Originally, he thought that hiring Hua Country's top motorcycle racer would easily defeat an amateur racer.
Unexpectedly, his racer was completely dominated by Ye Chen.
Seeing Ye Chen's victory, Wang Congcong looked happy.
"Ding Bo, weren't you very arrogant? Why aren't you anymore?"
"What are you so proud of? It's not like you were the one who won."
"Even though I didn't win, seeing you get crushed makes me happy. What, you angry?"
Sister Hua then said, "The race is over, Ye Chen won. According to the rules, fifty million will be transferred to Ye Chen's bank account."
Hearing Sister Hua's words, Ding Bo felt a pang in his heart.
A year's allowance gone.
After all, with so many people watching, it would be hard for Ding Bo to squirm his way out. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Kid, just you wait. Our business isn't finished. I'll make you spit out everything you won from me today!"
