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Chapter 104 - 098 "The Unworthy Triumphant

Chapter 104: Chapter 098 "The Unworthy Triumphant

Yun Mountain was located thirty kilometers southeast of Hanghu. It had once been a barren hill but, due to its beautiful scenery, a few years ago it was developed by a wealthy businessman into a tourist attraction. However, the number of visitors coming for sightseeing was not substantial, and it couldn’t be compared with West Lake at all.

Because of the sparse number of visitors, the hotels and restaurants in Yun Mountain’s tourism area had closed down one after another. The government-funded, high-standard, serpentine mountain road constructed for high speed traffic was left vacant and eventually became a dedicated racing track for the underground racing community of Jiangnan.

Two years ago, after Nanqinghong made a high-profile entrance into Hanghu, they spotted the business opportunity and acquired Yun Mountain’s tourist attractions and the hotels and restaurants at the foot of the mountain at a low price. On the surface, they were operating the tourism business, but in reality, they were organizing underground races to rake in a fortune through betting.

In September, although the temperature in Hanghu still remained above thirty degrees, it had entered autumn. By just before 8 p.m., the sky had completely darkened.

At eight o’clock, the Yunjing Hotel at the foot of Yun Mountain was brightly lit, with its parking lot filled with numerous cars, mostly sports cars.

The racing enthusiasts didn’t turn off their engines but instead left their headlights on. The lights illuminated the surroundings brightly, as if it were daytime.

Apart from the sports cars, there were also many luxury cars parked there. The owners of these cars were wealthy individuals from Jiangnan and the surrounding provinces. They had only one purpose in coming here: to bet on car races—depending on the odds offered by the bookmaker Nanqinghong, they would place bets on certain racers. If the racer they bet on won, Nanqinghong would pay out according to the odds.

In order to provide top-notch services to these wealthy patrons, Qiao Bazhi, the recently appointed head of Nanqinghong Hanghu Branch, had put a lot of thought into it. He transformed Yunjing Hotel into a club that provided food, accommodation, and company of car models for overnight stays.

Besides that, he had also remodeled the top floor into a grand hall, featuring a huge monitor that would provide the odds for each racer and race information at all times.

The so-called race information meant that the bookmaker had cameras set up in various places along the track, and the betting guests could follow the race progress through the videos recorded by the cameras, deciding whether to continue to place more bets.

This was similar to ’in-play betting’ or ’live betting’ found in football betting.

"It looks like we’ll need to find a way to invite the two racing kings over to make a guest appearance in the race to boost our reputation and attract more wealthy people to come here for gambling on our races."

Inside an office at Yunjing Hotel, Feng Kai, the former manager of CC Bar, looked at the top floor hall’s less than half-full occupancy, pondering thoughtfully.

Because he was sufficiently shrewd, Feng Kai had miraculously come out unscathed during the Dong hai Gang’s retribution operation, becoming one of the few surviving middle-management members of Nanqinghong Hanghu Branch.

After Lin Ao Feng arrived in Hanghu, he organized a meeting and reassigned him to Yun Mountain, putting him in charge of the underground racing operations, essentially elevating his position and status within Nanqinghong Hanghu Branch—the underground racing at Yun Mountain was one of the most lucrative illegal businesses of the Branch!

In such circumstances, it was only natural that Feng Kai wanted to do something to make a lasting impression on Lin Ao Feng.

"Manager Feng, please rest assured, I will immediately instruct people to manage this matter," replied a woman dressed in a professional suit at once. She had been a car model and was now Feng Kai’s assistant and lover.

"Mhm," Feng Kai nodded, then recalling the instructions Lin Ao Feng had given him over the phone, he asked, "Has Xie Kun arrived yet?"

"Beep beep..."

Before Feng Kai’s assistant could reply, her walkie-talkie chimed in, and the voice of a staff member from Yunshan Underground Racing Track came through, "Miss Jiang, Mr. Xie has arrived and is expected to reach the parking lot in five minutes."

"Received." The woman, Jiang Li, acknowledged, then told Feng Kai, "Manager Feng, Xie Kun will arrive at the parking lot in five minutes."

"Let’s go, follow me down to greet him." Upon hearing this, Feng Kai immediately headed out of the office.

Jiang Li hurried after him, hesitated for a moment, and asked with confusion, "Manager Feng, although Xie Kun might be a fool with lots of money, surely he isn’t worth you personally going down to greet him, is he?"

"Remember, from today onwards, Xie Kun will become one of the most important guests of Yunshan Underground Racing Track." Feng Kai paused slightly in his steps and said solemnly, "His sister Xie Yin is now Young Master Lin’s woman."

"Eh..."

Hearing Feng Kai’s words, Jiang Li was stunned, and then her face showed a mix of envy, jealousy, and resentment.

Even though both Xie Yin and she had taken the ’spread legs’ route, it was clear that Xie Yin was on a much higher and classier level than she was.

Five minutes later, as Feng Kai emerged from the hotel with his assistant Jiang Li, Xie Kun arrived at the parking lot in his flamboyant Koenigsegg.

Seeing the Koenigsegg pull up, Feng Kai quickly led his assistant to greet them.

Hmm?

The surrounding racing enthusiasts who witnessed this scene couldn’t help but be taken aback.

In their minds, even if Xie Kun was racing against Su Jindi tonight, it didn’t justify the new owner of Yunshan Racing Track, Feng Kai, to personally come down with his assistant to welcome him, did it?

After all, in their memory, even core members of the Shanghai-Hangzhou Super Car Club attending a race never received such treatment, and Xie Kun, in terms of driving skill or status, was nothing more than a bottom-rung member in the club!

Inside the Koenigsegg, Xie Kun saw Feng Kai approaching his car with his assistant, and he was beyond excited.

