This is not how you drive a machine!

Chapter 232 A Day in Kyoto

sunny.

On the runway of Jingyun City Airport, the view is barren. In the distance, the breeze is sweeping the weeds. The air is so fresh and clear that people feel the vastness of the sky.

Ye Xian looked up at the dazzling deep blue sky, then quickly lowered his head, feeling a little excited and trembling in his heart.

While having lunch at noon, he was almost scared to death when he heard Zhou Yun's anxious tone on the phone.

He was really afraid that Zhou Yun would cause some big trouble and asked him to go over and clean up the mess immediately.

He was about to hang up the phone, but he didn't expect...

Thinking of this, he felt a little ashamed.

Yue Lin, you really deserve to die!
At this time, the cabin door had slowly opened. Seeing this scene, Ye Xian smiled and spoke into the phone.

"I'm getting on a plane now and will probably arrive tonight."

"I've already received a photo of the contract via WeChat. I'll study it on the plane."

Putting down the phone, he couldn't help but smile.

He had never felt this way before after spending so many years of his youth in Linglu.

He doesn't know anything yet, and the boss handles everything by himself?
Yue Lin, you deserve to be operating a sewing machine!

"By the way, after the S-League reforms, I researched the local drivers, and there aren't any..."

"What? You've already done it?"

"You've poached Jiang Xiyue? Awesome!"

After hearing Zhou Yun's words, Ye Xian, who had always been dealing with various problems in the team, suddenly felt an urge to cry.

What the hell!

Zhou Yun, you were able to dig out No. 2 from Guanglun, how did you do it?
Yue Lin, you...Ye Xian, you deserve to die!

Why didn't you beat up that gambling bastard earlier?

I heard that the guy is now in prison and owes a lot of debts. He is borrowing money from people every day. He deserves it!
"Okay, I understand. I will take care of the next problem."

"Don't worry, Brother Lin has already taken care of it, haha."

After Yun Yi Racing's development direction suddenly became clear, he, who was always brief and clear, felt like saying a few more words.

"Right now, in this vast area south of the Yangtze River, every club is instantly excited when they hear about Yunyu Machinery's products."

"After all, if these modified parts can withstand your aggressive driving style, how can they not be of top quality? It's just that the new investor was a little disappointed not to meet you in person."

"No, just focus on the game. It doesn't matter whether we meet or not."

"Well, the factory is expanding right now, and Lin Yao is almost going crazy with work. You won't be able to see him even if you go there, haha."

After stepping onto the escalator to the boarding gate, Manager Ye ended the conversation with a smile.

"We're about to board the plane. If anything comes up, we'll talk about it when we get there."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Xian stood outside the cabin door and looked up at the deep blue sky.

How long has it been since you graduated from university and left Jingyun City?

Kyoto...

As familiar as the neighbor next door, but never met in life.

Looking at the slightly rolling clouds at the end of the sky, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand. He had wanted to grasp the future of Linglu so many times and complete a journey of youth that he would never regret, but in the end it was all in vain.

And now, although he held the breeze in his hand, he always felt that he had already grasped something firmly.

"Passenger, please board the plane as soon as possible and do not disrupt the queue."

After hearing what the flight attendant said, Ye Xian came to his senses and hurried into the cabin.

"Yue Lin, you really deserve to die!"

……

Noon.

The sunlight shone slightly obliquely into the conference room of the light wheel, dividing the huge conference table into yin and yang.

"I'm sure everyone has heard about the new rules for the S-League tournament group, and I'm sure everyone has understood the importance of the sticker set."

"I've called everyone here today to discuss the cooperation agreement with Jiuyuan Company. This is related to the future development of Guanglun. I hope everyone will take it seriously."

Jiang Wuyang stood in the midday sun, his body illuminated by the white sunlight.

He glanced at the Hot Wheels racetrack floating outside the window, then turned his head and looked around at everyone present with a hawk-like gaze, finally stopping on Chen Shuo's face across the long conference table.

Chen Shuo's expression couldn't be seen clearly in the shadows, or perhaps his expression was already changeable.

"This new partnership will not only give Nimbus more access to premium sticker sets for racing, but will also transform the entire racing industry."

Looking at the slightly moved faces of the Guanglun investors below, Jiang Wuyang supported himself on the table with both hands, as if he could feel the scrutinizing gazes from across the long table.

For a long time, the people who presided over meetings, developed projects, and raised funds sat opposite.

And although he has retired for many years, he is still a racing driver at heart.

He knows how to organize a good race, train good racers, and modify good mechas.

But he knows nothing about this area now.

He leaned his hands on the table, staring intently at the person opposite him, and spoke slowly, a change from his usual speaking style.

