This is the racing club. As the few people chatted, Bo Yi started to arrange: "Bo Yan, we brothers haven't met for a long time. Let's race a car together?"

Bo Yan looked at the overseas Chinese, then looked at Bo Yi, with a smile on his face and no direct response.

However, Bo Yi was not mainly talking to Bo Yan. He made an appointment with his partner to discuss things, so he naturally had prepared the racing car. The two were talking about how to modify the racing car released by Aston Martin last year and how to use the new engine and other instruments to run in.

Bo Yan smiled lightly: "What's the point of such a simple racing car? It's not as good as a motorcycle."

Motorcycle racing is more difficult than ordinary racing cars. As we all know, cars are made of iron and motorcycles are made of iron and iron. Once an accident occurs, the motorcycle will have a higher mortality rate. Cars also have seat belt airbags and frames that can support, but motorcycles have almost no protection except helmets.

But it is really good to drive a motorcycle, and most of the people who come here are pursuing excitement, so there is also a motorcycle track here. The boss also drives a motorcycle, and he was a little excited when he heard this: "It's just that the technology is relatively average."

"It's just a racing car, not a competition, just a driving game. You can choose the simplest track."

The simplest track is a track similar to the kind that runs in school. It has straight lines and turns without any ups and downs, and the boss also agreed happily. When asked about Bo Yi, he smiled: "I have always been not good at playing motorcycles, so forget it. My brother is not a good actor, he has good driving skills. It is absolutely interesting to ask him to compete with you."

Bo Yi is not that he can’t play, he is not good at it. When he can’t win or control the situation 100%. Sure enough, the overseas Chinese boss laughed: “Okay, I haven’t tried what it feels like to compete with the Best Actor. The Best Actor will have to show mercy later.”

Bo Yan nodded calmly: "Of course, Bo Yi can't do it. His motorcycle skills are very poor."

Bo Yi had a smile on his face, but when he heard Bo Yan's words, it became gloomy for a second. But soon, he raised his smile again: "Since I'm a rare trip today, I'll be ugly. If I lose at that time, Boss Chen, don't blame me for my poor skills."

Boss Chen laughed: "President Bo will give him face, so let's start?"

Since this is a racing club, in addition to Bo Yan and his team who have a supercar here to store it for maintenance, they also provide other models for customers to choose from, and of course there are motorcycles. Bo Yi and Boss Chen each chose a modified Harley Motorcycle, which has strong performance, fast acceleration and good stability.

Bo Yan picked a version that had not been modified: "It's all."

Bo Yi was still ready to fight. When he saw Bo Yan picking the initial version, he thought he was just talking big just now, and he laughed: "Bo Yan, aren't you afraid that you can't film after falling down? It's not a joke to fall off a motorcycle, it hurts for a hundred days."

Bo Yan didn't argue, just asked: "Since it's a competition, there should be a lottery."

Boss Chen also smiled: "Yes, yes, yes, I don't know what lottery tickets Bo Actor wants?"

Bo Yan looked at Bo Yi and smiled faintly: "How about 10% of the shares of the gambling company?"
Chapter completed!