"Uncle Li, please be kind to me. I am a very good friend. Even if you don't care about my face, you will also care about my father's face." Qi Shaoyuan said hurriedly.

"this……"

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, then sighed, a little helpless, "Shao Yuan, it's really not that Uncle Li doesn't give you face, or that your father's face, the guild is just this rule..."

Qi Shaoyuan: “…”

"Okay, I'll trouble Uncle Li." Qi Shaoyuan had no choice but to leave.

"Wait." The middle-aged man suddenly called Qi Shaoyuan.

Hearing the sound, Qi Shaoyuan looked slightly happy: "Uncle Li, have you discussed it?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, "There is no discussion. I just want to ask you, what is the name of the racer you mentioned who was banned from abroad? I have to register it and strictly prohibit this person from going on the track."

Qi Shaoyuan's mouth twitched slightly: "I don't know..."

He promised the boss that he could not reveal her identity.

...

President's Office.

"Dad, please give me some face..." Qi Shaoyuan looked at his father with a funny face.

"Give you face?" The man brows were deeply locked.

"Dad, I don't give me face, just treat you as giving yourself a face. I am really a very good friend..." Qi Shaoyuan said.

"Impossible." President Qi said with a expressionless face: "No one can be banned from racing guilds in any country, let alone creating his own racing team. This is absolutely forbidden."

"dad……"

"Go out." President Qi said impatiently.

"oh……"

...

After Qi Shaoyuan left, the middle-aged man who was called Uncle Li by Qi Shaoyuan, walked into the president's office with a smile.

"President Qi, Shao Yuan has also looked for me before." said the middle-aged man.

"I do nothing all day, I don't have to pay attention to him." President Qi said.

"By the way, how is the formation of a new racing team done?" President Qi asked.

Hearing the sound, the middle-aged man nodded and said, "It's quite smooth. This global league is held in China. Many more powerful racers want to join, but... compared with the top racing teams abroad, we are still a little different."

President Qi fell into silence in this regard.

"Like wz team, dark night team, falcon team, etc., those top teams are too strong. Unfortunately, there are no great-level racers like Langmang or Butcher in China, otherwise, they would not be so passive." The middle-aged man sighed.

"Improper." President Qi put down the documents in his hand and looked at the middle-aged man, "You might as well say that there are no racers like Yeva in our Chinese racing circle."

Hearing the sound, the middle-aged man smiled, "President, I dare not think about this... I can still think about you like Lang Python and the butcher. As for god-level people like Yeva, let's forget it."

"It's strange." President Qi thought: "Racing drivers of the level of yeva are extremely powerful and can teach how the racers like Langmang and Tu suddenly disappeared." President Qi was a little puzzled.

The middle-aged man didn't find it strange, "Maybe it's because he made enough money. Also, I heard that he was injured a little before. There may be reasons for this, but no matter what, it's a pity. If such a baby is in China, even if he kneels down and begs her, I can't let her retire."

"You kneel?" President Qi glanced at the middle-aged man and then said, "I can kneel."
Chapter completed!