"The best F1?" Harrison turned his head to look at Li Ming.

Li Ming shook his head slightly, his eyes were full of doubts, the racing track that can train such a driver must be a very famous place, but why does he know nothing about it?

David's hand reached his chin, and he muttered, "It's a familiar name, I think I've heard it somewhere." ”

"yes." Fang Mingwei said with a smile: "In our circle, the best F1 is indeed the most famous place, as long as it is a man, it is estimated that no one will know it." ”

The two middle-aged people and one elderly man in the field were sweating profusely at the same time, although they were a little older, but it was only very difficult for them to admit that they were not men.

They are all old foxes who have been famous in the mall for many years, and they all have their own set of skills in seeing people.

After seeing Fang Mingwei's sincere expression, they all believed that this young boy did not deceive them, because no one could still maintain such clear eyes when lying.

But no matter how hard they try to use their brains, they really can't remember where there is a high-quality F1 racetrack.

"Ahem, it turned out to be from the best F1, and it's really a master." David snorted and changed the topic without a trace: "Mr. Fang has such a high talent for racing cars, don't you know that he has played mecha before?" ”

"Played for two days."

"So Mr. Fang is not interested in playing mechas?"

It wasn't until this moment that Fang Mingwei let go of his thoughts, and he finally understood why these people were showing favor to him. It turned out that they, like Zhang Chunsheng, fell in love with their "talent".

Although the mecha looks extremely stylish, it actually doesn't have a certain talent and can't become a mecha master.

In the private sector, the vast majority of mecha players are the ones who begin to take their first steps to fame on the racing track. In a way, the talents required for racing cars and mechs are the same.

In many racetracks, the best racers end up working as mechs.

It's not just because the mecha is more majestic, but because the mecha is far away from the race and the driver has a rich way, and he has a lot of money.

Fang Mingwei adjusted his sitting posture on the sofa and said, "Of course, I don't think any man can resist the temptation of the mecha. ”

"So has Mr. Fang joined a certain club?" Li Ming asked quietly.

"yes, I've signed with a club."

A hint of disappointment flashed on the faces of Harrison and the others at the same time, but they had already been mentally prepared for this answer.

There are not many people in this world whose spiritual strength and physical ability have reached level 5 or above, but it is rare to show such an amazing control ability at a young age.

It is luck to want to find such talents, but if you want to give full play to these talents, you must invest a lot of manpower and material resources.

Just look at Fang Mingwei's performance on the circuit just now, with a Volkswagen T-20 can leave all the well-modified cars far behind, if it weren't for the sudden mechanical failure, then no one would be able to threaten him at all.

Fang Mingwei was able to do this step, although the eighth-level spiritual power that everyone under the age of twenty was envied by everyone under the age of twenty played a great role. But the main thing is his speed of reaction and judgment.

Being able to reach speeds of 500 kilometers per hour on the Devil's Track shows that his prediction and decision of the situation have reached the point of unity. To be able to do this, in addition to having extraordinary talent, you must also go through a lot of practical practice.

Without thousands of actual combat experiences, it is absolutely impossible to use the technology to such a point.

To be able to cultivate a master like Fang Mingwei, the amount of money and manpower spent is not a small amount, and this expenditure is definitely not something that an ordinary white-collar family can afford.

Therefore, if Fang Mingwei did not sign a contract with a club, it would be abnormal.

Li Ming smiled bitterly and said, "It's a pity, so can you tell me which club you signed with?" ”

Hesitated for a moment, anyway, this was not a secret matter, so Fang Mingwei did not hide it, but said directly: "Comet." ”

"Comet? Do you mean the Comet Club under the Comet Group? ”

"Yes."

The three of them exchanged a look that only each other could understand, and Li Ming smiled: "Mr. Fang, no matter what, this mistake was caused by our club's vehicle, so please accept this money." Even if you make friends, you can meet in the future. ”

Fang Mingwei glanced at him in surprise, 10 million is of course not a huge amount of money for such a large racing track, but money is not spent like this.

Li Ming keenly discovered his suspicions, and couldn't help but smile: "Mr. Fang, this time we raced our club and made a net profit of 50 million credits, these are all the benefits you bring. ”

Fang Mingwei thought of the hundreds of millions of bets before the game, and he had some faith in this sentence. After thinking about it, he picked up the gold card on the table, put it in his pocket, and said, "Then thank you Mr. Li." ”

Although 10 million is a lot, for Fang Mingwei, it is not that he will not be able to earn it in the future. You might as well accept it at this moment, even if they regret it in the future, it's a big deal to accompany them.

After sending Fang Mingwei away, Harrison put away his smile and asked, "The best F1?" What is the club? It shouldn't be a third-rate club that can cultivate such seedlings. ”

Li Ming smiled slightly and said, "I haven't heard of the best F1, but I know the comet he signed a contract with." ”

"Oh, how's the strength?" Harrison asked with interest.

"Not in the stream." Li Ming said lightly.

If Fang Mingwei heard this sentence at this moment, he would definitely be surprised. Behind the Comet Club, there is a Comet Group with huge industries on five planets.

It is of course unbelievable that such a behemoth has become unpopular in the mouth of the general manager of a racing track.

David ravaged the thick flesh on his chin fiercely, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and he muttered: "Best F1, Best F1......"

Li Ming shook his head slightly and persuaded: "David, don't rub it, if you rub it again, it won't be your chin." ”

David was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "It's not the chin, what is that?" ”

"Monkey ass."

"Monkeys?"

David suddenly came to his senses, raised his head angrily, and was about to scold angrily.

Harrison hurriedly interjected: "Okay, you two are in trouble, call Johansen for me, I want to know which club that best F1 is." ”

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