The excitement was because he not only guessed that Feng Kai and his assistant were there to greet him, but he also knew the reason why—on the way here, Xie Yin had texted him, saying she hooked up with a new man named Lin Ao Feng who was very powerful, a veritable Crown Prince of the Southern Huaxia Underground World. The former Hanghu underworld leader Qiao Bazhi didn’t even qualify to carry Lin Ao Feng’s bag!

Xie Kun didn’t understand what the identity of the Crown Prince of the Southern Huaxia Underground World meant, nor how significant it was that someone was too high-status for even Qiao Bazhi to serve.

But he knew one thing: he no longer had to act timidly in front of all the pampered rich kids, including Su Jindi!

At least... not tonight!

At that moment, recalling what his sister Xie Yin had mentioned in her text message and watching Feng Kai and his assistant stand respectfully in front of his car, waiting for him to alight like servants awaiting their master, Xie Kun felt a surge of excitement, almost bursting into triumphant laughter.

Shortly after, amidst the anticipation of Feng Kai and his assistant, and under the puzzled gazes of the surrounding wealthy young heirs, Xie Kun opened the car door and stepped out of the vehicle.

In this moment, she was like a chicken transformed into a phoenix, holding her head high in pride, with lips almost arching to the sky.

"Hello, Mr. Xie, Young Master Lin called to say he’ll be coming tonight with Miss Xie to watch your race," Feng Kai said.

Although Xie Kun’s smug expression somewhat irked Feng Kai, he was well aware of the saying "when one man prospers, all his friends benefit." Consequently, he kept his disdain hidden and instead bowed slightly to greet Xie Kun, exhibiting extreme deference.

"My sister already told me."

Seeing Feng Kai’s subservience, Xie Kun felt an exhilaration that exceeded even that of conquering a woman he desired; he acknowledged Feng Kai’s greeting with a slight nod, while smugly observing the wealthy young heirs around him.

Those heirs, who were standing too far away to hear Feng Kai’s words, did witness Feng Kai’s bow, which left them astonished as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight, filling their minds with a burning question: Why was Feng Kai so courteous to Xie Kun?

"Mr. Xie, there’s still some time before your race. How about you rest in the club for a while?" Feng Kai suggested.

"No need, I’m fine right here," Xie Kun shook his head, unwilling to miss an opportunity to flaunt his newfound status in front of the elites.

Having been seasoned in society for many years, Feng Kai was not only adept at adapting to various roles but also excellent at reading people. He instantly recognized Xie Kun’s intentions and smiled, "In that case, Mr. Xie, I’ll head back to the club to take care of some things and come back later to accompany you, shall I?"

"Sure."

Xie Kun agreed promptly; after all, having Feng Kai around would somewhat inconvenience his boasting.

Upon Xie Kun’s nod, Feng Kai no longer wasted time, promptly taking Jiang Li with him to leave.

Meanwhile, the members of the Shanghai-Hangzhou Super Car Club, like cats that had smelled fish, began to gravitate towards Xie Kun.

"Xie Kun, it’s been ages since we last met! Who would have thought you would change overnight, now even Manager Feng has to show you great respect," said one of the heirs, teasingly.

"Indeed, I wouldn’t believe it if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes," another heir chimed in, "Xie Kun, why is Manager Feng so polite to you?"

Whoosh!

The second heir voiced everyone’s thoughts, and as his words fell, almost all heirs turned their attention to Xie Kun, awaiting his answer.

Facing all those curious and expectant gazes, Xie Kun couldn’t be more thrilled.

He held his head high, scrutinizing the wealthy young heirs who once looked down on him, as if a boss inspecting his inferiors, and said indifferently, "You will find out soon enough."

"Xie Kun, why the big show?"

Seeing Xie Kun putting on airs, a member of the Shanghai-Hangzhou Super Car Club with close ties to Su Jindi couldn’t hide his displeasure and sneered, "If I’m not mistaken, it must be because your sister opened her legs for someone important, right?"

"You better keep your damn mouth shut!" Xie Kun glared at the young heir, uttering each word chillingly, "Otherwise, you might have to leave here horizontally tonight!"

"You..."

The enraged heir surnamed Wang Wei wanted to retort, but recalling Feng Kai’s deferential attitude towards Xie Kun earlier, he suspected Xie Kun wasn’t bluffing and swallowed his words.

"Don’t believe me? Just try," Xie Kun stared back menacingly. He wouldn’t mind teaching these arrogant heirs a lesson before Su Jindi arrived.

The rebuffed heir left with a look of embarrassment, and although the others disapproved of Xie Kun’s smug behavior, they refrained from provoking him until they understood the reason behind his arrogance.

At the same time.

At the doorstep of Yunshan Club, Jiang Li couldn’t help but say, "Manager Feng, that Xie Kun is really full of himself, isn’t he?"

"When one person gains power, even his pets rise to heaven,"

As Manager Feng looked at Xie Kun surrounded by the heirs like stars around the moon, he said, "As long as Young Master Lin hasn’t discarded Xie Yin as a plaything, Xie Kun has every right to be arrogant in Jiangnan and indeed, all of Southern Huaxia."

"Based on what you’ve said, will Su Family’s second young master end up in tragedy tonight?" Jiang Li felt a stirring of interest, remembering the bet between Su Jindi and Xie Kun.

"If the young fellow is willing to play second fiddle to Xie Kun, he’ll have no trouble," Feng Kai’s eyes flickered with insight, "However... with his defiant nature, I’m afraid that’s not going to happen."

"If that’s the case, then he’s doomed to tragedy,"

As they spoke, a strong mix of envy and jealousy welled up within Jiang Li, considering that if one must be a mistress, then being one for someone like Xie Yin would not be in vain. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast a vote for recommendation and Monthly Ticket, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to continue reading.)