"You?" Xiong Lin's face was filled with horror.
"Yeah," Ran Yu nodded, "Liu Bing isn't here, and the race is about to start. If we don't participate, does that mean we'll miss the chance to get sponsorship?"
"Right," Xiong Lin nodded subconsciously.
"Then I'll replace him."
Xiong Lin was taken aback and quickly said, "But you can't drive, can you?"
"Who says I can't," Ran Yu rolled her eyes, "I just haven't gotten my driver's license yet."
Xiong Lin immediately shook his head, "No license, no way. What if something happens? Racing isn't bumper cars; it's very dangerous! Forget it, if we're 10th, we're 10th. Sponsorship... I'll think of something else later."
As he spoke, he picked up his phone and began dialing again.
At that moment, the referee's voice rang out, "What's going on with car number 8?"
Ran Yu looked around; everyone else had already gotten into their cars except for them.
