Mo Xuanyao comforted him in a deep voice with no expression on his face:
"Fourth, we are a family. Even if you make trouble, we will never give up on you."
"Don't worry, we are already raising money."
It's just that the other brothers don't know the specific reason for raising money.
"Brother, you don't know that the gambling agreement I signed is that if I lose, I will give all my shares in the Mo Group to the boss of the Racing Group. Those shares are worth at least tens of billions." Mo Xuanchen felt guilty. Said endlessly:
"The most correct choice is for you to expel me from the Mo Group."
When Mo Xuanyao heard this, he was shocked and slapped Mo Xuanyao on the head:
"Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? How can you bet so big?"
"Didn't my father tell us since childhood that pornography, gambling and drugs should not be tolerated? Gambling can lead to bankruptcies."
Mo Xuanchen lowered his head guiltily: "Brother, I'm sorry. I went to the bar to drink with my friends from the racing team and my boss. I accidentally drank too much, and then..."
"I don't know why, but my brain suddenly twitched. Under the advice of my friends, I arrogantly believed that I would definitely win the racing championship, so I signed this betting agreement."
"I never expected that someone would put a sack on me on the way home, break my legs, and prevent me from participating in the competition just to make me lose."
"I'm sorry for you, please expel me from the Mo family!"
"Just pretend that the Mo family doesn't have a son like me."
Hearing this, Mo Wushuang suddenly said: "Since you bet so big, what can you get if your gambling agreement wins?"
After hearing this, Mo Xuanchen subconsciously replied:
"If I can win, the owner of the racing club said he would transfer the racing club to me unconditionally."
"This racing club is worth over 100 million, and it can make at least tens of millions of dollars every year."
"A racing club worth over 100 million yuan, you are gambling with tens of billions of shares of your Mo Group. Is your brain blocked?" Mo Xuanyao said angrily.
Mo Xuanchen suddenly felt like an ostrich, wishing he could lower his head to the ground:
"Brother, I'm sorry, I was too conceited."
"I have been the champion in recent competitions, so I took it for granted that I can still win the championship this time, so I boldly signed this unequal treaty with the owner of the racing club."
"Who would have known that my grandson would actually do something evil to me, causing me to lose both legs and not even be able to drive a car."
"I'm so damn stupid about myself."
Mo Xuanyao looked at his younger brother who was so guilty that he wanted to commit suicide. He sighed and couldn't bear to say anything else.
Mo Wushuang brought a glass of water to Mo Xuanchen:
"Fourth brother, does your gambling agreement stipulate that you must play in person?"
"There are no regulations. It just says that if I win, the racing club will belong to me. If I lose, the shares in Mo Group will belong to the owner of the racing club." Mo Xuanchen took the water cup and replied after thinking for a moment.
"In that case, let me participate in the competition on your behalf!" Mo Wushuang said calmly: "I am also your biological sister. If I win, you will win."
Mo Xuanchen looked at Mo Wushuang in surprise: "You want to participate in the competition on my behalf?"
"Well, is there a problem?" Mo Wushuang raised his eyebrows.
Mo Xuanchen frowned in distress: "Little sister, racing competitions are different from our usual driving."
"I know that as long as you are fast, you will win if you get first place." Mo Wushuang nodded calmly.
Mo Xuanchen: "..."
Mo Xuanyao: "..."
After the two brothers looked at each other in silence, Mo Xuanyao said:
"You're a girl. It's dangerous to drive too fast. I'm here to help Mo Xuanchen participate in the competition."
Mo Xuanchen: "I think it's better to let my eldest brother take part in the competition on my behalf. It's more reliable this way. Even if I can't win, I won't lose too badly."
Mo Wushuang shook his head: "What you two said doesn't count."
Immediately, she said to Mo Xuanchen: "You call the boss of your racing club, and we will ask him whether he wants me to participate in the competition on your behalf, or if he wants me to participate in the competition on your behalf."
Mo Xuanchen nodded when he heard this, took out his cell phone and was about to call the owner of the racing club when there was a knock on the door of the ward.
"Dong dong dong..."
"Please come in..." Mo Xuanchen replied subconsciously.
As soon as he replied, the door of the ward opened, and then his teammates from the racing club and his boss lined up and walked into the ward.
Each of them was carrying something in his hand.
Some are nutritional supplements, some are fruits, and some are flowers.
After a while, the ward was filled with gifts.
The single ward that originally seemed to have a decent space became crowded due to the five or six people from the racing team.
"Mo Xuanchen, how is your leg? Can you participate in the game normally tomorrow?"
Lin Feng, his teammate who played very well with him, asked with great concern.
Mo Xuanchen frowned and shook his head helplessly: "Both my legs are broken, do you think it can be done?"
The owner of the racing club suddenly frowned regretfully:
"Xiao Mo, I am actually very optimistic about you. I thought you could carry forward our Chinese racing car, but I didn't expect..."
"You're actually going to get hurt."
Other teammates also said in a very pityful tone:
"Yes, we thought Mo Xuanchen would achieve greater success this time, but we didn't expect that he would be so seriously injured."
"I don't know which evil-hearted bastard broke our Xiao Mo's legs."
"This person clearly doesn't want Xiao Mo to win!"
"Could it be our opponent who did it?"
Their racing club also has a team competition. If they are their opponents, they are afraid of losing the team competition and hurting Mo Xuanchen is not impossible.
After all, Mo Xuanchen is the dark horse of their club and the signature of their club.
Mo Xuanchen heard the conversation between his teammates and the bosses and said with sad eyes:
"It should be our opponents who tricked me, but I didn't expect them to be so unable to lose."
The owner of the racing club seemed to be relieved when he heard Mo Xuanchen's words, and then said with a look of indignation:
"What this man who killed a thousand swords did was really out of character."
"He has never been able to compete with me in his life, and now he actually attacks the men who signed my contract. It is simply unconscionable."
Mo Wushuang looked at the racing club owner's expression calmly and said with unclear meaning:
"That's not necessarily true. Maybe the people around me don't want my fourth brother to win, so they deliberately do evil to my fourth brother?"
As soon as Mo Wushuang finished speaking, the racing club owner's face suddenly stiffened, and then he said with a dry smile:
"How is this possible? We in the racing club are as close as brothers. We would never hurt our brothers."
"Whoever benefits from the injury of my fourth brother may be the perpetrator." Mo Wushuang glanced at the boss casually and said with unclear meaning.
The owner of the racing club frowned and said:
"Mo Xuanchen is my favorite general. He was injured, and I suffered the greatest loss."
When Mo Wushuang heard this, he curled up his lips with a half-smile.
Did the boss forget that he signed a gambling agreement with her fourth brother, or did he deliberately not mention it to make everyone think that he was also a victim?
"Boss Wang, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't win that gambling agreement." Mo Xuanchen said sadly: "Look..."
Boss Wang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and just as he was about to speak, Mo Wushuang suddenly spoke:
"Since you are injured, a good boss like Boss Wang who is considerate and conscientious will definitely not take advantage of the situation and make you lose."
"After all, your current situation is special. Boss Wang will definitely cancel the gambling agreement and treat it as if it never happened."
Having said this, she looked at Boss Wang calmly and asked deliberately:
"Isn't that right! Boss Wang?"
