A Hundred Million Dollar Race

"What did you say?" Chen Xu asked incredulously. "You want to race ME? What makes you think you can do that?"

"Why not?" Chen Fan said lightly.

"Haha, Xiao Fan. Don't say I didn't warn you." Chen Xu laughed out loud and said, "You might think that I am good for nothing. But I used to compete in the Jin City's equestrian competition, and I even made it to the quarterfinals.

"Plus, have you seen my horse? He is called Caesar and he is one of the most expensive horses you can find in this stable. Twenty thousand yuan per hour of saddle time.

"You have neither the skills nor a good horse, what made you think you can compete against me?"

Chen Xu chuckled and then shook his head.

A few cousins surrounding Chen Xu also laughed at Chen Fan.

"Indeed. Mr. Chen Xu is right." Paul put in.