"According to estimates, this contract will bring new revenue to Guanglun by the end of this year. When the project can be self-sustaining, Guanglun's rate of return will see a surge, increasing by 34 percentage points compared to last year. And this is just the beginning."

These words perked up the audience in the conference room. They all sat up straight and carefully looked through the documents in front of them.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Wuyang clearly felt that the gaze from the opposite side froze for a moment.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Shuozi, you taught me.

These guys don't understand racing, they only care about money.

If you want them to stop giving blind orders, you have to first paint a rosy picture for them.

"Have you read it? Don't worry, this is the answer given by Jiuyuan's financial advisor. You can discuss it among yourselves or do the math."

"But before we discuss this, there's a small matter I want to discuss with you all."

Seeing everyone looking at him, he exchanged glances with the general manager of Guanglun and felt that the time was almost right.

"Although this is an internal management matter within Nimbus, we can make the decision ourselves without the need to trouble the shareholders."

"But after so many years together, I still want to hear the opinions of all my old friends."

"That's about my daughter Jiang Xiyue returning to Team Nimbus 1."

After hearing this, many people's expressions changed and they turned to look at Chen Shuo in the shadow opposite.

Everyone knows that Chen Shuo has been marginalizing Jiang Xiyue and restricting Jiang Wuyang's power. The two founders have had countless arguments over this matter.

This has always been an unspoken understanding.

And now, Jiang Wuyang has put this matter on the table, which means... it's time for them to take sides.

Should I stand with Chen Shuo or Jiang Wuyang?
To whom will the supreme power of the Light Wheel belong?

The air became deathly quiet.

Who to choose? Is there any need to say?
Jiang Wuyang had such a bad temper that he had conflicts with everyone present. He usually either scolded their children who were drivers for Guanglun or ruined the projects they had tailored for their children.

But Chen Shuo is different. He always takes care of the interests of many parties in a proper way and speaks in a pleasant way...

But looking at the pancake in front of them, they all hesitated.

If they choose Chen Shuo, what they lose is not just a big pie, but the hundreds of millions of dollars of happiness that they are about to get!

Looking at the silent meeting room, Chen Shuo couldn't help but laugh softly.

Totally lost.

……

"The plane will now pass through clouds over Bashu Province, and there may be some turbulence. Please be prepared."

After Ye Xian scanned the last page of the contract, he turned off his phone, glanced at the gloomy scenery outside the plane window, and frowned tightly.

Zhou Yun said he would treat him to Kyoto cuisine in the evening...

It can’t be soy milk!

Anything that can be compared with "West Lake Vinegar Fish" can be regarded as the sewer of Chinese cuisine.

After eating this, can we still talk about things tomorrow?
We can't have a 'toilet meeting'!

"Better than a baked potato."

Then he closed his eyes, and the content he had just read kept turning over in his mind, and he vaguely felt where the problem lay.

This comprehensive strategic cooperation agreement...

It’s so beautiful!

Where can you find such angel investors?
Promises to share R&D resources for free, promises to share patents for finished products, promises limited rights to custom prints, and promises not to interfere with fleet management...

These only require one premise.

Zhou Yun actually achieved good results in the S competition, proving the strength of its products.

"This cake is too big!"

"Can Jiuyuan Company really sustain such a huge expenditure?"

He lowered his head, and kept recalling the information of Jiuyuan Company in his mind. As a graduate of financial management, he couldn't help but feel curious.

"This isn't just a small team developing parts. This is pure spiritual pressure technology. Their funding chain will definitely break if they burn through this much."

"Can they really do that?"

"Jiang Wuyang has it done!"

Compared to the bright sky of Sainan, the sun sets faster in Kyoto.

After crossing the time zone, the clouds on the horizon had turned a light golden color.

Lin Qinglei looked at the golden-red racing city, put down the phone, and said to Yu Xiaobai beside her with a smile: "The shareholders' meeting of Guanglun has approved our new cooperation agreement. We are just waiting to confirm the contract tomorrow."

Hearing this, Yu Xiaobai clenched his fists excitedly.

"Given the circumstances, Qinglei, why don't you change into black stockings? Anyway, that pervert Rococo... just ignore me!"

Looking at the spiritual pressure fireworks emerging from Lin Qinglei's hands, he said with a serious face: "After the cooperation agreement with Yun Yi is finalized, it will be the Light Year Project."

"Since we're fully funding the next game, why don't we go big?"

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaobai said excitedly: "There have always been few high-end competitions in our stamp collection. Do you want to have a B-level competition in the next competition?"

"Taking advantage of the Lightyear Project's popularity, let's show the world how the stamp set performs in high-end competitions?"

