Chapter 377 Hell Level Racing

Zhong Mo blinked, turned his head and looked at Yang Mi: "Sister Mi Mi, are the people in Hong Kong all very poor?"

Yang Mi covered her face with her hands, a little embarrassed and said: "Zhong Mo, they have a hard time making money, and the remuneration is far less than our mainland, so even if you can play Ah Hu, it is estimated that there will be little pay, you have to be mentally prepared!"

"Oh, that's it!"

Zhong Mo suddenly realized.

"We, we are very poor?"

Zhao Zhiqiang widened his eyes, feeling that he was despised.

"Isn't it? How come a mere 200,000 is like 20 million in your eyes?"

Zhong Mo said with disdain, "Sister Mimi, how much assets do I have now?"

Yang Mi shrugged her shoulders and said helplessly, "You have only been officially debuted for ten days, how much assets can you have? You took three advertisements, one advertisement is 3 million a year, three advertisements is 9 million, and you also made a guest appearance in a play, which is about 4 million. After your songs were posted on the music platform, the download volume exceeded 10 million. I estimate that your assets are about 30 million now."

She was talking about the money that Zhong Mo made seriously. The shares he held in his hands were truly immeasurable!

"Only more than 30 million, you are really poor!"

Zhong Mo curled his lips, his face full of disdain and contempt!

Dozens of people at the scene were dumbfounded.

We all know that money is easy to make for you mainlanders, but it can't be so easy to make, right?

A young man who debuted for ten days made more than 30 million. Is it crazy?

Zhao Zhiqiang felt like he was going crazy.

He thought that the appearance fee of a young man like Zhong Mo would be at most a few thousand or tens of thousands of yuan. If he threw 200,000 yuan in his face, wouldn't he be able to kneel down and call him daddy? But he didn't expect that his assets were many times more than his own!

He suddenly felt very sad, wanted to cry, and wanted to bang his head against the wall!

He had been in the industry for more than ten years, and the money he earned was only enough to maintain a basic life, but he was not as good as a young man in the mainland!

It was so ironic!

"Zhong Mo, just tell me, do you dare to bet with me?"

Zhao Zhiqiang raised his head suddenly and glared at Zhong Mo fiercely, his eyes were mixed with envy, jealousy, anger and pain.

As for 200,000 yuan?

He was too embarrassed to speak!

The only thing he could show off now was his driving skills!

"I am willing to accompany you to the end!"

Zhong Mo smiled slightly, turned his head, and asked Ye Weixin, "Director Ye, you set the rules of the game, how about it?"

Although he was very confident in his driving skills, he had to be on guard against others!

Li Rumeng, the eldest daughter of the Li family, had so many bodyguards around her, and she was almost killed.

Who knows if Zhao Zhiqiang will use some sinister tricks in a rage?

Don't have the intention to harm others, but be on guard against others!

Ye Weixin also wanted to see Zhong Mo's driving skills, so he nodded and said, "No problem, follow me!"

Under the leadership of Ye Weixin, the crowd soon came to a very spacious open space, about three or four thousand square meters, in an oval shape, all yellow soil, not even cement, looking very desolate.

Ye Weixin took out a piece of paper, drew the planning and design of the site, and handed it to the staff next to him.

He explained to Zhong Mo and Zhao Zhiqiang: "The rules of your competition this time are very simple. I will draw a winding lane on this field, and there will be many obstacles in the middle. Whoever completes the whole course in the shortest time will win!"

"But, if you knock down an obstacle, +1 minute!"

"Do you understand?"

Zhong Mo and Zhao Zhiqiang looked at each other and nodded: "I understand!"

These staff members are accustomed to this kind of thing, not to mention it is a temporary track, so it took less than 20 minutes for the entire venue to become a simplified version of the track!

The entire track is about three meters wide and twists and turns, like a maze, and there are many obstacles on the track, mostly beer bottles, cans, liquor bottles, etc., as long as they are slightly touched, they will fall to the ground.

"Hiss, this competition is too scary, right? I have good driving skills, but I definitely can't get through!"

"That bottle is actually placed at one-third of the track, so there is only two meters of space left? How to get through?"

"If you are not a real racing master, you will definitely not be able to get through!"

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Everyone is going crazy looking at this rough and exaggerated track.

Director Ye is worthy of being Director Ye, the start is hell mode!

Ye Weixin smiled, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

That's right!

He deliberately designed the track like this!

Because he really didn't have much confidence in Zhong Mo's driving skills, he just helped him secretly!

If he designed the track like this, even Zhao Zhiqiang would not be able to get through easily. By that time, both of them would fall to the ground at the same time, wouldn't it be a draw?

He asked Zhong Mo and Zhao Zhiqiang: "Who will go first?"

"I, I'll go first!"

Zhao Zhiqiang stared at the track with his eyes fixed, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

He is one of the top 20 drag racers in Hong Kong, but he is not a car god!

You designed the track like this, isn't it too much to ask?

But he must be the first to challenge!

Because as long as he gets a good result, it will bring great psychological pressure to Zhong Mo, and the number of mistakes he makes will increase.

Zhong Mo shrugged his shoulders and acted as if he didn't care.

But when Zhao Zhiqiang arrived at the starting point, he almost cursed!

Did you, Ye Weixin, do this on purpose?

Since it's a drag race!

You should at least get a similar car, right?

You actually got a Santana that's more than ten years old. Is this for a human to drive?

But there was no other way. He proposed the competition himself, and the rules were set by Ye Weixin. Even if he was dissatisfied, he could only endure it. Besides, if he couldn't do it, then Zhong Mo, a young man, couldn't do it either!

He took a deep breath, opened the door, and sat in the main driver's seat. Everything was ready!

"Start!"

Ye Weixin stared at the stopwatch with his eyes fixed, and swung his left hand violently!

"Boom!"

Zhao Zhiqiang stepped on the accelerator violently, and the car had already bounced out.

But then he heard a "clang!" and a beer bottle was knocked to the ground by him and rolled to the side.

Zhao Zhiqiang blinked his eyes, quickly controlled the steering wheel, and turned to the right, finally avoiding a can in front of him on the left. Then he stepped on the accelerator, maintained a speed of 60 to 70 miles per hour, and drove forward.

It was not that he didn't want to speed up, but mainly because there would be one or two obstacles every 50 meters, and the angles were very tricky, and you would hit them if you were not careful.

This is too bullying!

Zhao Zhiqiang wanted to cry but had no tears, and he was almost crazy.