Ye Chen and Zhao Ying also squeezed into the crowd.
Sister Hua walked up to the two and said, "You two often come to the racetrack to play, you should know the rules here."
Wang Congcong and Ding Bo each transferred money.
According to the racetrack's rules, the bet for the two people's motorcycle race is twenty million, so the racetrack takes a ten percent commission, two million each.
Two million, neither of the rich second-generation heirs cared, they transferred it directly.
Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh, "It's really easy for this private racetrack to make money, four million just like that."
The race was about to start.
Sister Hua finished collecting the money and directly notified the staff to clear the mountain road.
At this time, Wang Congcong and Ding Bo started bickering, unwilling to back down.
Ding Bo sneered coldly, "Wang Congcong, you better obediently take the twenty million, kneel down and call me daddy, and we'll call it even."
