This is a racing club where several people are chatting, and Bo Yi starts to organize, "Bo Yan, it's been a long time since we brothers raced together, how about a race?"
Bo Yan looked at the overseas Chinese businessman and then at Bo Yi, his face showing a smile that was not quite a smile, and he did not respond directly.
However, Bo Yi's main purpose wasn't just to chat with Bo Yan, as he had arranged to meet a business partner here to discuss matters. Naturally, he had already prepared a racing car. The two were talking about how to modify last year's Aston Martin, how to match it with the new engine and other instruments for better performance.
Bo Yan chuckled lightly, "What's the fun in such simple car racing, why not motorcycle?"