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Chapter 35 - 35 35 Biker Gang!

35: Chapter 35 Biker Gang!

35: Chapter 35 Biker Gang!

Finally, the assessment had ended.

Tang Zhong was delighted, having secured a job meant he had established himself in Jianghai City.

Now all that remained was to find Jiangdong Group and Jiang Weiwei, then call off the engagement.

Upon leaving the building, Tang Zhong went to find his motorbike.

The interview had taken up most of his morning, and he was hungry.

He decided to head home first.

He inserted the key, and with a big kick, the motorbike roared to life and quickly sped out of the parking lot as if it was moving at the speed of light.

The elderly gatekeeper was sipping tea when suddenly he felt a roaring sound zoom past him.

Thinking someone might be stealing a bike, he hurriedly put on his glasses only to see nothing.

“I must be hearing things, getting old,” he muttered.

Meanwhile, Li Chuwen had already roughly reviewed Tang Zhong’s information, but she felt it necessary to share his past with the president.

After getting everything ready, she proceeded to the president’s office.

Knock, knock, knock.

She knocked on the door.

A cold voice came from inside.

“Come in.”

Li Chuwen pushed the door open.

The president’s office was incredibly luxurious.

Dominating the room was a huge nanmu desk, with a large couch on the side, all made from expensive furniture.

Currently, a business-clad lady was reviewing documents at the desk.

“President, the hiring results are out.

Here is his profile, I think you need to take a look,” Li Chuwen said.

The business-clad lady looked up at Li Chuwen and smiled coldly, “Recruiting is something you don’t need to report to me about—I trust your judgment.”

Judgment!

If Li Chuwen had the authority, she would have had Tang Zhong dismissed a long time ago.

The reason she approached the president was because Tang Zhong was rather odd.

“No, this person is quite peculiar.

You might know the last assessment question, it was difficult and bizarre, but he answered the first three correctly,” Li Chuwen explained.

The lady at the desk frowned, “Let me see his information!”

She was aware of the hiring questions and their difficulty.

That someone had managed to answer three correctly indeed was astonishing.

Li Chuwen handed over Tang Zhong’s file.

The lady’s gaze landed on the name, her brows furrowed again, this time with a hint of nervousness!

She quickly looked up at Li Chuwen, “Tang Zhong…

What kind of person is he?”

Li Chuwen hadn’t expected the president to ask such a question.

Remembering what Tang Zhong looked like made her grit her teeth in annoyance, “He doesn’t look very old, a bit handsome!”

“You can leave,” said the cold lady.

“Yes!” Li Chuwen nodded and then closed the door behind her as she left.

The lady looked again at the name on the file in her hands, then placed it on the table, mulling over it repeatedly.

“Tang Zhong…

Tang Zhong, have you come back?”

The cold lady was none other than Jiang Weiwei.

At this moment, seeing the name Tang Zhong brought something to mind.

“It can’t be the Tang Zhong I am engaged to marry.

Didn’t dad say he was still abroad?”

No, she had to make a call to check; Jiang Weiwei was very anxious.

She pulled out an iPhone, found her dad’s contact, and dialed.

Brrr, brrr, brrr!

The voice came through quickly on the other end.

“Weiwei, calling dad, what’s up?”

On the other end, a middle-aged man wearing a white cap stood on a golf course swinging his club—he was Jiang Weiwei’s father, Jiang Cheng!

“Dad…

The last time you mentioned Tang Zhong, who I am engaged to, where is he now?” Jiang Weiwei asked tentatively.

Jiang Cheng swung his golf club, sending the ball flying, then picked up the phone and said, “Weiwei, why are you asking about this?

I’ve told you, your engagement to Tang Zhong was arranged by your grandfather.

If you’re not happy with it, I can’t do anything about it!”

“All right, all right, I’m not unhappy, I just wanted to know where Tang Zhong is!” Jiang Weiwei knew it would be like this, she said reluctantly.

