I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"I mean, a $10 million gambling stake, dare you be any poorer? If you can't afford to gamble, quit! I'll throw out a number, $10 billion. If you can't cover that, just roll back to driving a Didi to make money, and later on I'll create an overseas version of Didi rideshare for you guys!"

Indeed, just as everyone had guessed, to Zhang Menglong, $1 million and $10 million were as trivial as the difference between 10 cents and 1 dollar; they simply couldn't spark his interest.

"Well, he actually wants $10 billion; the guy just now must be one of the prophets, let's finish him off tonight!" Stay updated via My Virtual Library Empire

"$10 billion, I think I'll never get a chance to see such a match in my life."

"The internet is not above the law, no gambling allowed!"

"Hahaha, I'm dying here, even the cyber police are out."

...

"What, a $10 billion stake? Does he really think he's the God of Cars?"

Upon seeing this message, the international racers cursed heartily. What nonsense! $10 billion—who in the world could come up with $10 billion?

Among these racers, Skliri from America was the highest earner. His annual earnings from his career added to endorsements and other incomes, could pull in over $40 million.

But to raise $10 billion, he'd have to live 250 years without eating or drinking first.

"Master Qin, your friend..."

"Hahaha," Qin Feng couldn't help but laugh upon seeing their crestfallen faces.

As a racing enthusiast, Qin Feng had raced against them frequently, but due to a large gap in their skills, the money he'd lost was astronomical for an ordinary person.

However, since he was outperformed, there was nothing he could do about it.

Now, seeing them in despair, Qin Feng couldn't help but feel secretly thrilled.

"I'm at my wit's end too. Zhang Menglong, there's no one else in the world as rich as him. As his friend, what big winds and waves hasn't this 'God of Cars' seen? If you guys think you can use a stake to catch his attention, that's going to be really tough."

"Master Qin, we've come to Huaxia specifically to challenge the God of Cars, and we won't rest until we find him!"

"Master Qin, we've known each other for many years now. I heard that you have a good relationship with this Zhang Menglong. I hope you can help us!"

"This...," Qin Feng said with a troubled look, "guys, I indeed know Zhang Menglong, but our relationship isn't so close to that extent, so..."

"Master Qin!" Skliri gritted his teeth, "you like that modified Aston Martin GT of mine, don't you? If you can arrange a meeting with that God of Cars, I'm willing to sell it to you!"

"Seriously?" Qin Feng's eyes lit up.

That Aston Martin GT had won the previous World Supercar Championship after being modified by Skliri.

Typically, the common engines in Aston Martins are V12 or V8, because each car is designed with an overall balance and performance in mind. Modifying an engine not only requires solid technical expertise but also nearly a designer's level of understanding of the vehicle.

Skliri had managed to fit a V16 engine into that Aston Martin GT and even made many other modifications—the car's top speed had even reached 370 km/h!

Qin Feng had been eyeing that car for a long time. He was not short of money, but Skliri had been unwilling to sell, leaving Qin Feng with no options.

But this time, he was even willing to throw in the car just to get a chance to face off against the God of Cars from Huaxia, showing how much he valued this title.

"Master Qin, you've always wanted to learn my drifting technique, right? If you're willing to help me, I'll teach it to you!"

Qin Feng's eyes grew even wider—the signature move of that racer from Qingqiu was his incredibly precise drifting technique, something he hadn't even taught his own disciples!

"These guys are really going all out," Qin Feng thought. Although he wasn't as wealthy as Zhang Menglong, he had more than enough money to splurge across several lifetimes. When people reach their level of wealth, they like to spend money on their hobbies.

He really couldn't resist such offers.

"I can only try to speak on your behalf, but I can't guarantee it'll work!"

"As long as Master Qin is willing to help, even if it doesn't work out, we'll owe you a big favor!"

"Okay!" Qin Feng had kept Zhang Menglong's contact info from before. Although they weren't as close as he was with Wang Ling, they were still ordinary friends. But to ask Zhang Menglong for this favor, that ordinary friendship might not be enough!@@novelbin@@

His eyes darted around—Zhang Menglong wouldn't be swayed by these tactics, so he'd have to start with someone close to him!

