Qi Shaoyuan really wanted to tell everything without hesitation, and then stand on Wei Xufeng's head and laugh at him.

If it's someone else's secret, even if it's his own, he won't be able to help telling it... But, this is the boss's secret!

No, he absolutely can't say it, not even to death... He can only hint at it!

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"The He family will definitely lose this game." Suddenly, Wei Xufeng changed the subject and said to Qi Shaoyuan.

Qi Shaoyuan was slightly startled, then shook his head and said: "Fart, the He family will definitely win!"

Hearing this, Wei Xufeng glanced at Qi Shaoyuan and said with a sneer: "Laotang Racing Team is the strongest, Hejia Racing Team has never won, especially at this juncture, He Lefeng, the loser, even temporarily replaced him.

Navigator, I'm afraid the two of them haven't even started to get along, so the probability of the He family team winning is zero."

As a well-known hardcore professional racing event spectator, if he can't even see this, then his studies of the major teams' events over the years have been in vain.

"Oh, otherwise, how about we make a bet. I bet that the Hejia Racing Team will win. If the Hejia Racing Team is eliminated, if I win, I want the boss's autographed photo!" Qi Shaoyuan said hurriedly.

Wei Xufeng treasures a signed photo of Yeva, the god of death on the track. He keeps it at home for worship without even looking at it. Qi Shaoyuan has coveted it for a long time.

"Haha, bet me on the boss's autographed photo, okay, what's your bet?" Wei Xufeng sneered.

"Boss's signature shirt!" Qi Shaoyuan said excitedly.

"Signed clothes?!" Wei Xufeng was shocked and said in surprise: "You have one?"

"Nonsense!" Qi Shaoyuan immediately stood up, walked to Wei Xufeng's side, and twitched his thumb backward slightly: "See for yourself!"

Immediately, Wei Xufeng subconsciously looked behind Qi Shaoyuan - "yeva"

"It must be fake!" Wei Xufeng sneered almost without thinking.

"Fart, look carefully to see if it's the boss's handwriting!" Qi Shaoyuan said angrily.

He actually said that the signature given to him by the boss was fake, which is intolerable!

At this moment, Wei Xufeng looked at Qi Shaoyuan's back again. After a few breaths, Wei Xufeng's brows suddenly frowned deeply.

It's not fake...

It's indeed the boss's handwriting.

Wei Xufeng has a signed photo, and the boss even wrote his signature on him personally, so he is very familiar with the handwriting of Yeva, the god of death on the track.

"Holy shit!"

Wei Xufeng suddenly stood up from his seat in excitement and started to take off Qi Shaoyuan's clothes.

"What are you doing? You want to rob, you want to rob, right?" Qi Shaoyuan quickly turned around and took a few steps back.

"Where did you get it from?" Wei Xufeng stared at Qi Shaoyuan, gritting his teeth, his eyes filled with jealousy.

He spent so much money to get a necklace at a charity dinner. Originally, when he saw a real person, he had the opportunity to ask for an autograph. However, because there was no paper and the material of the clothes could not be written on, he could only sign it on his waist. Later,

After a lot of effort, he finally got a signed photo. Qi Shaoyuan was so good, he managed to get a signed shirt quietly!!

I can't bear it...I absolutely can't bear it!

Moreover, what makes Wei Xufeng most strange is that with Qi Shaoyuan's character, if he really had the boss's signature shirt, he would have shouted all over the world with a loudspeaker. How could he hold back until now to show off...

"Be careful, hey, if you get it messed up, I'll play with you with a kitchen knife!" Qi Shaoyuan quickly took off his clothes and saw that the signature was okay.

"Wait a minute, you...how do you look like you just signed the contract a while ago?" Wei Xufeng looked strange.
Chapter completed!