President Yin's smile froze his tone restrained. "I see a bright future in you. With my support, you can reach new heights in your racing career. As for what I gain, well, having a talented racer associated with my name would only enhance my reputation. It's a mutually beneficial arrangement."
"I understand but my answer will remain the same. I have enough backers," replied Qie Xieling and President Yin couldn't contain himself anymore.
"You think your backer will be able to back you up forever? What will you do when he runs out of money?" he asked and Qie Xieling couldn't take it anymore.
Why were they all acting like racing was the only way to live? He was like a hamster, all he needed was good food and shelter and he would be fine.
