At this moment, at the finish line, a group of rich second generations were all stretching their necks, looking into the distance, curious to see who would win the race.
Boom!
It wasn't long before a thunderous roar sounded from afar. Zhang Lang, driving his sports car, pushed the speed to the limit, rushing like a storm.
"Hahaha, the boss won! It seems that the old guy wasn't much after all. He acted all cool, but in the end, he still lost, hahaha."
"Yeah, yeah, hehe, I'm really looking forward to Deng Linlin's face now. That girl is so proud, but she ended up losing to the boss."
"From now on, we can boast about this, tch tch, defeating the national fifth, it's really impressive to say out loud, haha."
The group of rich kids were incredibly excited, not feeling the least bit that their victory was unearned; on the contrary, they were very pleased with themselves.