"Haven't there been people questioning this all along? They say our stamp set might perform unstable after the mecha girls' talents are unlocked. It's just right to shut them up." Lin Qinglei was stunned for a moment. The S competition has always been the one organizing the B-level and above competitions.

This is not an official S-level exclusive, but the track requirements, drivers and mecha girls requirements of the B-level competition are simply not on the same level as the C-level competition.

Except for a few very wealthy groups, ordinary small companies cannot do it.

Even if it is done, it will be difficult to balance the income and expenditure, so if you want to watch B-level and above competitions, you can only see them in the S competition.

She thought about the Light Year Project and Jiuyuan's current strength for a while. After a while, she smiled and said, "That depends on whether Jiang Wuyang agrees."

"Now, let's ask Zhou Yun what he thinks and quickly finalize the cooperation with Yun Yi."

Hearing this, Yu Xiaobai nodded.

"Is his phone on?"

"Let me try."

Lin Qinglei took out her cell phone and dialed nervously.

I already recharged 500 yesterday, I don’t think I need to recharge 500 again today!
This is all the food allowance I have, and I put it all in your phone, Zhou Yun!
"duo~"

"duo~"

The ringtone rang: "Like the sun shining through the darkness, the dawn quietly crossing the horizon, whose..."

"We are the FBI. Who are you looking for?"

Lin Qinglei and Yu Xiaobai looked at each other in bewilderment: "..."

"Yinling, stop it!" Zhou Yun smiled and then asked, "Did something go wrong with the cooperation?"

"Nothing, I just want to finalize the agreement with you as soon as possible. I wonder when you have time..."

Zhou Yun felt relieved after hearing Lin Qinglei's words.

"So urgent? Okay, see you at the airport later."

After hanging up the phone, he put down the new brake system drawing in his hand and rubbed his eyes.

Everything seems to be going well.

In this way, there will be no need to worry about the stamp sets in the S games in the future, and the compatibility between the modified parts and the stamp sets will also be determined.

"Forget it, let Old Ye take care of things outside the track."

Then he lowered his head and looked at the messy pencil marks on the drawing. After marking a few data with pencil, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He wants to have complete control over what happens on the track.

"The B-level data Xiyue gave is really good. Indeed, if we want to combat the spiritual pressure disorder during the 'drifting' process, we can find the answer from the spiritual pressure data of the B-level competition."

The spiritual pressure turbulence after the talent is released is similar to the spiritual pressure turbulence during the "drifting" process. You can refer to some mature solutions.

Thinking of this, he put away the drawings, picked up his coat, and walked all the way to Jiang Xiyue's door.

"Xiyue, do you still have the data for the B-level competition?"

"Xiyue? Hey, where is she?"

After knocking for a long time but no one came to open the door, he looked at the time and turned away.

"It's time to pick up Old Ye."

……

The sky was filled with the pale golden color of the setting sun, and the clouds seemed to be inlaid with gold.

The golden sunlight penetrated the Hot Wheels racetrack in the racing city and shone into the Nimbus Club, stretching the shadow of the long table in the conference room.

The long reflection of the window grille poured onto the conference table with golden light, just like the black and white keys of a piano, and seemed to divide the air into grids.

At this time, the audience in the conference room had already left, leaving only the two founders of Light Wheel, sitting at the two ends of the long table, separated by a series of spaces, as if they were in two different dimensions.

The air was deathly quiet.

After a long time, Jiang Wuyang broke the silence first.

"Shuozi, honestly, I really don't want to do this, but is what you did considered human?"

"Have you forgotten the fight we had with the Dianyun convoy? Have you forgotten why we spent seven days in detention?"

Hearing Jiang Wuyang say this, Chen Shuo couldn't help but lower his head.

Of course he remembers.

Seeing Chen Shuo remained silent, Jiang Wuyang snorted and continued, "Back then, that damn team manager sold A'ran's exclusive skill data to his opponent in order to earn a commission, causing A'ran and Ling Yu to crash into each other."

Jiang Wuyang's words gradually brought Chen Shuo back to the time before the start of the S game.

That was an era when you could see the sky just by looking up, the Internet was limited to Internet cafes and Legends that cost 2 yuan an hour, people would tell you every day not to go out at night because it was dangerous, and the streets were covered with dust.

At that time, everyone relied on their youth and did stupid things everywhere.

He sighed.

"Yeah, you went to that manager to stand up for A'ran, but you couldn't help but beat him up. Then you got stuck in the Dianyun convoy and couldn't get out. I had no choice but to rush in with a brick to get him back..."

At this point, he couldn't help laughing.

"We were beaten like two pigs, and our clothes were torn to shreds and thrown on the side of the road. It was really miserable."

Speaking of this, both of them smiled, and then Jiang Wuyang continued, "Why did we establish Guanglun back then?"

