Amid the boos from the audience, Teji scurried to Alvin's side and led them to a less crowded position.

Alvin squinted at Tegi, who was busy before and after, and only when he sneered and wanted to talk to himself, did he sneer and say, "Bastard wants to go crazy for money, right?"

Is Death Ride bad? Got to find an eye-catching gimmick? ”

Teji tugged hard at the neckline, smiling bitterly and not daring to answer Alvin's words, afraid that he would be beaten if he really said his thoughts.

Alvin turned his head to look at the crowd around him, a large number of reporters and photographers, and even an OB truck parked not far away.

Countless young men and women gathered in the huge square, and just as Alvin wanted to praise Teji for doing a good job, a young man suddenly jumped out of an empty stage, causing a large number of shouts.

Alvin looked at the young man on the stage who was singing and dancing and making the little girls in the audience scream like crazy, and after thinking about it, he remembered that this was the little bastard named Justin who smoked too much marijuana on the TV station and touched himself with porcelain and then urinated on his own bar.

Glaring at Tegi, who had been laughing behind him, Alvin said funny: "You do have brains, TV broadcasts, opening performances, you are treating the final of the Flying Car Race as a Super Bowl, right?"

But you don't even charge for tickets, where does the income come from? ”

Teji was scratched in the itch, and the black guy shook his head and said: "The TV broadcast was bought by ABC, and the broadcast fee of $76 million is enough to make up for the ticket revenue."

Combined with the various sponsorships, our total revenue has exceeded $100 million.

Of course, we didn't actually make any money this time, and we spent almost all that money on repairing the track, organizing fences, preparing performance venues, and the appearance fees of more than a dozen stars.

But next year things will change, and a professional told me that this is what builds a brand, and maybe in the future, Hell's Kitchen's Flying Race will be as popular with racing enthusiasts as F1. ”

Alvin didn't pay attention to the others, he heard the number 100 million, and in recent days, these gang bosses always seem to like to use "100 million" as a unit when talking to themselves.

As if it weren't enough to show his strength, Alvin had the illusion of being surrounded by capitalists.

Glancing at the Justin pants on the stage that had fallen to his knees and was still there "hum haha" jumping and jumping, Alvin said a little unpleasantly: "In the future, these singers will find some cheap ones, anyway, these people will just watch the fun." ”

Teji listened to it for a while, thinking that Alvin didn't like this Justin, so he nodded seriously and said: "Actually, this guy is very cheap, he offended the TV station and the agency, and he made a mess with the media."

If you don't like it, I'll kick him out right away, and I'm actually looking for him because he fits Hell's Kitchen......"

Alvin was stunned for a long time after hearing this, then pressed Teji who was about to go to catch people, and said with a smile: "Then him, I will find him to sing in the future, and don't look for anyone else."

The contract was signed for a few years, and he was allowed to sing for 3 hours at a time.

This little bastard is really fit in Hell's Kitchen, and he's the only one alive who dares to pee on my bar. ”

Teji looked at Alvin with a strange expression, and finally pinched his nose and approved Alvin's indiscriminate command, what the boss is pursuing for these stars is an affordable, which makes people speechless.

He was hesitant to tell Alvin the value of the stars behind him, whether he would be punched by the boss and fly off the field after he said it.

Teji himself knows that although the Death Speed, a racing carnival that has lasted for half a year, is nominally under his name, everyone understands that the soul of it is Alvin.

It was Alvin who managed to legalize the illegal event, and it was he who completely forwent the proceeds and decided to make the event a national entertainment project, which created a lot of jobs and economic benefits for the entire community of Hell's Kitchen.

Alvin himself probably didn't think about how much benefit those excellent viewing positions would have been for those lucky families in this cramped neighborhood with no stands, an open-ended arena with no tickets at all.

In addition, the twice-weekly racing parties for the past six months have been no worse than those famous nightclubs.

This allows a lot of people to find a way to eat there, and at this kind of gathering of large numbers of racers, even selling condoms can get a person a good meal for a week.

None of this was what Alvin thought at the time, and his only thought at the time was that when the game was legalized, the Death Speed League would need to take on the entire Hell's Kitchen road maintenance, surveillance design, travel security, and so on, which was a clause that Alvin had negotiated with Director George and the city government at the time.

