Why race if you don’t have money?

Chapter 34 "A Worthless Talent"

Two days later, November 8th, Saturday.

Chen Xiangbei arrived at Liang Chi's auto repair shop early. At this time, the Subaru Impreza had been loaded onto a truck and was being prepared for transport to the Haizhu International Circuit.

After all, this car has been extensively modified. It's okay to drive it on mountain roads or streets late at night, but if you drive it openly on the highway during the day, it will be too conspicuous and you will easily be caught for illegal modifications.

By then the car will be impounded and the race will be over before it even starts.

Before leaving, Chen Xiangbei called Qin Lianjie. He had promised to inform him when he was going to run away with Che Laoquan, so he was fulfilling his promise.

Just as Chen Xiangbei and Liang Chi started the car, an Audi A6 arrived at the repair shop and parked horizontally in front of the cart.

Then the car door opened and a middle-aged man in a shirt and a "wolf-style" hairstyle walked out from the driver's seat.

"What a coincidence."

Liang Chi muttered something, then said to Chen Xiangbei: "Get out of the car, your benefactor is here."

"What noble person?"

Chen Xiangbei was a little confused. He didn't recognize the middle-aged man in front of him at all.

"Zhang Zhicong, the founder of Huasai Sports."

After saying this, Liang Chi pushed open the door of the truck's cab and jumped down.

Chen Xiangbei had only heard of Zhang Zhicong's deeds and had never met him in person.

Because of the accident during the CFR08's debut at the F2000 Chinese Grand Prix in 1, the Huasai Sports building collapsed, and Zhang Zhicong, along with his Formula One racing dream, disappeared without a trace.

Could it be that the person Uncle Liang asked for help was Zhang Zhicong, the founder of Huasai?
With this doubt, Chen Xiangbei also got out of the co-pilot seat and came in front of the two of them.

Seeing Chen Xiangbei approaching, Zhang Zhicong pointed at him and asked, "Lao Liang, is this the young man with racing talent you mentioned?"

"Ah."

Liang Chi nodded, then called to Chen Xiangbei, "Boy, call someone."

"Hello, Uncle Zhang, I'm Chen Xiangbei."

Chen Xiangbei shouted very tactfully. After all, in order to get started with equations in the future, one has to ask for help from others, so one has to understand the ways of the world.

"Hello."

Zhang Zhicong nodded but did not show any enthusiasm. Chen Xiangbei even felt a sense of disappointment in his eyes.

In a sense, Chen Xiangbei's intuition was correct.

Although Liang Chi had already informed Zhang Zhicong of Chen Xiangbei's current background and age on the phone.

But the moment he really saw Chen Xiangbei, his mind would constantly emphasize that a high school student of this age no longer had any prospects of racing in Formula One, even if he possessed the racing talent that Liang Chi mentioned.

To put it bluntly, who can run a formula without talent?
Not to mention comparing with the top F1, even the drivers eliminated from the F2 and F3 levels often crush everyone else in other non-top competitions.

We don’t even need to take foreign drivers as an example. Cheng Congfu, Ma Qingye, Ye Yifei and others all kill their way through domestic competitions!

Moreover, for an equation that places great emphasis on age advantage, only talent that is revealed at the age of eight and can be realized in results can be called talent.

The talent of an eighteen-year-old may have become worthless.

However, for Liang Chi's sake, Zhang Zhicong still came, even though he had no hope.

At this time, Liang Chi lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then said, "Lao Zhang, I told you once on the phone, and now I emphasize it to you again."

"This kid is quite good. If he is trained properly, he might become the future of Chinese racing."

In response to Liang Chi's "recommendation," Zhang Zhicong glanced at Chen Xiangbei before replying, "We'll know how good he is only after he surpasses Han Han, but I still hope you can be more rational. At his age, he doesn't have the time to start from karting and then drive a Formula One car."

"If you want him to get into touring car racing, I can introduce him to some teams for trials."

"If I want to participate in the touring car race, do I still need to find you?" Liang Chi waved his hand and said with increasing emotion: "Whether age is a problem or not, at least we have to try it to know. Why can't you be idealistic for once and believe that this young man can create miracles?"

"Lao Liang, you're still acting on impulse as always."

Zhang Zhicong's plain answer seemed to ignite the powder keg in Liang Chi's heart.

"Am I acting on impulse?"

"It was precisely because of your so-called rationality that the CFR2000 equation completely failed, and the dreams of so many people were ruined!"

Facing Liang Chi's accusations, Zhang Zhicong showed a bitter smile on his face.

"Lao Liang, you understand car manufacturing, but you don't understand capital. Investors need returns."

"If you had followed your idea of ​​meticulously crafting CFR2000, Huasai would have collapsed long ago due to a broken capital chain without the exposure it received."

"You might think that the failure of CFR2000 was because I was too eager to succeed and ruined many people's dreams by forcing a half-finished car into a test run and debut."

"But at least I gave the CFR2000 a chance to compete in the Chinese Grand Prix, rather than being quietly thwarted like countless other unknown competitors."

"Can you understand this?"

Zhang Zhicong's tone remained calm, but Chen Xiangbei noticed that his eyes were red.

At that time, there was a dispute over the direction of action within Huasai Sports. One faction was the technical faction headed by Liang Chi, a racing engineer, and the other was the management faction headed by Zhang Zhicong.

The source of the dispute was the company's shortage of research and development funds, which led to a fierce conflict over whether to launch the CFR2000 for trial runs in advance to attract new financing.

The final result is obvious: the technical team led by Liang Chi was eliminated.

Now Liang Chi is angry about the fate of CFR2000's debut being its swan song, but Zhang Zhicong, the founder of Huasai and the person who led the development of Formula One racing, is not in a good mood either.

The two people have different standpoints and look at the problem from different angles.

But one thing is the same: they all hope that China can have its own Formula One event.

But this dream has now been shattered.

Liang Chi didn't say anything this time. In fact, he understood many things, but he just didn't want to accept the facts.

He puffed the cigarette until it burned down to a tiny ember.

"Get in the car, let's go to Haizhu International Circuit first. Watch Chen Xiangbei run a race before making a decision."

After saying this, Liang Chi threw down his cigarette butt and stomped it out, then turned around and returned to the driver's seat of the cart.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhicong sighed and returned to the driver's seat of the Audi A6.

Faced with this scene, Chen Xiangbei was left standing there somewhat awkwardly. He wanted to explain a few words, but found that the two people changed the topic to the CFR2000 racing car.

The grudges and hatreds involved in this are not something Chen Xiangbei can get involved in at all.

Helplessly, Chen Xiangbei could only keep his words in his stomach and sit on the passenger seat of the cart.

The two cars started up again and drove towards Haizhu. Along the way, Liang Chi's expression was rather serious, without his usual frivolous and hip-hop look.

When they were about to arrive at the Haizhu International Circuit, Liang Chi finally spoke up, "Boy, run well and win my respect."

"I lost once before to CFR2000, and I don't want to lose again to Lao Zhang this time."

Today, the two of them stood on the opposite sides of reason and emotion again, and Liang Chi wanted to win this time.

"I will."

Chen Xiangbei nodded. Whether it was for Liang Chi or to prove himself, he would go all out to win the game.

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