Please make money.

Their parents’ meaning is very clear. If you have offended those special beings, you should die outside on your own and don’t bring trouble to the family.

The Huo family is naturally on the list - what a joke, the old man's level is vice-president, the ceiling of the business world!

Now this person actually appeared alive and was walking around everywhere. Wouldn't they be scared?

"What is the relationship between that Miss Ai and Mr. Huo?"

"How would I know?" Young Master Cao scratched his head, "But there is one thing. This racetrack belongs to the Huo family. I just knew about it."

"What the hell? Is it from the Huo family?"

"Why did I hear it was from the Zhou family..."

"I heard someone was causing trouble here before, shouting at his dad so-and-so, and then the manager talked to his dad for a few words and then fell silent. Who can afford to mess with this?"

"I know." Ma Shao frowned, "But how did it become Miss Ai's?"

"Just now, I told you, that scene was really... thunder in silence!"

Young Master Cao slapped his thigh and said, "The boss's aura! Do you know what aura is? Mr. Huo just waved his hand and told you to come over."

He imitated Mr. Huo's gesture vividly, and then someone who knew the situation beside him quickly added: "Hey, old man, you say."

"This racetrack, tidy it up and send it to the girl. Where's the contract?"

"Here it is!"

Master Cao picked up the pen to sign, then wrote his name in the air and raised a finger.

"It's said that it's only one dollar. I packed it all up and gave it to her."

"... Is that Miss Ai related to Mr. Huo?"

"Who should I ask if you ask me? Do I dare to ask? Huh?"

Master Cao spread out his hands - if he asked, his father would look at him with a high regard when he returned, and then he would be gone.

As for what the benefits are...just tell me whether you think highly of it or not!

"It's not just the racetrack, there are cars too. There are also these on the field. Mr. Huo said, just take them down and send him the bill."

The three billion cost of building and operating the racetrack.

If we sell it, as Ma Shao said before, the price is 7 billion, so just take it away if you can.

If you don't have the ability, just like he is seeking, with a valuation of several hundred million, you can participate in the investment and share the profits together.

Now the dollar has been given to Alia - the question is who the hell is this Alia? I don't know her!

Mr. Cao is arrogant because he knows people, and information gap is a resource.

Everyone then followed suit and looked at cars everywhere, including Ferrari, Porsche, Lamborghini, Mercedes-Benz, Audi and so on.

The reason why Nissan was so ugly on the track before was probably because everyone else had sports cars and it was the only performance car, and it was green.

Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that Mr. Huo is narrow-minded.

Who are you to come and touch my girl and try to trick her into your side? Are you worthy enough?

Mr. Cao doesn’t know whether Nissan is worthy of the title, but Lafa should be okay.

But I have already got a P1 before. That thing is even rarer than the LaFerrari. There are said to be 375 units in the world, but only a few dozen in China.

What's even more bizarre is that the buyers don't know how to drive the car, and don't know what to do with it...

Ma Shao pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly.

Tang Xin quickly stopped him and shook her head slowly.

When you go out to have fun, don't be stupid - absolutely don't mess with people you can't see clearly.

To put it bluntly, simply relying on the three words "Huo Tailai" is not something people of their age can afford.

The most high-end circle they play in is the current racing club, which claims to have an asset threshold of 20 million.

This is already an absolute threshold, and the membership-based racing club has even become a status symbol among the second generation.

But to someone of Huo's level, this kind of club is no different from a child playing house.

People of the level of Boss Huo and Mr. Chen intervene in the struggles of billion-level groups such as Shouzheng Group and Nancheng Construction.

It's hard to say whether their fathers can toast each other in Tianhai Chamber of Commerce...

Ma Shao nodded: "I know - I know..."

Can't afford to provoke, dare not provoke, don't touch.

But I have invested so much time and effort, and I can now participate in it, just because of a sentence, a signature, and a dollar?

He squinted his eyes and looked at the girl's back in the distance, his burning hostility undisguised.

He didn't dare to look at Boss Huo, but that didn't mean he wouldn't remember this moment - things change over time! Mo -

The girl in the distance suddenly turned around, her gaze like a sharp sword.

The two sides were more than 200 meters apart, and he could only see a figure, but Ma Shao only felt a sting in his eyes, as if he was dazzled by the sun.

He shook his head suspiciously and looked over there, but the other party had ignored him and continued strolling.

"..."

"So, what's the deal? How much is the offer?"

"Not for sale."

"Oh, forget it. I don't want you to take advantage of me, you know." Master Cao crossed his arms and said, "You are not afraid of getting killed when you drive this thing."

There are people who can drive a sports car, but they are most likely not this kind of girl who is here to join in the fun.

...if she is considered a girl!

Ma Shao snorted, "Let's go down the track and race a lap."

The best way to vent his anger is naturally to race, and he can't wait to step on the accelerator to the bottom.

Tang Xin looked at him, somewhat worried: "Why don't we just forget about it today?"

Although Ma Shao looks good, his aura is now as fierce as a peerless divine sword with its sharp edge exposed.

But as childhood sweethearts, Tang Xin knew that he was not the real him at this time.

