"You'll know when you get there," Xiao Ya said mysteriously.
Hearing the girl's reply, Ye Chen felt like he'd gotten into a bandit's car.
The red Ferrari zipped through the street and stopped after a while.
Xiao Ya opened the car door, signaling Ye Chen to get out.
When Ye Chen saw the scene before him, he realized he'd been duped, thinking to himself, "What a tricky little demon."
In front of him was a racetrack, but unlike the usual ones, this track was pay-to-enter.
The surrounding area was packed with luxury cars, and further ahead was the ticket counter. Xiao Ya led Ye Chen toward the ticket counter.
Seeing the information displayed, Ye Chen thought to himself that it's so easy to trick young people's money; entry tickets were 1000 yuan per person, and participant tickets were 10,000 yuan per race.
This is plain daylight robbery. After reading, Ye Chen turned around to leave; though he had money, he wouldn't just throw it away here.
