After Jiang Siming looked it over, he confirmed it was real and immediately kicked himself out of bed.
The sumptuous feast that had been right in front of him suddenly no longer seemed appealing.
Poison—it was actually a Poison. Jiang Siming also had a Lamborghini, but his was worth only a little over ten million, while the Poison was worth two hundred million.
How could Jiang Siming not want it? Although he already had a Porsche 918, which was also a supercar, it was still two tiers below the Poison.
He really wanted it. It was like playing League of Legends—who wouldn't want the Lobster, or Guardian Ryze?
This was a great opportunity. Usually, even if you had the money, you wouldn't know where to buy one, and you couldn't get one anyway.
Someone had actually dared to use this as a prize today. All Jiang Siming could say was that the man was far too confident. The boss who organized the race probably believed he could win it, which was why he had been so bold.
To be fair, if it were Jiang Siming, he absolutely wouldn't have been willing to use a Poison as a wager.
The man had also made it clear at the end of the video that outsiders could participate, provided they owned a car worth more than five million and paid a ten-million registration fee.
Although many people wanted to go, they backed out when they saw the registration requirements. They wanted to, but simply didn't have the means. Still, quite a few people wanted to go watch the spectacle.
This video was already ranked first in France, with astonishing popularity.
Jiang Siming didn't hesitate any longer. He immediately closed the short-video app and called Li Chunlan.
"Boss, what is it?"
"Where are you?"