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Yitian's complexion changed, he didn't expect Han Yu to see through him at a glance, and even exposed him.
"Really? You beat my daughter's young life with your life!" Qin Xianqin became angry instantly.
Han Yu's eyes moved slightly. At this moment, he saw the traces of the mother's halo on Qin Xianqin's body.
"One million more!" Yitian said with difficulty.
"Deal!" Qin Xianqin responded mysteriously.
This scene shocked Han Yu deeply, how could there be such a person? Can you come to an agreement with the murderer? Only in exchange for their own interests.
"Do you think this is worthy of your daughter?"
"I'm sorry! Yitian will die!" Qin Xianqin said disapprovingly.
Han Yu didn't talk anymore, anyway? He didn't bother to take care of it anymore. In short, it really had nothing to do with Liu Qiang, and he didn't wrong anyone.
In the afternoon of that day, the result of this matter was resolved under the negotiation between the two.
Yitian even committed suicide by taking poison directly, which seemed to draw an end to this matter.
Han Yu's courtyard house.
Once again, Liu Zhong brought his son Liu Qiang to thank him.
"Actually, this matter has little to do with me, and you are the one who cleans up." Han Yu replied truthfully.
"Mr. Han, in fact, I came to Jintian. Thanking you is not the main purpose. My main purpose is to hope that you can compete with us!" Liu Qiang directly knelt down on one knee.
His bow moved all the sc club members behind him to kneel down on one knee. ,
This scene is like many knights bowing down to their king.
"Sorry, I really don't have time to play with cars!" Han Yu refused with a smile.
"Mr. Han, we are also honoring our country! We Huaguo have never won a racing championship!" Liu Qiang said emotionally.
"When? If I'm free, I can consider going!" Han Yu hesitated for a moment, but agreed.
"At the end of the year is the second-level competition! However, there will be a third-level competition in country h at the end of this month. If Mr. Han is free, he can participate with us. The prize money of the Li Binji Cup is very rich. Although the competition level is not high, but because of the high The prize money still attracts top racing drivers from all over the world!" Liu Qiang said so.
Han Yu was stunned. He didn't expect these rich second generations to try to participate in the second-level race. You must know that the first professional racing driver did not appear until two thousand years ago in Huaguo in his previous life.
After all, racing is a very expensive sport, and Formula One is one of the three major sports events in the world.
Perhaps it would be good to train a Formula One driver from now on.
Han Yu had already conceived the idea of ??forming a racing team.
"Okay!" Han Yu responded.
Liu Qiang and the others were very excited and cheered collectively. Then they saw that the faces of the old people in the Han family courtyard were not good-looking, so they left one after another.
"Han Yu! You are capable! As a businessman, you first fought with others, and now you have to drive a racing car. Will you go to the Olympics someday?" Father Han trembled angrily.
"Don't go! Racing is a very dangerous sport. Middle-aged people like you, who are old and young, are not suitable for competition!" Mother Han also firmly objected.
Han Yu smiled embarrassingly. Indeed, he is not too young, so he said: "How about it! I won't participate in the competition at the end of the year, but let me participate in one!"
"Don't use your hobbies to challenge other people's careers!" Father Han said, patting his thigh.
"Dad! I am announcing to the world that Huaguo also has professional racing drivers and teams!" Han Yu said with a smile.
Father Han was silent. It is true that the best quality of Chinese people is to talk about national honor. It is a kind of innate enthusiasm that will trigger a grand occasion where the collective blood of 1.3 billion people boils together.
"Only this once!" Father Han responded
Two days later.
Seven o'clock in the morning, funeral home.
Outside the Peony Hall.
Han Yu accompanied Qi Xiu, the store manager, and the store staff to enter the farewell hall to bid farewell to Qi Xiu's parents.
The door of Peony Hall opened.
Just as the group of people wanted to enter, they heard the funeral staff who opened the door shout: "Please let Mr. Yi's family members enter the hall to say goodbye!"
Han Yu and his party were immediately stunned.
"Wait! The first farewell in the Peony Hall?Did I decide? "The store manager directly opened his arms to block the door and asked.
"Sorry, you are the second match!" The staff looked at the store manager indifferently.
"I ordered the first match, but why did it become the second match!" The store manager was a little angry.
"Because you didn't pay me! Please step aside!" At this moment, a cold voice sounded.
The owner of the voice is an uncle about 50 years old. He speaks with a very strong official accent, and his temperament looks like a big boss.
Han Yu guessed at a glance that this man should be Yiyun's uncle, and the one who forcibly occupied the farewell hall of Qixiu's parents should be Yitian who committed suicide by taking medicine.
However, he was a little surprised that he didn't look at Evian.
"I won't let it go! Obviously I ordered it first!" The store manager didn't give in at all.
"I'll give you ten seconds to get the hell out of here now, if you want to force yourself to stay, I'll burn you and my elder brother, just as my elder brother lacks a servant!" Yiyun's uncle said coldly.
The store manager's scalp tingled when he heard it. It was really embarrassing to hear such words, and he didn't reply yet.
Then I heard the sound of countdown.
Han Yu squinted at Yiyun's uncle, but did not speak. He really wanted to see what Yiyun's uncle could do.
"three, two, one!"
Following the vicious countdown, Yiyun's uncle said in a deep voice: "Come on, bring this group of people in and kneel in front of my elder brother, and then send them to die together!"
"Yes! Uncle Yihai!"
Soon two rows of security guards rushed out and pushed Han Yu and his party directly into the Peony Pavilion.
Immediately afterwards, all the relatives and friends of Yijia poured in.
Han Yu glanced briefly, there were about four or five hundred people, and this battle was indeed not small.
At this moment, Yiyun pushed his father's coffin into the Peony Pavilion.
"Let these people kneel and see off my eldest brother!" Yihai ordered.
Before the bodyguards could make a move, Yiyun directly put down the half-pushed coffin cart and rushed towards the group of bodyguards, "Stop it!"
"Evian! Your dad is going to hit something!" Yihai exclaimed.
Evian quickly turned back and grabbed the coffin cart to prevent his father from colliding with the flower bed.
"You boy! What are you doing?" Yihai said angrily.
"Uncle! What are you doing? Do you know who you are arresting? Han Yu, Mr. Han!" Yiyun felt a desolation on his back, and the cold sweat behind him was born in an instant.
"Han Yu!" Yihai followed Yiyun's line of sight to see Han Yu, and was immediately scared.
"Mr. Han! I'm sorry, why are you here?" Yiyun asked with lingering fear. Fortunately, his bodyguards didn't do anything. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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