"Isn't it just that I can't stand this arrogance? Instead of enduring it, why don't we just go it alone? Damn it, those bastards, I'll kill them all on the track..."

"Haha, now you do this, to trick the racer? Where's your face!"

He slapped the table excitedly and asked loudly: "Chen Shuo! Where is your face?"

Chen Shuo took a deep breath. He tried to defend himself, but felt very powerless.

However, in front of his good friends, his dignity made it impossible for him to admit his mistake.

He sighed and had to say this.

"Wuyang, you win."

However, this is not what Wu Yang wanted.

Jiang Wuyang glanced at the setting sun and continued, "Shuozi, honestly, I really can't handle such a big project without you."

"You know, inside the track, I have the final say, but outside the track, I am an amateur among amateurs."

"This collaboration with Jiuyuan will open a new chapter for Nimbus. As long as the project goes smoothly, the younger generation of racers won't have to face the same financial constraints we did back then."

"They will have a better, more complete, professional stamp collection and modification system, and the light wheel..."

Having said that, Jiang Wuyang didn't want to continue.

Talking about their original aspirations, the future, and ideals, it would have been great if they were both in their twenties, but unfortunately they are both approaching the age of fifty.

"Let's make a deal your way."

"Shuozi, come and help me. I can convince the shareholders to eliminate the VAM agreement on you, and you don't have to bear the debt at all."

"Join me and turn the page on the next chapter of the racing world, just like we did in S3, okay?"

Chen Shuo didn't hesitate at all.

"No."

Jiang Wuyang was very puzzled: "Why? The agreement you bet on will put you in danger!"

Chen Shuo stood up and looked at Jiang Wuyang with burning eyes.

"The promise you and Jiuyuan made is pretty good, but the question is, do you dare bet that the racer can win every race? Do you dare bet that Zhou Yun can consistently come up with new 'Stamp Set Modifications'?"

"Do you dare to bet that Zhou Yun can squeeze into the podium at every World Championship? Do you dare to bet that Ye Xian and his team can reach the World Championship finals with the new stickers?"

"You bet, I know!"

"But Guanglun dare not and cannot gamble!"

Chen Shuo drank a sip of water as if he were drinking alcohol, and then he felt a little drunk.

"Putting all that aside, have you considered the initial investment required for this project?"

"How long does it take to get the product? How much money is needed to expand the market? How much salary does a salesperson need? Even if you were to calculate for the cheapest college graduates, how much salesperson is needed in one city?"

"Not to mention the bottomless pit that is the internet. How much does it cost to buy traffic? How much promotion can big data translate into? How can we get target customers to buy?"

"How many races will our drivers participate in? How much resources will be needed to prepare for each race? How can we maximize their honor?"

Chen Shuo bombarded Jiang Wuyang with questions as if to vent his anger, causing his face to turn pale.

"Shareholders will soon discover that the pie you've painted is full of grains of sand. How will you convince them to continue investing then? We're a listed company. How can we maintain market confidence and prevent our stock price from plummeting?"

After throwing out a series of questions, Chen Shuo sneered and said, "Wu Yang, you know nothing about anything outside the racetrack!"

"The cooperation agreement is indeed good, and the future is indeed very promising, but..."

"It can't be done! Wu Yang! I can tell with my toes that the resources needed for the project in the first quarter are five times the current cash flow of the Light Wheel! Brother!"

Jiang Wuyang was silent for a while, then smiled bitterly.

"That's why I need you, Shuozi."

"That's why I'm rejecting you, Wuyang."

Chen Shuo turned and walked out the door: "There's no need to talk anymore, Wu Yang. Everything I, Chen Shuo, do is a wheel of light."

When passing by Jiang Wuyang, Chen Shuo looked at Jiang Wuyang's seat and smiled.

"Now that you're standing here, think about it."

After saying that, he walked away without looking back, leaving Jiang Wuyang alone in the huge conference room.

His eyes scanned the window, penetrating the racing city and all the way to a cemetery near the Baili Art Gallery.

"Aran, how should I choose?"

"It's so close."

After a long time, he seemed to hear an echo.

"Yeah, you're right. Once a racer starts his engine, there's no reason to stop."

"Isn't it just a lack of energy? I can just look for it."

Thinking of this, he became determined again. He had launched the Light Year Project, so what else could he not handle?

After pushing open the door of the conference room, he was about to return to his residence when he found that his daughter had been squatting by the door of the conference room.

Xiyue raised her head, her expression was very haggard, and her tone was full of disbelief.

"Dad, what kind of team can you join without even asking the driver's wishes?"

　This chapter is so hard for me to edit, the next chapter is in progress, and I will post at least two chapters today.

　　
　
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