It is also because only Teji is willing to take on these jobs that he can stand out from so many black bosses and become the president of the Death Speed League.

Now if you want to talk about who has the best relationship with the police among the black bosses of Hell's Kitchen, it has to be Teji.

In order to increase the impact of the event by broadcasting the game online, the dude installed a set of advanced surveillance cameras in Hell's Kitchen, and eventually shared the system with the police department.

It's a tournament that really benefits the whole of Hell's Kitchen, and maybe in the end Teji himself won't make much money, but it has allowed Teji to earn influence and find his future goals.

This is the reason why he is willing to spend a lot of money on this final, someone told him that running a brand requires a huge investment, he doesn't know how big is big, but it should be right to put the money he earns away the bonuses and necessary reserves, and invest everything else.

Alvin glanced at Tegi, who was a little "angry", and smiled and looked at the tent that had been set up along the street on his left, where there were race cars, engineers, and emergency repair equipment.

Although most of the people in the tent were makeshift teams from Hell's Kitchen by the riders who were participating in the race, whether it was useful or not, Tegi's determination to make the race bigger and stronger was really on display.

To the right of Alvin was the hot stage surrounded by a large crowd.

The young men and women shook their bodies desperately to the music on the stage, and the psychedelic lights added to the whole arena fell into a bizarre state of excitement.

In the face of this lively situation, Alvin can't say whether it's good or bad, anyway, if there are more people, you can make money.

A few young black buddies don't know how much money they have received, they are wearing advertising shirts and constantly spinning in front of several fixed camera positions, singing and dancing to make people look funny.

All of you who are a bit of a formal industry have found their goal, and the commentators of the two TV stations are sitting in front of a large sign plastered with special advertisements, and are broadcasting the lively racing carnival live.

Dominic and Brian awkwardly approached Alvin in a race suit, as if they had something to say.

Looking at Dominic and Brian approaching, Alvin was a little dumbfounded to see the words "Alexei at your service" and "Welcome to Pluto's pharmacy" printed on their bodies.

Compared to the sponsors of those drivers in professional events, these two are simply LOW to the point of explosion.

Seeing Alvin's teasing gaze, Brian, who had a better relationship with him, shrugged his shoulders with a smile, patted the advertisement on his body, and said, "They gave a good price, my child is about to be born, and I need to earn some money so that Mia and the child can live a good life." ”

Alvin stepped forward and smiled and high-fived Brian and hugged him, pointing to a few riders in and out of his pit tent in professional racing suits not far away, and said, "Compared to those fools who help people advertise for free, your choice is much smarter." ”

Saying that, Alvin looked at Brian's handsome face, and said with a smile: "You will become a star, one day big brands such as Mobil and Marlboro will sponsor you, maybe your neckline will sell for tens of thousands of yuan in the future." ”

Brian grinned happily and said, "I hope that day comes soon......"

Alvin nodded with a smile, glanced at Dominic, who had a stiff expression next to him, shook his hand with a smile, and said, "Man, your facial paralysis must be cured, otherwise you will have to be a biker forever." ”

Dominic smiled with a strange crooked expression, and then said in a deep voice, "We wanted to ask, you really don't have anything to do with Giselle?"

Today's game ......"

Alvin glanced at the two girls who had already parked in the starting stall with a headache, and said distressedly: "If I know who made the rumor, I will go and beat his out."

It's none of your business, it's your job to win.

Don't let outsiders steal the championship ......"

When Alvin was angry, the black buddy Roman was sitting on his racing engine with a beautiful woman and a group of maintenance workers talking there, and just as he was sneakily gossiping about Alvin and Giselle as gossip, he suddenly sneezed.

Rubbing his nose, Roman looked at the already dark sky and muttered, "It's getting cooler?" ”

A rude maintenance worker approached Roman, graciously handed over a cigarette, made a lewd gesture, and said with a smile: "Principal Alvin is really with that Giselle, well......"

Roman raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and whispered with a lewd chuckle: "Of course, I saw it with my own eyes that day......

I have a guy named Han who decided to open a restaurant because he didn't want to drive a race car because of this. ”