...

By evening, Zhang Menglong had almost forgotten the matter entirely. After all, he truly didn't care about the title of 'God of Cars'. Spending a day racing for a mere ten million US dollars seemed pointless. Why not spend some money to earn Cred Points and improve himself at Super God Academy?

"Hey Zhang, I'm in Jiangnan City. Got time to grab a meal? Bring your girlfriend too!" While pondering what to eat, Zhang Menglong received a call from Qin Feng.

"Mr. Qin, how come you have time to invite me to dinner?" Since their last meeting, Zhang Menglong had only dined with Qin Feng once.

"I'm here on some business, and it's been a while since we met."

"Sure, where? I'll head there now!"

"Come to Yunfeng International Hotel. It's my own property, and I'll have someone wait for you outside!"

"Great! I'll be there now!"

...

Yunfeng International Hotel was a five-star chain, and until then, Zhang Menglong hadn't realized it belonged to Qin Feng. He had only heard of its high standards and that its costs far exceeded those of a typical five-star hotel.

As Zhang Menglong stood in front of the hotel that resembled a piece of artwork, he instantly understood why the price was justifiably high.

Indeed, as Zhang Menglong and Lu Yiyao arrived, someone was already there to greet them. Led by the hotel manager, they were taken to a room on the highest floor, where Qin Feng was already waiting.

"Old Zhang, long time no see! Glad you could make it!" Qin Feng greeted warmly, "Come, take a seat, Manager Xu, let's have the dishes served!"

"Who is this?"

"Oh, this is my girlfriend, Wei Jinghong." Qin Feng introduced.

"The Wei family?" Zhang Menglong was taken aback. He knew Qin Feng's background was not ordinary. Rumor had it, he had powerful connections, quite extraordinary indeed.

Among those surnamed Wei in Huaxia, it seems there was only one notable person, and looking closely, Wei Jinghong did bear some resemblance to that person.

"Arranged by my family!" Qin Feng whispered into Zhang Menglong's ear.

"Man, this must be an arranged marriage!" Zhang Menglong thought to himself.

"Let me introduce you, my girlfriend, Lu Yiyao, we met online!"

"Damn, you're the real player!" Qin Feng, who usually seemed like someone for whom free love was a luxury, had always thought that Zhang Menglong would face similar restrictions in dating.

Dating online was something that shouldn't fall on him! This made Qin Feng believe that Zhang Menglong's background was even more mysterious.

"Hello Mr. Qin!" Lu Yiyao greeted openly.

"Hahaha, Miss Lu must have something special about her to make this guy so head-over-heels," Qin Feng joked, "I haven't prepared any special gifts this time, so consider this as a meeting gift!"

Qin Feng gave Wei Jinghong a nod.

Wei Jinghong smiled slightly and handed over a beautifully wrapped box containing a key to a Maserati.

"When I first met Menglong, he gave Wang Ling and me a sports car each without a second thought. It's the first time I, Qin Feng, have been splashed with money like this!" Qin Feng reminisced about their initial meeting, "This is a token of my gratitude!"

"This..." Lu Yiyao was momentarily at a loss. Just by the emblem, she knew the car was expensive. Although she had been with Zhang Menglong for a while, she hadn't received such an extravagant gift from anyone else.

"This is the new limited edition Maserati sports car. It's not too pricey, just 12 million Huaxia yuan, but there are only three in all of Huaxia. I managed to get one through my connections at the club," Qin Feng continued, unable to hide his pride.

Such things aren't available just by having money. Even Zhang Menglong wouldn't be able to get one, unless Maserati was owned by his family.

"What's that expression for?" Qin Feng noticed Zhang Menglong's half-smiling face, "It might not be as flashy as the one you gave me, but isn't it the thought that counts?"

"It's not that," Zhang Menglong laughed, "This car actually costs less than two million to make, and besides, my family can manufacture them. There's no need for you to spend so much!"

"Your family can manufacture them? What do you mean?"

"Sigh, Maserati belongs to my family! When the first car rolled off the line, it was parked in my garage. We even have a deluxe version. Does your girlfriend like it? If she does, I can have one driven to you tomorrow!"