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"Parter, it's useless for you to lose your temper now, it's a foregone conclusion."

A foreign driver put his arms around his chest and leaned against the wall and said lightly.

"Don't say it's you, didn't we also lose to that Huaxia kid?"

Another well-known driver also spread his hands helplessly.

Parter turned his head, glared at him coldly, and said suddenly: "You are you, I am me, can you be the same as me?!"

"you……"

The foreign driver was choked by his words and was speechless.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, Parter, why did you invite us all to this place?"

One foreign driver was impatient.

They were all afraid to come here by special appointment, and now that there are so many well-known drivers gathered, they don't even know what Parter wants to do.

"That is, if there is nothing else, I have to go back to rest. Tomorrow I have to face two Huaxia female college students!"

"Me too, I managed to hook up with a few female college students. I must have good spirits to defeat them all. I don't want to waste time here."

Other drivers also expressed that they did not want to be here for nothing.

Seeing that these people started to contradict him, Palt's eyes showed a trace of ferocity.

To him, these people are simply a mob.

In terms of driving skills, they can't compare to themselves at all!

But what is very sad now is that I still have to unite with them in order to accomplish one thing!

"I'll just ask you, are you willing to be intimidated by a Chinese boy riding on your head?"

Parter asked seriously, his eyes fixed on everyone's expressions, as if he wanted to see through their inner thoughts.

Hearing his question, everyone was a little unnatural.

They were all foreigners, and all were white.

As a pure white man, the pride, arrogance, and self-righteous arrogance and nobility in the bones cannot be concealed.

In their eyes, they are the most noble race in the world.

The rest, whether yellow or black, are just ants crawling on the surface.

How can they compare with these high-ranking gods? !

So this question of Parter just stimulated their hearts.

Everyone felt extremely unhappy that Zhou Ling was above them!

And think, this is a kind of humiliation to white people!

"Does it need to be said? How can a yellow-skinned boy be compared with us?!"

"No matter where we are, we are the most noble, not these yellow skins can compare!"

"Of course we don't want this to happen, so what? They are indeed better than us. Besides, isn't it because you didn't hold the title of the God of Cars yourself that made him overtake us?"

Everyone opened their mouths to express their dissatisfaction.

There are also people who are quite critical of Parter, who seem to have pushed the mistake of this matter on his head.

Listening to their words, although Parter felt very unhappy in his heart, he was satisfied that at least these people had reached an agreement.

"That's good, as long as we are united enough, there is nothing that can't be done! We can even make that kid dim and make him a car god who doesn't live up to his name!!!"

Parter's expression became very gloomy, as if a sinister plan had been brewing in his heart.

In terms of technology, he believed that he was indeed inferior to Zhou Ling.

If he compares again, he can only lose even worse.

But he also has other means of fighting back! ! !

"What's your plan? Say it now!"

A foreign driver urged impatiently.

Partt said to them seriously: "Tomorrow, the high-level officials of Ferrari headquarters will come here. If there is no accident, they will want to find that yellow-skinned boy to negotiate a contract!"

Ferrari is an established high-end sports car brand.

The authority in the industry, naturally needless to say.

The influence of this brand is also very huge, and many drivers are very eager to cooperate with them.

This will not only increase your worth, but also drive your own fame with Ferrari's fame!

The Ferrari brand also likes to cooperate with many excellent drivers.

"what do you mean……"

"That's right, if there is an accident, they must want to negotiate a cooperation contract with that yellow-skinned boy! After that, we will join forces and make this matter a crime!"

Palter laughed sinisterly.

This is the truth that he recruited so many people to come here today to plan! ! !

Because all the drivers in this room have one thing in common.

That is, he has a contract with Ferrari on his body.

As long as they unite and put pressure on Ferrari, I believe that Ferrari will never dare to underestimate their power.

Thus forcing Ferrari to give up its cooperation with Huaxia Auto God!

In this way, this Chinese boy will definitely suffer some negative effects in terms of fame!

And this is the price he has to pay for his dominance over white people! ! !

Chapter 238 The arrival of Ferrari executives

After listening to Palt's words, the others looked at each other in dismay, as if thinking about the feasibility of this plan.

"Can this really work?"

Some were skeptical.

Parter said confidently: "The probability of success is always greater than failure, and this method is better than doing nothing, isn't it?"

Others thought about it and felt that it seemed to make sense.

They didn't want to see that Huaxia kid in high spirits.

They are arrogant and will never allow this kind of "rebellious" thing to happen! ! !

"Okay, when the time comes, let's unite and never let that kid succeed!"

After thinking about it for a while, everyone finally reached an agreement.

The group of well-known foreign drivers laughed, as if some kind of victory had been achieved.

They even ordered a few bottles of champagne to celebrate.

Zhou Ling naturally received the news that Ferrari executives were coming.

In fact, it was only after he nodded and agreed that those foreign executives could enter Huaxia to report to him and have a formal meeting.

The next day, Zhou Ling called Jiang Qingrou and went to the hotel meeting room that had been agreed.

"Why did you bring me here?"

Jiang Qingrou asked strangely.

"You'll find out later."

Zhou Ling said with a smile, and deliberately sold it off.

After a while, the people at the top of Ferrari also rushed over.

After getting off the plane, they didn't stop at all and came over quickly.

"Mr. Zhou!"

After seeing Zhou Ling, the foreign old man walking at the very front greeted him with great respect.

His name is John, and he is also the main talker in the foreign team.

"Ah hello."

Zhou Ling shook hands with him, and then introduced Jiang Qingrou.

"This is Ferrari's high-level personnel, this is my friend Jiang Qingrou, and I am also an excellent female driver in China!"

"Hello, lucky to meet you!"

Hearing Zhou Ling's introduction, John warmly shook hands with Jiang Qingrou.

Jiang Qingrou was a little flattered, her mind couldn't react a little, was this too sudden?

The point is, these people in front of her shocked her.

These people are actually high-level personnel of Ferrari?

Does that mean that their status is extraordinary?

It's just, how could people of their identity come here in a team?

Could it be that the birth of a new Huaxia car god is really so sensational, is it worth the dispatch of so many of them?

Because she hadn't heard John's name for Zhou Ling clearly just now, she thought they were here just because Zhou Ling was the god of the car.

Moreover, even if she heard it clearly, she would not think too deeply.

After all, who would have thought that the man standing beside him is the actual controller of Ferrari at the moment?

And John didn't despise Jiang Qingrou because he was a Chinese driver, at least not now.

If it was in the past, he wouldn't care who the girl was at all, let alone take the initiative to shake hands with her so enthusiastically.