In the face of Chen Xiangbei's rejection, Briatore showed no impatience.
Instead, he exhaled a puff of smoke and asked calmly, "Bei, do you know what the mid-term operational costs for the team are?"
"No idea."
"This number."
Hua Bu said as he extended his index finger, "At least a hundred million!"
"Even if we build a wind tunnel, the improvements in testing, production, and manufacturing still run up to tens of millions of US dollars."
"Not to mention team salaries and operational management costs, which are also in the millions."
"If we want to compete for the championship, we're really short on money!"
Listening to Briatore, Chen Xiangbei remained silent.
He actually knew that mid-term operational costs for the team were considerable, but he kept quiet because he understood Briatore's intentions better.
The old Italian rogue wasn't saying this to brainwash him, he was either aiming to manipulate him or to push a deal.
