"Ji Chengling can no longer stay, otherwise, not only will the racing team be finished, but TS will be too! And once TS is gone, you can either go home, be a salted fish under your mom's watchful eye, or take a position at Yujing. Choose one!"
"I choose to fire Ji Chengling, the scourge of the team, and save TS!"
Lu Changchuan: "…And after we fire Ji Chengling then? Are you going to manage the team?"
"No way!"
Lu Tingshan's head shook like a rattle-drum, "I only like racing, not dealing with people. Not to mention those stinky men reeking of body odor!"
Lu Changchuan looked up at the sky, speechless, "Then, you must have someone in mind, right? It can't be that I have to manage it for you, can it?"
"That's not entirely out of the question!"
Looking at Lu Changchuan, who was speaking to her with such good temper, Lu Tingshan's eyes sparkled, "Ninth uncle, you handle the huge Yu Jing Group so well, TS would be a piece of cake. How about you take on the trouble…"
"Scram!"
