It's rumored that the young master of the imperial capital is a flawless, world-class lover, but he has a few personality flaws. How do you, Sister Shen, view this?
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waste?
waste!
This is the word she has heard the most since entering the club!
Lin Shao closed her eyes, and before the surging undercurrent could erupt, she suppressed it fiercely.
The girl smiled coldly.
"Am I wasting your resources? And why do you always give me orders?"
In fact, few people in this team dared to talk to him like this. The man has always been an iceberg decision-maker in the team. Even if someone made a mistake, he didn't need to do anything. Just a cold look was enough to make the team members tremble and admit their mistakes and write a letter of guarantee.
So when the other players saw that his attitude towards newcomers was harsh and even sharp, they were also very surprised.
At this moment, the captain was leaning lazily on the Ferrari, with a faint smile on his lips filled with subtle mockery.
"Then do you know whose resources you are wasting?"
Lin Shao was stunned. Then he heard the man continue,
"What you're wasting is the racing resources that Lin Feiming built with all his inheritance."
Under the street light, the woman's back was frozen like a stone.
A drop of water rolled down quietly at the end of the hair.
Lin Feiming was the man who was only one trophy away from winning the European Grand Slam. He was also her father, a legendary racing driver who died tragically in a racing accident.
His legacy?
In other words, is it this club that failed to leave me with anything?
With his back to the man, Lin Shao had no expression on his face.
The captain looked at her back, put his hands in his trouser pockets and continued,
"Why? I heard this is your father's inheritance, so you think it's okay to waste it?"
Lin Shao's brows remained motionless, her voice devoid of any emotion. Her lowered gaze was like the snow in the abyss, cold and distant. She slowly spoke,
"No matter whose inheritance it is, it has nothing to do with me."
"I came here only at the coach's invitation, just to fill my stomach."
The man uttered an "oh" when he heard that, and there was a hint of malicious teasing in the ending tone.
It's hard to imagine that the usually icy captain would have such a side to him.
He slowly stood up and walked towards the girl.
"Just to fill your stomach?"
"Then with the coach's connections, you can definitely find an easier job, like a car washer? A mechanic? Wasn't that what you did before coming here?"
"Why do you keep trying to race cars day after day? Why don't you give up even if you always get out of the car halfway through?"
"If you work as a mechanic in a racing shop, you can earn several times more money than before."
"If it's just to fill your stomach, why wouldn't you do it?"
When she said the last sentence, the man had already walked behind her.
The girl's back was straight, and she looked like a slender yet extremely hard sword that had just been unsheathed.
Although it is sharp, it is also easy to break.
It seems to break if you bend it.
The man's eyes fell on her wet hair, and his brows frowned slightly.
Lin Shao fell silent after his question and did not speak for a long time.
In the close-up shot, Lin Shao bit her lips slightly, and the slightly red edge of her lips slowly turned white and was stained with a hint of bright red blood.
Her eyes were drooping, lost in thought, or perhaps she was staring stubbornly at something, refusing to speak, or perhaps she didn't know how to speak.
After a moment, the man laughed softly, his voice calm and with a condescending indifference.
"Coach Chen told me you have incredible racing talent, but so far I haven't seen any reason why we should keep you even if it means wasting resources."
"I don't want to keep waiting for a so-called talented racer who I don't know if he'll ever show up, so today is the deadline Coach Chen and I agreed on."