Hundred Times Income Multiplier System

Chapter 20 Crazy Drive

?Jack drove the Bentley on the road. He had made sure to choose the roads that were free of traffic. In this way, although he was driving at an incredible speed.

George began overcoming his fear and feeling the thrill going crazy while driving. Although he wasn't the one that was driving the car, at least he could enjoy the thrill of being in the passenger seat while seeing how things blurred as they passed them.

Even as George enjoyed how Jack drove the car, and how fast is a Bentley Continental GT was, he didn't forget to think about the cause of his drop out of racing.

Who clinched his fists as he thought to himself, 'Although I'm not the one going to compete with you, there's someone who's even crazier than I when it comes to driving. Let me see how you're going to deal with this now.' Even he thought of this, who shifted his attention to Jack who was driving the car like it was something simple.

One had to know that a Bentley Continental GT was a sports car. It can't be driven like all the other normal cars. In other terms, one had to be very experienced in driving so that he or she could drive the car at such a high speed on the highways.

Jack don't drink too much of his driving skills as he was now going to complete the task that he was assigned to by the system so that he could get the professional driving skill fully.

True to Jack's estimation, they arrived at Mount Bright after thirty minutes of driving. In other words they had arrived at the scene when it was already 6:15 pm.

George showed Jack the way to the parking area of those who were going to participate in the racing competition. After all, not all those that came to Mount Bright work going to participate in the competition.

They were those who came just for fun, or those who came for betting. There was another group of people who came to support their favorite drivers. And not to forget the group of people who came here with the aim of making connections with the rich second generation that come here race.

Upon seeing the Bentley Continental GT, the people in the crowd began making the wild guesses of who the owner of the car was. According to what they knew, all the rich second generation of Inchoate city had already arrived at the scene.

"Do you think you can guess who the owner of that car is?"

"Why don't you go ahead and do the guessing?"

"Am I supposed to guess Who the owner is when I can clearly see that this car is newly bought and it hasn't been a week since it was purchased. Furthermore, from my location there's no way that I can see who the driver is."

"I'm sitting right next to you, then how do you expect me to guess who the person driving the car is when I can't see him either?"

"Hahaha I can already guess that there's a new person in our city. Maybe he's from another city and he has come here to have fun."

"Hey don't make wild guesses yet, you may not know who will be coming out of the car after it stops. It may be an old geezer who is here to cause trouble."

"Perhaps that's your dad and that's why you are so sure about it."

"Can you guys be serious? Since when did old men start to fancy sports cars?"

"Hehe, you're right."

As the fans and the betting maniacs began making their own speculations about who the new owner of the car was, the well known rich second generation began making their way towards the parking lot.

They were obviously curious about this newcomer. After Jack parked the car, he dismounted it alongside George.

George was already familiar with this place and so, he began introducing Jack to what was supposed to be done or where he had to go if he needed something.

The handsome appearance Jack immediately caught the eyes of the young ladies who had come here with their own aims.

"Wow! What a handsome guy!"

"Do you think he can accept me to be his girlfriend?"

"Look at yourself in the mirror before asking such a question."

"Yeah, that's right. Furthermore, do you even know if he has a girlfriend?"

"It doesn't matter, I can be his side chick."

"Bah, you're not qualified to compete with me. Only I can be his side chick."

"Get lost, if not for your thick make-up, am sure that you wouldn't dare to be so thick skinned."

"Mike, me and you, we're done. I am going to look for that Mr handsome to marry me."

"Faith, aren't we already engaged?"

"You and who? I didn't accept the engagement. Here's your ring."

"But you accepted my proposal back then."

"I was muddleheaded back then."

"Hahaha, Mike, you've just been dumped by your girlfriend for a man that she's never seen before. Look at my girlfriend here, she didn't do something like-."

"Hey Sam, from this moment on, just like she did, am dumping you as well."

"A-are you serious?"

"Hahaha"

The crowd of young ladies had already began discussing who will be married by Jack. This immediately attracted the envious gazes of their admirers and dark faces of their boyfriends.

