March 13th, sunny.
Guangshen International Airport lobby, Chen Xiangbei was pushing his luggage alone towards the exit.
The team mbers didn’t co along but split into two groups and went to Hong Kong Island.
Due to certain national policy restrictions, foreign team mbers like Odetto still need to go to the embassy to apply for a visa to co to the mainland.
In contrast, with their invitation to the Grand Prix, they could land directly in Hong Kong Island, avoiding much of the hassle.
Considering there’s still half a month before the Grand Prix event, going to Australia too early wasn’t much of a point for Chen Xiangbei, so he decided to spend ti with family and friends and relax a bit.
Fat Wang and Glasses Zhou stood among the crowd waiting for arrivals, their eyes fixed intently on the exit, until a familiar face appeared in their sight.
"Glasses Zhou, Xiangbei’s out, grab the stuff!"
With Fat Wang’s command, Glasses Zhou pulled out a banner from his backpack and unfurled it for everyone to see, with big words written on it.
[Warm Welco to Renault Champion Chen Xiangbei!]
Chen Xiangbei had already spotted Fat Wang and Glasses Zhou. Just as he was about to go over and greet them, he saw the two of them unfurling the banner.
Almost instantly, Chen Xiangbei’s smile froze on his face, and he silently put down his half-raised hand.
Then he turned his head to look expressionlessly forward, as if he didn’t know Fat Wang and Glasses Zhou at all, just a stranger getting off a plane.
At that mont, he even wished the na "Chen Xiangbei" wasn’t his...
Chen Xiangbei never expected that these two idiots, who repeatedly told him to inform them of the exact ti of his return, had planned for this!
"Xiangbei, look over here, we’re here~~!"
"Xiangbei, exclusive champion banner, packed with presence for you~~!"
"Brother Bei, Brother Bei, fiercely unbeatable!"
Originally, when Fat Wang and Glasses Zhou unfolded the banner, they already attracted the attention of the crowd.
Now, with these shouts, half of the entire airport hall looked over, curiosity written all over their faces.
"Who’s this Chen Xiangbei, that warrants a banner for his arrival?"
"What champion is this Renault champion, never heard of it."
"Looks impressive, are we falling behind the tis?"
"But who is Chen Xiangbei, I haven’t seen him appear."
The ordinary travelers in the hall started murmuring; for most Chinese at this ti, apart from the na Schumacher, they probably never even paid much attention to F1, let alone knowing what the Renault Formula is.
anwhile, at this mont, Chen Xiangbei was wishing for a hole to crawl into...
Keep in mind, on the racetracks in Europe, facing the cold stares and mockery of tens of thousands, Chen Xiangbei could still hold his head high and even be brazenly arrogant. But he just couldn’t handle Fat Wang and Glasses Zhou’s enthusiastic flattery.
What they call low-level red not matching high-level black, this was a vivid example right here.
If he could turn back ti, Chen Xiangbei definitely wouldn’t have told Fat Wang his flight information!
But since it had already reached this point, playing dead was of no use, Fat Wang and Glasses Zhou had already surrounded him unless Chen Xiangbei ditched his luggage and made a run for it.
"Damn, Chen Xiangbei, you’re such a jerk, as the saying goes, when attaining wealth, don’t forget your old friends."
"Now you’re a Renault champion, pretending not to recognize your buddies, huh?"
Still calling him "Brother Bei", Fat Wang, seeing Chen Xiangbei ignoring him, imdiately tossed the banner to Glasses Zhou and lunged forward.
For this move by Fat Wang, Chen Xiangbei dodged precisely, letting him lunge at nothing.
Although his shoulder injury was about seventy to eighty percent healed, he couldn’t withstand the hundred and seventy-eight pounds of Fat Wang’s weight.
To this, Chen Xiangbei replied with a helpless expression: "For those who know, I’m a Renault champion. For those who don’t, they might think the F1 world champion is returning ho. Can we keep it low-key?"
"Damn, you finally rembered!"
Fat Wang chuckled, then slung his arm around Chen Xiangbei’s shoulder, raising an eyebrow proudly: "Brother Bei, how about it, satisfied with this welco ceremony?"
"Satisfied, very satisfied!"
Chen Xiangbei replied through gritted teeth.
Fat Wang didn’t notice Chen Xiangbei’s change in expression at all. On the other hand, he boasted to Glasses Zhou: "See, I told you Xiangbei would love it!"
"He probably didn’t like it that much..."
Zhou Chenshu, with sharper insight, subtly put the banner back in the backpack and smoothly changed the topic.
"By the way, Xiangbei, besides us, there’s soone else here to pick you up."
"Who?"
"You’ll know when you get to the parking lot."
Soon the three of them noisily arrived at the parking lot, where they saw Qin Lianjie standing by the hood of his Civic Type-R, smiling as he waved: "Xiangbei, good to see you again."
"Why are you here?"
Chen Xiangbei was a bit surprised; he hadn’t inford Qin Lianjie about his return this ti.
"Sha Minghui said you were returning ho, so I contacted Fat Wang for the exact ti."
Sha Minghui?
Hearing that reply, Chen Xiangbei imdiately turned to look at Fat Wang. It must have been this big mouth spreading the news all over town!
As expected, facing Chen Xiangbei’s questioning gaze, Fat Wang gave an awkward smile. He actually was just chatting a bit loudly with Glasses Zhou, and sohow it spread everywhere.
One can only say that the psychological shadow Chen Xiangbei left on Sha Minghui before was too deep, leading him to have a "special interest."
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