The Godly Rich System: Becoming the richest person is just a matter of minutes.

Chapter 155, Round 3 begins

Zhao Gang circled Song Qianyi's race car, continuing to mock her as he went.

"With your skinny arms and legs, how can you even hold the steering wheel? Don't get scared and start crying while driving, and end up driving the car straight into a ditch. That would be incredibly embarrassing."

Zhao Gang's teammates burst into laughter.

At this moment, the members of the Yuchen Racing Team also arrived at the racetrack.

Upon arriving, they witnessed this scene, and the laughter made Yue Jiang, Han Yu, and the others feel extremely indignant.

Yue Jiang was so angry that his face turned red, and his fists were clenched tightly. If the competition hadn't been about to start, he would have really wanted to rush up and teach this arrogant guy a lesson.

Song Qianyi remained seated in the driver's seat, coldly watching Zhao Gang. Only after he finished laughing did she speak slowly and deliberately.

"Zhao Gang, you should save your energy for the competition later. Don't keep buzzing around here like a headless fly, it's making my ears hurt."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gang's eyes widened, and he roared in anger and embarrassment.

"Hmph! You arrogant woman, how dare you talk back to me! I think you're just here to embarrass yourself. Later on the track, I'll show you what real racing is, what a huge skill gap is. Don't come crying to me for mercy then, hahaha!"

As he spoke, he pointed at Song Qianyi with his finger, his arrogant demeanor making one's teeth itch with hatred.

Song Qianyi merely glanced at him with disdain.

"Let's see who comes out on the field then. I hope you'll still be smiling then."

After saying that, he ignored Zhao Gang and refocused his attention on the track ahead, his eyes revealing a sense of confidence.

What had just happened had no effect on her mood whatsoever.

"Just you wait and see, this woman won't last long. I'll easily shake her off in a minute."

After saying that, Zhao Gang got into the car.

As the countdown began, the atmosphere in the arena instantly became extremely tense.

The audience held their breath, their eyes fixed on the two race cars at the starting line.

"Three! Two! One!"

With a sharp whistle piercing the sky, the competition officially began!

Zhao Gang reacted extremely quickly, slamming on the gas pedal. The race car shot off like an arrow, instantly creating a gust of wind and raising a cloud of dust.

As he drove, he glanced at Song Qianyi in the rearview mirror, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

This woman thinks she can compare to me?

He'll leave her far behind in a moment, letting her know that racing isn't something she can just play around with.

Song Qianyi was equally unyielding. Her eyes sharpened, she gripped the steering wheel firmly with both hands, and floored the accelerator.

The Pagani Huayra Codalunga let out a deep, powerful roar and quickly gave chase.

Zhao Gang frowned slightly as he watched Song Qianyi relentlessly pursue him, and snorted disdainfully.

Talking to himself.

"She does have some drive, but that's only enough for the beginning. She'll be exhausted by the time she collapses."

As he spoke, he accelerated, trying to widen the distance between himself and Song Qianyi.

At the first bend, Zhao Gang, relying on his extensive experience, executed a beautiful drift through the corner.

He glanced back smugly and was surprised to find that Song Qianyi had also followed steadily. He was still cursing her in his heart.

This woman is really persistent; I'll see how he shakes her off at the next bend.

Song Qianyi didn't care about Zhao Gang's thoughts. She focused intently on the track ahead and precisely controlled the race car.

Every gear shift, every press of the brake and accelerator was perfectly timed; her speed was in no way slower than Zhao Gang's.

They came to another section of road with a series of bends, and Zhao Gang was determined to shake off Song Qianyi completely here.

He gritted his teeth and performed a series of difficult movements with effortless grace.

After rounding the bend, he looked in the rearview mirror again and was surprised to find that Song Qianyi was not much further away from him.

Damn it! Who exactly is this woman?

Zhao Gang was furious, and the smug look on his face gradually faded, replaced by a look of anxiety.

As a professional race car driver, he still couldn't shake off an amateur.

What a shame.

Song Qianyi continued to chase after him at her own leisurely pace.

On the straight ahead, Song Qianyi seized the opportunity and suddenly accelerated.

Song Qianyi's Pagani Huayra Codalunga accelerated instantly, and in the blink of an eye, it was alongside Zhao Gang.