Super Craftsman Chapter 239

Chapter 239 - What Do You Gamble on (1)

Guo Tailai only stretched out his hand once, but it was already enough to overwhelm the entire audience. Including Wan Ming, everyone looked at Guo Tai Lai in a different light.

"Bro, it's a misunderstanding!" The leader across from him realized that Guo Tai Lai and Elder Sister Yan were definitely not to be trifled with, so he lowered his voice a little. His tone became normal, and he was no longer as annoying as before.

"It doesn't matter." Guo Tailai smiled and didn't take it to heart. "Let's chat, let's race. Don't do anything, just remember in the future."

Wan Ming was dumbfounded. He and Guo Tailai knew each other at school. At that time, Guo Tailai was still a simple and honest fatty. He laughed all day long. How could he be so domineering?

Long Fei was also dumbfounded, he had always felt that Guo Tai Lai's processing skills was just Wan Ming bragging, so he had always been nose to nose and eyes towards Guo Tai, he could not get used to it, but he never thought that Guo Tai would be so powerful!

"Fu Juncai!" Seeing that his little brother was unhurt, the leader calmed down. He stretched out his hand towards Guo Tailai to shake his hand and reported his name.

"Guo Tailai!" Guo Tai Lai reached out and held Fu Juncai's hand, reporting his name.

"Sorry, Xiao Lin didn't do the right thing this time." Fu Juncai sincerely apologized for his little brother. After he finished apologizing, he turned his head and shouted to his little brother: "Xiao Lin, apologize!"

Chu Fei, who was behind Guo Tai Lai, came out and snorted at Xiao Lin. He did not reply, but looking his expression, he should have accepted this brat's apology.

Elder Sister Yan had already kept his baton, picked up the jacket that was thrown away, and put it back in her hand. The people on the side saw that the Elder Sister Yan did not do anything, they felt scared. If they were to make a move, these unarmed rich second generations would definitely not be a match for a capable female bodyguard. Not to mention Guo Tai, luckily he did not do anything.

They did not see the small blade in Elder Sister Yan's other hand. Otherwise, they would all be covered in cold sweat.

"Alright, we were in the wrong this time." Fu Juncai opened his mouth once again, apologizing once again. After that, he turned to Wan Ming and said, "Wan Ming, is the car still not ready to race yet? It's already the end of the year, so when is the competition going to start? "

"When?" Fu Juncai immediately asked: "How much longer do we have to wait?"

Wan Ming could not answer and turned to look at Guo Tailai. Would it be possible to race a car? Would he not need to see when Guo Tai Lai could finish making the engine?

"Are you sure that the electronic system can be used?" Guo Tai Lai confirmed once again towards Long Fei.

This time, Long Fei did not do anything strange, Guo Tai Lai's words could be considered to have shocked Long Fei quite a bit, and since this matter was related to Wan Ming's business, Long Fei no longer targeted Guo Tai Lai, and nodded heavily.

"One week!" Guo Tailai gave him a time limit. "With the adjustment of the assembly, a week's time will be given."

"One week later!" Wan Ming believed Guo Tai Lai's words completely, he immediately turned and replied to Fu Juncai: "We'll have a round here in a week."

"This car?" Fu Juncai looked at the two lumps of twisted metal and sneered: "Good! I won't take advantage of you. Half a month, I'll give you half a month. Mr. Guo, you don't mind, right? "

"I don't care!" Guo Tailai spread out his hands to indicate that he didn't care. If the driver wanted to give him more time, he wouldn't refuse it. It would be a waste if he gave it to him. One more week could give the rider one more week of training!

Of course, Wan Ming was happy too. The two parties happily decided on the date of the competition, and Fu Juncai finally left with a few of his friends. When he left, Fu Juncai smiled at Wan Ming and made a gesture to cut his throat.

"Fatty, I …" Wan Ming was a little embarrassed. When Xiao Lin extended his hand out just now, he did not even have the time to say a single word.

"CB750, the same 750 displacement." Wan Ming quickly replied: "The cars that are set to be within one hundred thousand Yuan, even though I bought the wreckage, it still hasn't exceeded that number."

"You cheated!" Guo Tai Lai mercilessly exposed Wan Ming's lies, "If I were to add in my labour fees, it would have exceeded this amount by now, right?"

"They also rebuilt their cars." Wan Ming actually did not feel any burden from this. "Everyone weighs half a catty against 8 taels, no one needs to be said about anyone. "Fatty, I already rented a small factory. What equipment do you need?"

"There's no need to go through all that trouble. Just come to my place." Guo Tailai waved his hand with a smile, "I have a complete repair plant and the necessary equipment. "Yes, we can also put them there …"

With that, Guo Tai Lai turned to look at Long Fei. Long Fei had always found him unpleasing to the eye, and it was possible that he might not be willing to assemble there.

"I hope you're not bragging." Because of Guo Tai Lai's actions, Long Fei now had a better impression of Guo Tai Lai, but he was still not convinced. He spoke a few words with some emotion, but he did not object to going over to Guo Tai Lai's side to assemble.

"Okay, then come to my place. Remember to send the things over as soon as possible, mainly to take the electronic system apart." Guo Tailai immediately gave the order to leave an address for Wan Ming to send the items over.

"Oh, right. What exactly are you guys betting on?" Guo Tai asked curiously before he left. This group of people could wait from a few months to half a year just for this race car.

Well, Guo Tailai expressed his admiration for these rich second generations who pursued money. This kind of thing was resolved in such a way. But why don't you use Suzuki's car and use Honda when you're competing for the right to represent Suzuki?

When Guo Tai Lai drove the RX-7 past the two people and waved goodbye, Long Fei looked at the RX-7, a complicated expression on his face.

"Brother Ming, can that fatty really produce it in a week?" Long Fei asked worriedly.

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