Dragon Master novel Maximilian
Chapter 548 An Inexperienced Team

Hamid got to the hotel in a hurry. Then he didn't even park the car, rushed into the hotel.

He went into the room where Maximilian and others were.

Maximilian sat in the middle, Connor and his son on his left, Flora and Canaan on his right.

Seeing Hamid enter the door, Maximilian smiled and nodded, "Come on, sit down and help yourself."

Looking at Maximilian, Hamid was in a trance. He felt like he was in a dream these days. If only he hadn't had a conflict with Maximilian!

Hamid slapped himself and said, "Mr. Lee, I know I'm wrong. Thank you for forgiving me."

"You don't have to slap yourself. The past is past. Don't mention it any more. In the future, just run the racing club with Canaan."

Maximilian was magnanimous. There was no need to embarrass Hamid, as he was Canaan's uncle.

"Yes, I will work hard with Canaan to run the racing club. Mr. Lee, I'll do it well." Hamid showed his loyalty and then sat down on the chair opposite Maximilian.

Connor raised his glass and said, "Mr. Lee, we really should thank you. Without your help, I might never see my son again."

Willis then said, "Thank you, Mr. Lee. I will repay you for your kindness in the future."

Maximilian smiled, "Connor, you don't need to say these words. You are all my friends. Today we just sit down and help ourselves. There is no need to say thank you to your friends." Connor grinned. Maximilian's words made him almost jump up with excitement.

He could be Maximilian's friend, which was equivalent to having Maximilian as a supporter.

"Ok, I won't say that. Canaan wants to set up the racing club. How about let my son come to help him? This can be seen as a way to train him."

Connor was seeking opportunities for his son. If his son can join the project of the racing club, he can contact with Maximilian more frequently, and he may work with Maximilian in the future. Maximilian looked at Willis. Although in his twenties, he was still childish.

"Mr. Lee, I majored in Computer Science in MIT. I can work on the software aspects in the racing club." Willis tried to recommend himself.

"OK, your professional knowledge is the foundation, but the ability is the most important. You can follow Canaan to build the racing club." Maximilian agreed to this, which decided the future of Willis. But this team was improvised and inexperienced. Maximilian was worried about the future of the racing club.

'Canaan has no practical experience. Hamid is a dissolute rich second generation, plus Willis, who is young and immature. The team of three is always unreliable.' Maximilian mused. "Canaan, your team has been established. Let's talk about your plan of the racing club."

Canaan was very surprised, pondered and said, "Of course, we need to build the best racing track first. We need to have Quasi F1 track, Kart Race Track and Supercar track. As for the rally, the terrain is not suitable."

Maximilian suddenly became depressed. What Canaan said was not a plan at all.

"Is that your plan? You can't call it a plan, can you?" Maximilian said.

Canaan scratched his head awkwardly, "I haven't thought about it too much. First of all, we have to make use of our personal relationship to let people who like racing know each other through our platform. There are a lot of rich people who like supercar and car racing, but there is not a good platform for them to get together."

"The main reason is that the domestic car racing is underdeveloped, and there is no famous car racer to unite everyone. So, I think if we want the club to succeed, the core is cohesion. We need a leading figure."

The more Canaan said, the brighter his eyes were. He felt that he had grasped the key point and looked at Maximilian with exciting eyes.

"Master, you are the leading figure. As long as you participate in the international underground car racing tournament and become the first racing master in China, this club will surely be successful!" After hearing this, Hamid understood his nephew's meaning and agreed with him.

"What Canaan said is reasonable. There must be such a person. Mr. Lee, you are the most suitable one."

Flora threw her eye on Canaan and his uncle, and said unhappily, "Canaan, Maximilian asked you about the development plan. You've put everything on Maximilian and rely on him. What's the use of you?” "I don't think you three can do well. How about I take charge of the racing club? I must be better than all of you. You can see that women are no inferior to men."

Maximilian said slowly, "Canaan, you are right, but that is not enough. Leaders and legends are just icing on the cake, not decisive."

"Think about it when you go back. You three can discuss it and write a proposal first. You can't start aimlessly."

Canaan was very depressed. He thought he could be praised by Maximilian, but in the end, he had to make a plan.

He was upset about plans and things like that. Just a look at these would give him a headache, let alone he had to write such things.

Hamid immediately said solemnly, "Mr. Lee is right. We must work out the plan carefully. Canaan is responsible for writing the plan. Willis and I will help you." Canaan immediately felt the burden on him.

'My uncle is not good at work. He is good at shirking responsibilities.' he thought.

In desperation, Canaan looked at Willis with hope. Willis was a little confused and said, "I'm typing fast. You can tell everything to me, and then I'll type out the plan." Canaan was a little angry that he had nothing to say. 'This is really an improvised and inexperienced team. What Maximilian said is absolutely right.' he thought.

It would better to count on himself than on anyone else. Canaan thought that this was what he wanted to do. He should do it well.

"OK, I'll work out a good plan and let you have a look when I'm finished. This time, I'll try my best to work out the plan!"☐☐☐☐☐