After the poor daughter was exposed: bigwigs from all walks of life went crazy

Chapter 332: China Cup Champion Birth

The scene of the sprint and the final kill was played on the big screen in a loop, and everyone's scalp tingled and they remembered the legendary female racing god: "Mister"

At this year's NASCAR Summer Finals, Mist relied on this amazing wall drift to successfully reverse the outcome with an advantage of half a car body, winning the title of God of Drivers. His amazing performance has won him hundreds of millions of fanatical fans around the world.

And now, a new female driver from their country Z has just made a name for herself. Not only has she turned the tide and made up for the disadvantage of her starting position, she has also achieved wall drifting quality that is not inferior to Mist!

"Fuck, am I not seeing things? Divine skills reappear in the world!"

"Shen Shu is on his way to becoming a god! Our Country Z's automotive world is truly on the rise!"

"Hey buddy, pinch me. Am I dreaming? A high school girl not only outran Shang Jie, but can also drift against the wall?"

"..."

No one had ever thought that they would be able to witness such a miraculous operation in their lifetime. After the deathly silence, there was a flood of screams and cheers.

Faced with this historic moment, the whole audience was boiling with excitement. Many audience members were moved to tears, waving their arms and shouting "Shen Shu" loudly.

Being in it, you can even feel the ground beneath your feet shaking slightly.

Xia Siyu and others deeply understood what Lu Bai once said: "No one can fail to fall in love with Shen Shu after watching her car race."

The members of the Baituo team hugged each other and cheered excitedly. Song Zhen's eyes were filled with tears of joy. At this moment, he knew better than anyone that the era of Shen Shu was coming, and the world of racing would also usher in a new king.

In the VIP box with an excellent view, Yan Siyi, who was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window watching the game, slowly stood up with a look of shock.

He had suspected Shen Shu's identity for a long time, and at this moment his suspicions were completely confirmed.

Yan Siyi raised his right arm, facing the setting sun. The Gothic tattoo on his arm was complex yet concise: "To the eternal light, Mist."

As fate would have it, the light he had been chasing for so long had already illuminated him.

In the cockpit, Shen Shu closed his eyes tiredly and felt the overwhelming cheers coming from all directions.

The adrenaline rush wore off, and the pain of the wound tearing open again immediately invaded her limbs and bones. But she seemed to be unaware of the pain, and instead smiled with relief.

"Master, look, I won. I got a ticket to Tokyo Station."

"I really did what you said about your next life."

Shang Jie stared in astonishment and surprise as Shen Shu got out of the car, and waved calmly to greet the thousands of people who were chasing him.

He remembered what Shen Shu had said before the game. She wasn't kidding, she really was Mister...

Shen Shu's rise made Shang Jie, who had been on a smooth growth path, feel unprecedented confusion and anxiety.

His position in the domestic auto industry and the Hongmeng brand will be severely damaged, and Baituo will re-enter the domestic auto market...

The most disastrous thing is that Mist shows up in real life, and what kind of Waterloo will her sister Shang Yunxi, who impersonated her, face in her life?

Song Huaizhi looked at Shen Shu, who was full of vigor and vitality, on the field with confused eyes, realizing that the girl who would smile shyly at him was gone forever.

The feeling of regret kept tugging at his heart. If he had not gone to cancel the engagement, would he still be standing beside her now?

Feng Jingwen, standing next to her, was pale, her hands shaking uncontrollably. She had just seen the tournament director, whom she had spent a fortune to get in touch with, being taken away by SWAT officers in a police car!

This was definitely Shen Shu's work. The fact that he knew the Chief Executive of Hong Kong was enough to show that the forces behind him were extremely powerful.

Then, wouldn't her hiring someone to beat someone up also be...

Thinking of this, Feng Jingwen could no longer sit still. She hurriedly took out her mobile phone and booked the next flight back to Beijing.

As long as she returned to her own territory, even if these things were traced back to her, her family would find a way to cover her up.

Qin Qiwei and her assistant watched all this in stunned silence, and ran away in shame before the award ceremony even started.

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Despite the meticulous planning of the match, Shen Shu's gunshot wound on her side still tore a second time. Fortunately, the bleeding was light and the wound was small. Xu Heqing gave her a local anesthetic and sewed her up a few times.

Inside the P-room lounge, Shen Shu could faintly hear the sounds of the China Cup closing ceremony taking place outside. She had ten minutes left before going on stage to receive her award.

She locked the door and called Director Zhou.

"Shen Shu! You've worked so hard during this period. When will you return to Zheng City? I'll throw you a grand celebration party then!"

"We've already prepared exclusive interviews with various TV stations and announcements in newspapers and media for you. This time, you're truly going to become a nationally renowned sports star!"

Zhou Hang was very excited. He knew that he had not misjudged Shen Shu. Bringing Shen Shu on board was the most correct decision he had ever made in his political career!

Shen Shu curled her lips and smiled silently, without any excitement on her face. She lowered her voice and said, "Uncle Zhou, let's put these things aside."

"After recuperating over the next two days, I'll disappear from the country for a few days. I'm letting you know in advance, so there's no need to make a big fuss looking for me. I'll be back safely."

"Where...what are you going to do?" Director Zhou was stunned for a moment and could hear that something was wrong with her mood.

Shen Shu lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a light tone: "Nothing, just to settle a personal grudge."

"Do you want some help?"

"No, one person is enough."

-

Fireworks filled the sky, and seven fighter jets took off into the air, leaving behind endless rainbow smoke trails, performing a breathtaking aerial ballet.

"Let us welcome Shen Shu, the 2010 World Racing League - China Cup champion and the unprecedented and historic female racer, to the championship podium!"

The cheers were overwhelming, making everyone's scalps tingle. On the high platform, Shen Shu waved his arms, watching everything with moving eyes.

"Congratulations, Shen Shu, for completing the unfinished regret of your previous life."

Shen Shu never imagined that the person who would present the award to her would be Wen Ci'an. As they shook hands, they exchanged a meaningful smile.

Amidst flowers and cheers, Shen Shu held the trophy in one hand, raised his arm and clenched it into a fist, repeating the movements of raising and lowering it in a sonorous and powerful manner.

Seeing this, the audience in the stadium all shouted Shen Shu's name loudly and silently. The sound was so loud that it seemed to wake up the long-dormant Chinese automotive industry.

Shen Shu's eyes were red, tears welling up in her delicate almond-shaped eyes, movingly flowing down her cheeks and falling into the trophy in her arms.

At home in Qi County, father Shen Guojun and mother Zheng Wanhua watched the live broadcast on TV, hugged each other and cried bitterly.