He was a little carried away - that Ma Shao, who looked a little silly but worked very seriously, was her younger brother.

Ma Shao pushed Tang Xin away: "Then you take a rest - who will run with me today?!"

He raised his eyebrows and looked around, his tone challenging.

But after all, he is a recognized racing driver in the circle, and no one around him thinks it’s okay for him to be arrogant.

Master Cao touched his chin and said, "Forget it. I can't outrun you."

"Let me join in the fun, Rafa, it would be nice to go for a lap together."

"Me!" The neutral girl pulled Tang Xin: "She's pushing the car, come with me."

A few more people gathered together, some of whom were pulled down because of the commotion, and some were pushed up.

They all brought their own cars to play, and they knew the performance of each other's vehicles.

If you can’t sprint from 0 to 100 km/h in under 3.5 seconds, forget about competing with Ma Shao’s McLaren and the neutral girl’s LaFerrari.

"What's wrong with a bad car? What's important is participation!"

"I won't go. I can't afford it. If I do, millions of dollars will go into the bank. How long will it take me to save up pocket money?"

Tang Xin looked at them talking at the same time. Although she was still a little worried about Ma Shao, she couldn't stop them.

"Let's go, get eight cars together, and then we can start."

Ma Shao grabbed his helmet and strode forward - don’t look down on the young man because he is poor!

……

……

"Ah..."

Alia rubbed her nose and asked, "Who scolded me?"

"Caught a cold? Oh, you can't go out in the wind. Well, I have a spot in the sanatorium in Emei. Can you go there to recuperate for a few days?"

"No, you just have to hide me in there, right?"

"Is it that obvious?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Alia spread her hands. "If I wasn't still in school, who would have planned to send me to the capital for further studies?"

Is it appropriate to go there to study an MBA class and hide away for two months?

"Girl, the racetrack is for you to play with. Are you interested in building a few cars?"

"No!" She rolled her eyes. "And I didn't ask for this. If you give it to me, I won't sign it, right?"

"That won't work. I think you can build an extended-range model to confuse your opponent. Don't you have a full-electric foundation? Think about new energy. The Japanese ones won't work. We've tried their hydrogen energy. Don't play with them. They're very stupid."

Boss Huo put this racetrack into Alia's hands, which was a bit scheming.

As for Alia - I'm used to it. Whether it's an old fox or a young fox, they are all thousand-year-old foxes.

She looked like she was going to rebel and ran over to Nissan.

There is a car at Nissan, the kind that shines brightly, and it is now parked quietly in the maintenance area.

This is the golden glitter that Alia has!

It had been gathering dust after being brought back before, but now after the competition, the opponent has brought it back again.

As to whether there is any mutual benefit between Mr. Cao and Japanese car companies, it is hard to say.

Of course, no matter how hard it is to say, after some big guys come out and give them a warning, it will be cut off. Don’t you see that he is deliberately acting as a lackey now?

The more exaggerated it is, the more it shows one's stance. People are very smart.

Alia got in the car and expertly turned on a series of switches—on, on, on—and drove the car from the pit area to the track entrance.

Boss Huo was watching from behind, with two assistants beside him, and they came over at this time.

"Sir, the Ai Group has no intention of accepting it for the time being."

"Normal. Anyone would have to think twice if they gave away billions of dollars for free." Boss Huo didn't care: "I will accept it. This girl needs something to play with so she won't make trouble."

"This is the financial information of Taishi Group. It seems that the financial insurance department of Ai Group has already taken action."

"Oh, Lei boy?" Boss Huo put on his reading glasses and squinted his eyes to look at the document.

Prime Minister Lei is certainly not the type of person who would just sit there and watch Alia get scolded. The Taishi Group was cheering happily, but they didn't know that they had been targeted by him.

If they keep shouting for a few more days, Prime Minister Lei will probably just strike back with a white knife and kill the share price of Taishi Group in the stock market with one blow!

As I was watching, the roaring sound of the racing engine in my ears was drowned out by a loud bang, followed by screams of panic.

Boss Huo's eyes became sharp, and he turned his head to look, only to find that there was a burning racing car on a track in the racetrack.

However, after the opponent's rear wheel caught fire, he did not stop, but continued running as if he was out of control.

"What's going on?!" As soon as Boss Huo said this, he realized something: "Stop the girl! Quickly!"

But how can we stop it?

A guy with a busy body can't get the urban dragon king plot, but he is only familiar with things like firefighting, emergency rescue and other things.

The other vehicles on the track stopped in a panic, but the burning racing car was still running around in circles tirelessly as if it was wearing red dancing shoes.

A flash of golden lightning rushed out of the primary track diagonally, crossed several curbs, kicked up dust and grass, and rushed into the middle of the track.

“BOOM—BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—”

339-Alia wants to keep a low profile but there are bad guys around her for rewards 4/4

Alia was used to accidents.

There are always various accidents around the protagonist. When he goes to the bank, he will encounter bank robbers, and when he takes a plane, he will encounter plane hijacking.

Perhaps it is because of this kind of plot arrangement that the protagonist can stand out.

But Alia hated this kind of fateful accident - the Urban Dragon King she wanted was only willing to smile crookedly and the other party would bow down to her.