"What did you say? This racetrack is yours?" Zhao Zhengyang asked in surprise.
"What else? Should I call Zhou Haitao over here to confirm it?" Lin Yi asked.
"F*ck!"
Zhao Zhengyang clenched his fists. There was no need for Lin Yi to lie under these circumstances.
In other words, the Zhonghai International Racetrack was indeed his.
At the thought of this, Zhao Zhengyang felt like he was about to go crazy.
Why was it that every time he saw this guy, he was the one who ended up suffering?
Damn it!
Duan Peng and Sun Tianheng were dumbfounded.
They almost wet their pants in fear. Who was Doctor Lin?!
He actually owned a racetrack?!
"Zhao Zhengyang, listen to us. Don't act tough in front of Brother Lin in the future. You're really no match for him." Liang Jinming and Gao Zongyuan couldn't help but laugh.
"So what? The end is already decided. You guys can just prepare to pass the car over to us."