Qi Shaoyuan wanted to say everything without hesitation, and then stood on Wei Xufeng's head and laughed at him.

If it was someone else's secret, even if it was his own secret, he wouldn't help but tell it... But, this is the boss's secret!

No, he can't say it, he can't even say it even if he beats it to death...at most he can hint!

...

"The He family must have lost in this game." Suddenly, Wei Xufeng changed his mind and said to Qi Shaoyuan.

Qi Shaoyuan was slightly stunned, then shook his head and said, "Fuck, the He family will definitely win!"

Hearing the sound, Wei Xufeng glanced at Qi Shaoyuan and sneered: "The Lao Tang team is the strongest, and the He family team has never won, especially at this critical moment. He Lefeng, the oil bottle, has temporarily changed a navigator. I am afraid that neither of them has started to work together. The probability of the He family team winning is zero."

As a well-known professional racing audience of ashes, if he can't even see this, then he has studied the events of major teams over the years in vain.

"Oh, why don't we bet this way? I'll bet on the He family team to win. If the He family team is out, if I win, I want the boss's signature photo!" Qi Shaoyuan said hurriedly.

Wei Xufeng treasured a signed photo of the God of Death in the track, which was kept at home for his daily life, and he didn't even look at it. Qi Shaoyuan had been coveting for a long time.

"Haha, bet with me about the boss's signature photo, OK, what bet do you use to bet?" Wei Xufeng sneered.

"Boss' signature suit!" Qi Shaoyuan said excitedly.

"Signature Clothes?!" Wei Xu Feng was shocked and said in surprise: "You have?"

"Nonsense!" Qi Shaoyuan immediately stood up, walked to Wei Xufeng, and glanced back with his thumb: "Look at it yourself!"

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

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

"Fuck, look carefully and 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 and could not tolerate it!

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

Not fake...

It's true that the boss's handwriting is correct.

Wei Xufeng had a signed photo, and the boss also wrote the signature on him personally, so he was too familiar with the handwriting of the God of Death in the track.

"Damn!"

Wei Xufeng suddenly stood up from his seat excitedly and wanted to take off Qi Shaoyuan's clothes when he started.

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

"Where did you get it?" Wei Xufeng stared at Qi Shaoyuan, gritted his teeth, his eyes full of jealousy.

He spent so much money to take a necklace at a charity dinner. He originally had the opportunity to sign a real person, but because he had no paper, the material of the clothes could not be written, so he could only sign it on his waist. Later, he worked hard to finally get a signed photo. Qi Shaoyuan is so good that he actually got a signature coat quietly!!

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

Moreover, what surprised Wei Xufeng the most was that with Qi Shaoyuan's personality, if he really had the boss's signature clothes, he would have been clamoring around the world with a loudspeaker. How could he endure it until now to show off...

"You are so careful, hey, if you have flowers, I will play with you a kitchen knife!" Qi Shaoyuan quickly took off his clothes and saw that the signature was fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief. The ones who just signed were easy to get flowers!

"Wait, why do you... look like you just signed it?" Wei Xufeng looked strange.
Chapter completed!