"Oh my god, someone is actually using a Benz MPV to compete with our boss. Is this for real? Can such a car even keep up?"
"Does this guy really not understand or is he pretending? Can a multi-purpose vehicle compare to our racing cars? He actually didn't choose our car. Of course, I don't want him to drive mine either!"
"Don't say that. Perhaps he has a sure-win technique!"
"A sure-win technique? Don't joke with me! This is just a multi-purpose vehicle. If you race, it might collapse midway!"
The rich heirs mocked. They were rich and were not afraid of revenge. Moreover, everyone here knew each other. They had never seen Christopher before, so they were not afraid.
However, when Christopher spoke again, they couldn't laugh anymore. All of them felt that he was tempting fate.
"What's wrong with the MPV? I'll use this car to defeat all of you today."
