Chapter 1792 Watch A Movie

• “Sorry, Mr. Benson. This competition is about speed, not style,” Lucas casually remarked, glancing nonchalantly at an exasperated Blake.
• Blake was so furious that he felt like he was about to explode. How could this have happened? How could my participants be inferior to those at South Star Airlines? Is there some kind of mistake? The participants I've so meticulously trained and handpicked have been defeated again! It's okay, though. There's still the finals tomorrow. I refuse to believe that those losers will win again. It seems like I have to buckle down and do some work tonight. After all, tomorrow is the flight simulation competition.
• With a cold laugh, Blake remarked, “Lucas, your people are surprisingly excellent! But what does it matter how excellent they are? In the end, they still have to...”