Chi Gui was still urging them, "Come on, both of you, make a decision quickly. The race is about to start. Don't block our path to fortune."
First place is worth five million dollars!
Guo Mingwei clenched his teeth, "One million five hundred thousand! But you must ensure the performance is exciting enough to attract the maximum attention for Miss Bai Youyou!"
Chi Gui replied, "Two million. You're asking for too much."
Guo Mingwei: !!
He glanced at Bai Youyou beside him, whose complexion had already soured, took a deep breath, and nodded, "Fine!"
The Huaxia Racing Alliance was under the Huaxia National Team, and strictly speaking, Bai Youyou was his superior.
Seeing that she was unhappy, Guo Mingwei didn't dare to delay any further.
After speaking, Guo Mingwei wanted to add a few more official-sounding remarks, but then he saw Chi Gui leisurely pulling out his phone, "Should we make a transfer first?"
Guo Mingwei felt the blood surge in his throat again.