Yang Dao did not know that his actions have raised a storm among the professional racing circle. He drove the car straight to the entrance of the stadium and stopped in front of the barricade at the entrance of the stadium. He was about to ask Laohu Bai to call Feng Yun when the barricade was raised. A young man in a formal suit came running to the side of the car.
Yang Dao lowered the window, and before he could say anything. The young man spoke, "Hello, sir. Are you, Mr. Feng Yang Dao?"
Yang Dao nodded, and the young man made him a welcoming gesture as he said, "Please come in sir the facility is already prepped."
The boy inside the car did not know what he meant but drove his car inside anyway. The young man heaved a sigh of relief. The guard at the duty asked, "Secretary Dillon, who is that kid."
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