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Chapter 527: Kong Zhandongs old rules
Chapter 527: Kong Zhandongs old rules
Chapter 527: Kong Zhandong's old rules
Obviously, the price paid for a while in the morning was the rampage in the car group last night, and the far less relaxed and comfortable-running run.
Almost all the way before entering Nancheng District, he was chasing frantically, and even when he reached Nancheng District, he didn’t stop for a while. If at this time in previous years, he might be drinking a cup of coffee in the old Jason’s shop and ordering a sandwich. rest.
After all, no one wants to stay in a small space for ten hours.
Job was surprised and walked towards Wei Sheng. Halfway through, he suddenly turned to ask Kong Zhandong, "Mr. Kong, is this lady your friend?"
How could Kong Zhandong lit a cigarette while leaning on the car body, raising his head to take a deep breath, and when the spit smoke was mixed in the cool air of the morning, he faintly responded, "I don't know."
Job nodded, turned around and smiled more eagerly, and shouted in the direction of Wei Sheng's vehicle, "Please follow me in."
Zhao Ye had already woken up while parking, and Wei Sheng took Jules and let her rest in the car.
On the way, Job introduced himself. The office was temporarily rented for the port game office building, which was the one that lined up at the window outside the door when they signed up yesterday.
As Job entered the first room on the far right of the first floor of the office building, there was only a desk, chair, and a hanger. The brazier was burning in the room. After Job entered the door, he took off his jacket and hung it on the hanger, and opened the desktop. Get on the heavy-weight computer, "Which one of you is the main driver and who is the co-pilot?"
"I'm the main driver." Wei Sheng put the last badge on the table and planned to turn around and leave.
"Please wait a moment, just answer a few questions from me, and you can collect your money after signing." Job hurriedly shouted.
Hearing this, Wei Sheng stood still, turned around and pulled up a chair to sit across the desk, "Then please hurry up, I just want to go back and rest now."
Job looked up at her in surprise, then went to look at Jules, "Is she the lead driver?" But seeing the black man nodded without any objection.
With a smile, Job took the badge and squeezed it, opened the drawer and threw it in. He looked at Wei Sheng and his eyes were bright, "Have you participated in professional training?"
Wei Sheng raised his eyebrows, "No."
"Have you joined any team?" Job asked, staring at the computer again, crackling something.
Wei Sheng frowned, "No." Naturally, she would not say that she has a motorcade, located in the Nanshan area of ??Chaonan City, Country Z.
But does receiving bonuses have anything to do with having participated in a team or having received professional training? It seems that there is no such requirement before the race. For example, professional racers are not allowed to participate in the race.
What's more, what can the few sentences of this routine inquiry prove?
"So how much do you know about professional teams?" Job asked with a smile.
Wei Sheng's eyes paused, and then he smiled clearly, "The purpose of the port race, is it to be responsible for recruiting members for the team?"
Job even looked at this young girl in surprise, because she was right.
The main purpose of the port race is to recruit members for other international teams. Their boss is a smart man. As early as a few years ago, they established this port race in Redwood City under the name of the world's top racer Frodman. , And cooperated with several large teams at the same time.
All bonuses come from the funding of those international teams, and every time a member is successfully recruited for the international team, they will also get rich returns.
Almost every year, they will send some fresh blood to those teams, and it is the well-connected connections of these teams that make the port race a stronghold in Redwood City.
Wei Sheng suddenly shook his head and smiled. Most of the recruiting work for the previous Keno team also originated from cooperation with local teams like Redwood City.
She didn't expect it at first.
Seeing Job's surprised look, Wei Sheng knew that he had guessed correctly, "Sorry, Mr. Job, I think I can just sign to take my bonus, as for the international team..."
Speaking of this, Wei Sheng suddenly paused, then took the pen and paper in front of Job and wrote a line on it, including his own phone number, "If there is news about this team in the future, Mr. Job can give I call, and I will pay you a generous payment."
Job took the note handed over by Wei Sheng in a daze, looking at the handwriting on it and frowned, "Keno Racing Team? Sorry, I haven't heard of this team..."
"Perhaps you will hear about it in the next two or three years. Can I sign now?" Wei Sheng asked with a smile while turning the signature pen in his hand.
Job looked at her suspiciously, and finally directly took out a receipt and handed it to Wei Sheng. The latter signed the name on it and received a full eight thousand dollars in payment. She stood up and weighed the banknotes in her hand. No need to do other verifications?"
The answer this time was from outside the door, speaking in Chinese, "If I personally admit that you arrived earlier than me, of course no other verification is needed."
When Wei Sheng turned his head, he saw Kong Zhandong leaning against the door, pinching a cigarette, his expression still a bit arrogant.
She smiled and got up, "Then thank you Mr. Kong."
Kong Zhandong walked into the room noncommittal, threw his cigarette **** into the brazier, and suddenly there was a crackle of flames.
Job hurriedly stood up and smiled in greeting, "Mr. Kong, as the second place in today's competition, do you still donate your prize money to the Redwood City Welfare Institute in accordance with the old rules?"
Kong Zhandong tapped his chin, "Old rules."
After saying that, he didn't say a word anymore, turned one hand in his pocket and left.
Seeing Kong Zhandong's stiff back, Wei Sheng smiled in surprise, and then moved to keep up. "Mr. Kong has donated all his racing prize money to the orphanage?"
Not surprisingly, Kong Zhandong still maintained his super high posture and did not answer Wei Sheng's question.
Wei Sheng put his hands in his trouser pockets carelessly.
In terms of love, it can also be viewed from a small perspective. A person who is willing to participate in the competition every year and donate bonuses to the orphanage will not have a bad character, plus Jules’ evaluation of it is integrity. Wei Sheng looked at Kong Zhandong a little at the moment.
"In my car, Mr. Huang calls and wants to see you." Just after the two got out, Kong Zhandong suddenly said without looking back.
"My car..." Wei Sheng wanted to say that his car could still drive, but when he looked up, there was his dilapidated Rolls Royce on the road.
At this moment, Zhao Ye was standing beside Kong Zhandong's car at a loss. Seeing Wei Sheng going out, Tan suddenly shook his head.
"Your car? Pull it away and scrap it."
On the cold port street with morning mist, Kong Zhandong mixed with malicious grunts came from the front.
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I'm sorry everyone. The editor temporarily explained important things to do. Today I can only get rid of these. I said last time that there won't be too many updates this month, but it will not be less than other articles. There will be a big explosion at the end of the month! Thanks for being considerate!