Mu Baoer controlled the steering wheel neatly, with a dark light in her eyes. She no longer wanted to rely on physical strength to make money so hard.
Since she has skills, why use them on the blade? She has escaped death many times and is already accustomed to danger.
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I came to a car modification and accessories factory in the old city. The location is relatively remote and the store is very old. It feels like it has a history of more than ten or twenty years. No matter how you look at it, it feels like it is in decline.
It was a deserted place, and the ones parked and repaired inside were all old cars of ordinary brands. There were a few employees, and they looked very sad and listless.
As soon as they saw a customer arriving and driving a luxury car, it was obvious that he was a big customer. The employees were immediately surprised and ran out to greet her enthusiastically and asked her if she needed anything.
Mu Baoer glanced at them: "I'm not here to repair the car. I saw your advertisement on the Internet and wanted to recruit a driver. I'm here to apply."
As soon as her words came out, several employees were dumbfounded and looked at each other. They had been advertising for so long, but few people came to apply. They came, also for the crappy stuff worth several thousand yuan. Unexpectedly, even women came now.
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"Miss, racing is not just for playing house. Racing is about life. It is not suitable for a young lady like you." A man in his forties, wearing ordinary clothes but with an unusually serious face came out and spoke.
It's Yan Shan, the owner of this repair shop.
Mu Baoer was not angry. It was not surprising that they thought she was a rich second-generation lady who came out to have fun.
When a woman participates in a racing car, people will always doubt her strength and purpose, not to mention she looks so young and doesn't look like a racing driver at all.
She raised her eyebrows calmly: "Boss, there is only one day left before the deadline. If you don't get enough team members, you will lose your qualifications. You don't want to lose the qualifications to participate. I don't need you to provide vehicles and technology, and I won't
For your application bonus, I only need one spot. This business is actually very cost-effective and will cost you nothing."
"This..." These words touched Yan Shan's mind. It was an urgent matter now. Although this woman seemed unreliable, she was not as arrogant as those second-generation rich people who were arrogant and used money to throw money at others.
More importantly, she doesn't need anything from them, which saves them a lot of money. But can a weak and delicate person like her do it?
At this time, several convertible sports cars parked arrogantly in front of the store, almost bumping into them, and several store clerks looked angry.
A few rich second-generation people wearing sunglasses, dressed stylishly and with arrogant faces stuck their heads out of the sports car and looked at Yan Shan.
Among them, a man driving a red Ferrari and wearing a thick gold chain around his neck grinned arrogantly and said:
"Yan Zizi, I heard that you haven't found anyone yet. It seems like you can't form a team. Hurry up and get rid of your poor and poor team members. Is racing worthy of poor people like you? Don't bring us down.
This shabby repair shop dares to participate in the competition. It can’t even attract any investors. It needs to close down as soon as possible to avoid affecting the appearance of the city.”
When the clerk A Dong saw how arrogant they were, he was so angry that he couldn't bear it: "If it weren't for you secretly causing trouble, would Archie have been admitted to the hospital? You despicable and shameless rich second generation."