Mu Baoer neatly controlled the steering wheel, and there was a glint in her eyes. She didn't want to rely on her physical strength to earn money.

Since she has the technology, why use it wisely, anyway, she has narrowly escaped death many times, and she has long been used to the danger.

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I came to a car modification and parts factory in the old city. The location is relatively remote, and the storefront is very old. It feels like it has a history of more than ten or twenty years.

There are few people, and the cars parked for repairs are all old cars of ordinary brands. There are a few employees who look sad and listless.

As soon as they saw a customer coming, and they were driving a luxury car, they were clearly a big customer. The employees were overjoyed and ran out to greet her enthusiastically, asking her what she needed.

Mu Baoer glanced at them: "I'm not here to fix cars, I saw your advertisement on the Internet, and I want to recruit a driver, so I'll apply."

As soon as her words came out, several employees were dumbfounded and looked at each other. They had been advertising for so long, but few people came to apply for the job. They came for the thousands of dollars of crappy stuff. I didn't expect even women to come now. .

"Miss, racing is not just for playing games. Racing is for life. It's not suitable for a young lady like you." A man in his forties, dressed in ordinary clothes but with a serious face, came out and was It was Yan Shan, the owner of the repair shop.

Mu Baoer was not angry, it was not surprising that they thought she was a rich second-generation lady who came out to have fun.

When a woman participates in racing, her strength and purpose are always questionable, not to mention she looks so young, she doesn't look like a racing driver at all.

She raised her eyebrows calmly: "Boss, there is only one day left before the deadline. If you don't get enough players, you will lose your qualifications. You don't want to lose your qualifications. I don't need your vehicles and technology, and I won't For your recruitment bonus, I only need one quota. This business is actually a good deal, and there is no loss to you."

"This..." These words hit Yan Shan's heart, and now it is urgent. Although this woman looks unreliable, she is not as arrogant as those rich second generations who throw money at others.

What's more, she doesn't need them to provide anything, which saves them a lot of money, but for a weak and delicate person like her, can it work?

At this time, swishing several convertible sports cars stopped arrogantly in front of the store, almost bumping into them, and several clerks showed angry expressions.

A few of them were wearing sunglasses, well-dressed, with arrogant rich second generations sticking their heads out of the sports car to look at Yan Shan.

Among them was a man who was driving a red Ferrari and wore a thick gold chain around his neck, grinning arrogantly and said arrogantly:

"Yan Laizi, I heard that you haven't found anyone yet. It seems that the team can't be formed. Hurry up and take your poor and poor players away. Are poor people like you worthy of racing? Don't let us down The grade, this dilapidated repair shop dares to participate in the competition, and it can’t even attract an investor, so hurry up and close down, so as not to affect the appearance of the city.”

Seeing their arrogance, A Dong, the clerk, couldn't hold back his anger: "If you hadn't tripped him secretly, would Archie have been admitted to the hospital? You despicable and shameless rich second generation."

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