“This one…should still be abroad, the Tang Family hasn’t sent any news yet,” Jiang Cheng said cheerfully on the other side.

“Do you also want to see Tang Zhong?

Alright, I’ll contact the Tang Family later and urge them to hurry Tang Zhong, so you can meet soon.

After all, you are future spouses!”

“Don’t…

Dad, I’m fine now, goodbye!” Jiang Weiwei suddenly pressed the end call button, threw down the phone, and took a long breath of relief.

It was close, as long as it wasn’t Tang Zhong.

At that moment, the entire office was empty.

Fashion advertisements flashed one after another on the computer screen, but Jiang Weiwei had no mind to watch them.

Instead, she looked up at the ceiling, lost in thought.

“Tang Zhong, I haven’t met you yet, but you have already mastered my soul…

Will we…really become spouses?”

At the same time, Tang Zhong, who was racing on his motorcycle, suddenly sneezed hard.

“Who is thinking of me now?”

Then he stomped on the accelerator, and the motorcycle sped off.

Riding under the neon lights felt exhilarating; Jianghai was great.

Sometimes, Tang Zhong wondered when he could live as a common man, leading a simple, happy life.

Even if that wasn’t possible, just surviving would do; he didn’t have much time left—only six months.

Unconsciously, he slowed down.

But at that moment, several motorcyclists zoomed past him, all wearing helmets and whistling at Tang Zhong, clearly provoking him.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Tang Zhong didn’t bother with them, but these riders then flipped him off.

This Tang Zhong could not bear; flipping the middle finger meant contempt—was he being despised?

“Hey, dare to race us?” one of them shouted at Tang Zhong.

“Don’t want to!” Tang Zhong flatly refused!

Right now, all he wanted was to go home and eat!

“Your bike seems decent, a racer indeed.

Thought you were a pro, but turns out you’re just a coward!” A man scorned and flipped him off again.

The group then accelerated again, and with a thunderous noise, they charged forward.

This time, Tang Zhong couldn’t take it anymore.

So fond of flipping the bird, he’d let them have it; a bunch of little jerks to yell trash in his face!

He immediately stomped the accelerator, and his motorcycle zipped through the crowd like lightning.

The earlier scorning group was the local Biker Gang, comprising young rich kids from Jianghai City who formed this team for street racing.

They sped through the city streets every night, and now they were racing on the road.

“Bro Mo, that kid just now was such a coward.

Even though his bike wasn’t much, it was at least a racer.

It was hard enough finding someone with a race bike to challenge, and that guy just refused.

What a bummer!” one chunky man with barely visible eyes because of his chubby face, said.

“He’s just a coward!” another tall and thin man laughed.

The one referred to as Bro Mo, full name Mo Lin, the second-in-command of the Biker Gang, was also grinning, “They should see who we are, Biker Gang.

Who else in Jianghai can ride faster than us!”

“Exactly, haha!”

While the group was laughing, a roaring bike sound zipped by them.

Everyone’s expression turned ugly.

“Did you hear that, what was that sound?” Mo Lin paused, then asked.

“Sounded like a motorcycle, could someone be racing?”

“Impossible, we didn’t see any bike!”

“It must be an illusion!”

“Yes, an illusion!”

As they discussed, they found it hard to believe anyone could ride faster than their Biker Gang.

But at that moment, ahead of them, a motorcyclist appeared, blocking the roadside.

The riders quickly braked, cursing, “Who the hell, blocking the road like this, seeking death or what, trying to reincarnate so fast!”

“Who the hell is it!”

Mo Lin took a closer look and saw it was Tang Zhong up ahead.

His pupils dilated—wasn’t this the same person who was behind them, and now he was in front of them.

The one blocking the road was indeed Tang Zhong; he had waited a long time for these people to show up, then stepped out and said to them, “Who flipped me off just now?

Come forward now!”