Jack, who was just meeting the second generation of Inchoate city didn't know that he had just caused the hearts of many boys to be broken or that he had just attracted the hatred of most of the boys.

"Look who it is, isn't this George? I didn't know that you'd be rich after leaving." A sarcastic voice echoed from the small crowd of the rich second generation youths.

Jack looked at the group of young ladies and young men in front of him. They were draped in the recent fashion branded clothing and accessories. Since it was summer, there were some that had left parts of their skins exposed, mostly girls.

Most of these youths were at the age of seventeen to twenty five. And, twenty five was the highest that the group would accept, but even so, the younger ones mostly interacted amongst themselves.

"Young master Ismael, long time no see." George replied. Although he tried to keep calm, Jack could see that George was angry. He wondered what was going on. But, he could still link all of this to George's retirement from racing.

"Humph, I thought that you won't be participating in racing again." As he spoke, he got to the front from behind the small crowd.

He had short hair that was dyed yellow. He was wearing a branded trouser with a branded t-shirt. His handsomeness rating would be at 87. With his bulky body, it was obvious that he was building it by visiting a gym.

He was Ismael Cruz. A member of the Cruz family in Inchoate city. The Cruz family was one of the five biggest families found in Inchoate city.

In Inchoate city, there were six families that led in business and assets in the city. The first five were Cruz, Radvon, Faroe, Gitor and Sopona. These five families had almost the same assets and their competition was intense.

Of course, although they were competing, it wasn't to the extend that they were enemies. Although they were competing, their younger generation were always hanging out together.

Then, there was a family that, just like Alfonso family in Crystal city, had the most influence in Inchoate city. It was the Raymond family. Most of the time, it was referred to as the overlord of Inchoate city.

? Currently, all the members of the five big families were present. There were others from smaller families as compared to the big five, but they had assets worth at least a hundred million.

From how Jack could see, it seemed that George and this Ismael had a history. But, he wasn't going to get involved as long as nothing overboard happened.

"Am not here to race. It's my boss that's here to participate in the race." George replied with a proud voice. Even as he spoke, his nose was pointed to the sky subconsciously.

The group of youths immediately stared at Jack and began scrutinizing him. From Jack's casual clothes, they couldn't find anything special about him apart from his handsome face.

But, they knew that he wasn't someone simple considering the fact that he could afford to purchase the Bentley Continental GT. It was worth close to ten million.

"Hello, I am William Faroe," a handsome youth stepped forward and stretched his hand to greet Jack.

"Hello, am Jack," Jack greeted back. His introduction simply mentioned his name and didn't mention what family he came from.

William's intention of mentioning his family name was so that Jack could introduce his family, so that they could know where he came from.

But, since Jack didn't introduce his background, William was forced to ask. "What family are you from?"

Jack knew that this would happen. But all the same, he wouldn't use the name of the family that never treated him as part of them. So, he simply shook his head and said, "Am sorry but I can say anything about that."

Upon hearing this, the crowd of youths immediately had their brows raised with interest. If a person could afford the car and couldn't mention his background, could he be a member of one of those hidden families?

They were immediately interested with Jack's background. But, since he couldn't say anything about it, they decided not to ask for now. After all, they thought that as long as they got his trust, they would know.

"Okay then. George said that you're here to race. I guess that you're a professional." William immediately changed the topic.

"Nah, am just a beginner," Jack replied. This answer made George, who was standing beside him proudly while seeing the rich second gen of the city greeting his boss respectfully, nearly rolled his eyes.

'What beginner? If you're a beginner, then there are no drivers in the world!' he thought to himself.

"Well…." William was stumped on what to say next.

"Hello Jack, am Anderson Gitor. You're here just at the right time, we're going to have our weekly race. The final prize is five million. You wanna join?" Upon seeing that William couldn't speak anymore, a youth with brown eyes, shoulder length black hair and handsomeness rating of 90 spoke.

When Jack heard about the prize, he was immediately excited. With the system's multiplier, he would get five hundred million, just enough for him to stabilize the grocery department.

He was just about to reply when an arrogant voice came from the side, "There's no need for him to participate. He has never participated in a race before."