ps: I posted the wrong chapter last night, and the previous chapter is yesterday.

Come to the underground garage in the center of the eastern suburbs.

Fatty Liu looked at the few luxury cars in the underground garage, and his mentality improved a lot.

Compared to his bonus of 20 luxury cars of various types, Lu Heng is still a little worse.

Because it is a gathering for young people, sports cars are naturally indispensable.

Fatty Liu drove a McLaren 650s, and he didn't know how he stuffed himself into the small space of the sports car.

Lu Heng specially selected his favorite 488.

This time, Lu Heng did not let Dawu drive, but drove 488 to carry Dawu himself.

After all, no one can drive a sports car and don’t get started in person?

Driving 488, he followed McLaren 650s driven by Fatty Liu, and drove all the way to his destination.

There was no trouble along the way and arrived safely at a private club in the suburbs.

Under the introduction of Fatty Liu, Lu Heng learned that the club is not open to the public.

Generally speaking, two conditions must be met if you want to join a club. First, your net worth is at least 20 million, and second, you have people in the circle to introduce the guarantee.

The first of these two conditions is to improve the level of the circle, and the second is to ensure the privacy of members in the circle and not be exposed.

Every weekend, people in the circle will come here to gather and communicate to see what good business everyone has, Lala investment and other things.

The club covers a large area, with 20 acres of land, with a standard football field in the middle and a parking lot to the east of the entrance.

There is a factory building that looks like a 100-meter-long and 50-meter-wide building to the south. Fatty Liu introduced that there are indoor basketball courts and tennis courts.

To the west is a small building, a music bar + restaurant, usually in this building at night.

To the north is a very large six-story building, which is a club apartment. All rooms are loft apartments facing south. It provides a place to rest for club members who usually come here to play.

At this time, twenty or thirty various supercars were parked in the club's yard.

Lu Heng followed Fatty Liu in the yard. From time to time, he would meet some people and say hello to Fatty Liu, and take a look at Lu Heng curiously.

However, they did not come up to talk deliberately. Although these people are not the arrogant and domineering second generation, they all have their own pride.

Along the way, Lu Heng found that everyone who greeted Fatty Liu called him "Fat Brother".

It can be seen that this Fatty Liu has a high status in the club.

Fatty Liu greeted him and took Lu Heng into the indoor court in the south.

"Fat Brother..."

"Well, Xiaowei, have you seen Lao Xu?"

"Ye, you're abused people on the tennis court."

Lu Heng looked in the direction they pointed, a man in a white uniform was fighting with another man in a red uniform.

However, the situation at the scene was terrible. The man in a white uniform beat the tennis ball to the left and right.

The man in the red uniform asked the ball to catch the ball on the left and ran to the right to catch the ball. He was exhausted and panting and sweating.

This is not a tennis player, it is a total abuse of food.

Lu Heng judged that the men in the white uniform had the same tennis level as he was, and they were at the level of a junior tennis master.

The man with red jersey is only proficient in the middle level of tennis at most, no wonder he was completely beaten.

"This old Xu, I know how to abuse the vegetables...Lu Heng, let's go over."

"Um."

Lu Heng followed Fatty Liu.

When approaching the tennis court there, Fatty Liu shouted: "Old Xu, you are bullying people here again."

Bang!

The man in the white jersey, Lao Xu, hit the tennis ball with a critical hit, but this time the person on the other side failed to catch it.

"You fat man Liu, every time I say I bully people. I am abused by my ability. How can I call it bullying?"

"Haha, your level is too high, you are almost as good as a professional athlete. Who can compete with you?"

"I love to hear this sentence..." Old Xu glanced at Lu Heng next to Fatty Liu and asked, "This brother looks at his face."

Fatty Liu smiled and put on Lu Heng's shoulder: "This is Lu Heng, the owner of the first Cullinan in the country that I told you before."

He then introduced to Lu Heng: "He is Xu Wen, one of the founders of this club, and his family is engaged in export trade."

"Aren't you one of the founders?" Old Xu said to Fatty Liu with slight slightness, wiped his hands on his clothes, and stretched out his right hand to Lu Heng: "Hello, you can call me Old Xu."

"Hello, you played the diagonal kick just now very well." Lu Heng shook hands with the opponent, and then praised his skills.

"Oh? Brother Lu Heng knows tennis?"

Lu Heng nodded and said modestly: "Men should know a little about the ball, right?"

???

Well, looking at Lao Xu with a puzzled look, Lu Heng knew that the car was speeding.

“Tennis basketball can be a little bit.”

"Come on, let's play a few balls." Old Xu seemed to see his prey.

"Lu Heng, don't pay attention to him. This old Xu likes to pull people to play tennis."

Fatty Liu couldn't bear it anymore and stopped Lu Heng from responding to the challenge.

Thinking that he could not refute his face when he met for the first time, Lu Heng nodded and agreed.

"I agreed to one round."

One round is a break in the regular season.

"Okay!" Lao Xu nodded and agreed.

"You go over there and choose a good beat."

Fatty Liu couldn't help but hold his forehead and sighed. He was not optimistic about Lu Heng.

Because he knows that Xu Wen's tennis level is comparable to that of a professional tennis player. How many normal people can beat Xu Wen?

Anyway, I have known Xu Wen for so many years, except for those who have retired or professional careers, Fatty Liu has never seen Xu Wen lose.

Lu Heng patted Fatty Liu on the shoulder, walked towards the tennis racket shelf on the side, selected the one he often used, and started to warm up.

Seeing Lu Heng's professional behavior, Xu Wen couldn't help but believe that Lu Heng really knows how to play tennis. Judging from his squirting movements, it is probably not as simple as a little bit.

"Let's start!"

After finishing warming, Lu Heng walked to the opposite side of the tennis court and signaled to Xu Wen.

......

"Bang!"

The tennis ball rubbed against the edge of Xu Wen's racket and continued to fly backwards, smashing against the wall behind.

"Damn, Lu Heng, you can." Fatty Liu patted Lu Heng's shoulder excitedly and said excitedly: "For so long, I finally saw Lao Xu being defeated."

"Fatty Liu, you're OK."

Xu Wen, who was walking by, rolled his eyes and handed Lu Heng a towel: "Give it!"

"Thank you!" Lu Heng put the tennis racket back on the shelf, took the towel and wiped the sweat.

"You are very awesome. Apart from professionalism, you are the only opponent I have ever encountered."

Xu Wen praised Lu Heng without hesitation, and was not unhappy because he lost, but was happy because he met the opponent.

Lu Heng said modestly: "You are also very awesome, you just missed a goal."

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