared to leave after finishing his business.
Arya, wearing her racing suit, sat in the stands for a long time, looking at the fiery red car on the track, as if she had made some kind of decision.
An unknown fire surged in her heart, drowning, surrounding and engulfing her. She didn't understand where this emotion came from, but she had only one thought in her mind.
She will take revenge on those who have harmed her!
She will never let anyone go!
As for the good candidate that Ji Cheng mentioned, she did have a candidate in mind. She changed her clothes and left the Crown Racing Club.
She came to a shabby auto repair shop, and the middle-aged woman working there saw her coming, but she didn't even raise her eyes or even try to say hello.
Arya stood there in silence until the woman finished the work in her hands, then she spoke.
"Long time no see, Mudley."
Her acquaintance with Mudley was just a coincidence. When she first started her racing career, Mudley helped her a lot.
Later she found out that Mudley was also a racing driver, but she no longer drove a race car. Her daughter had a type of cancer and needed a lot of money to buy medicine and stay in the hospital.
Mudli is a single mother. Every time I see her, her face is always full of fatigue.
Every time Arya won a prize in a competition, she would share her joy with Mudley. Mudley was also very happy for her and would secretly give her money to help her with her life.
But later she was framed and banned and Mudley said nothing but comforted her for a long time.
At that time, she didn't know that Mudley was forced to withdraw from the competition for this reason. She also felt that the other party didn't care about this matter or her as a friend.
Mudley did not make any excuses, but just looked at her leaving figure, silent for a long time, and finally calmed down and went back to work.
She had to work, her daughter needed her, that was her only concern, and apart from that, maybe Arya was her friend.
After that, the two fell into a cold war, and Arya never came to see Mudli again. Later, Arya learned from somewhere the reason why Mudli withdrew from the competition.
She ran to apologize to Mudley on a rainy night, and their relationship was reconciled.
The woman called Mudli washed the grease off her hands, casually took a cigarette from the table and handed it to her. Arya did not take it, but lowered her eyes to glance at it, then moved her gaze back to Mudli's face.
"I came to you this time to tell you that I will be back in the game in a week—"
After Arya finished speaking, Mudley paused while lighting her cigarette, smiled, and congratulated her from the bottom of her heart, "Congratulations."
Mudli's face was calm and expressionless, but she showed a smile that came from the heart, blessing her like a friend.
"How is your daughter's illness?" Arya asked.
Mudley shook off the ash from her cigarette and said in a hoarse voice, "Just like before, I'm still in good control."
There was a strange silence between the two. Mudris ignored the atmosphere and put out her cigarette. "Anything else? If not, I'll continue working—"
Arya looked at the escaping Mudli, and finally uttered the words that had been stuck in her throat for a long time.
"Mudley, are you willing to return to the game?"
——The Little Theatre of Thoughts
Arya: My good friend, here I come~
Ji Cheng: Good seedlings, all put into the bowl!!