This is not how you drive a machine!

Chapter 33 Conflict
"It was a good run. Excluding the initial 9% synchronization rate, the synchronization rate increased by 18% in the first lap, which has already reached the bottom line for professional drivers."

Manager Ye pointed at the data analysis chart and said, "Next, you just need to increase the initial synchronization rate of the mecha girl to 25%. You will have no problem passing the registration competition."

"Okay." Zhou Yun nodded.

Each mecha girl has one core talent and four secondary talents. The activation requirements of the core talents are different, and the highest is no more than 25%.

An initial synchronization rate of over 25% can ensure that the core talent can be activated when starting.

"The improvement of synchronization rate is a process of climbing up, and it gets slower as time goes by. Reaching 60% is a hurdle."

Manager Ye handed Zhou Yun a bottle of water and continued, "If the driver doesn't fully trust the driver's driving style, the synchronization rate won't exceed 60%."

Zhou Yun took the water and understood.

If he doesn't solve the running problem, he won't be able to unlock his fourth talent skill.

"I have an idea about my running style." Zhou Yun directly explained his plan.

After listening, Manager Ye nodded: "That's a good idea, but there are a few issues that need attention..."

At this moment, a large plum blossom wrench flew over and hit Zhou Yun's feet hard.

With a loud bang, the wrench bounced on the ground and hit Manager Ye's leg.

Both of them were startled by this sudden change and turned to look.

Zhao Wen walked over with his eyes wide open.

At this time, he had a bloody bandage on his forehead and was cursing like a madman.

"Zhou Yun! You're trying to force me to crash the car, aren't you?"

While cursing, he raised his fist and hit Zhou Yun.

Seeing that the fist was about to hit his face, Zhou Yun kicked Zhao Wen to the ground.

"Are you crazy? You crashed the car yourself, and you have to blame it on me, right?"

"Who else can I blame if not you?" Zhao Wen clutched his stomach, climbed up, and said, "I just wanted to change lanes, and you turned right. I wanted to go into the left lane, and you turned left. You're deliberately trying to hurt me!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yun almost laughed out of anger: "I'm routing the lines, don't you understand?..."

"Bullshit! As a mechanic, do you even know what wiring is?"

Then Zhao Wen babble on and on about a bunch of incomprehensible things, accusing Zhou Yun of deliberately harming others.

This made Zhou Yun confused.

He knew Zhao Wencai and gave him face, but he didn't expect the other party's food to be so outstanding, beyond his understanding.

Manager Ye standing by was also speechless.

He saw the last lap clearly. Zhao Wen's driving skills were not even as good as those of a street thug. To put it bluntly, he was just a fool. He didn't know how he became a driver.

But this guy is still mysteriously confident and thinks he is very powerful.

He had to use a bunch of superficial understanding to accuse a strong man who was above the ceiling of his cognition.

“…”Isn’t this a clown?

"Zhao Wen, go and have a rest first." Manager Ye advised, "We'll talk about it later."

The two people's cognition is one in the clouds and the other at the bottom of the well, so there is no way for them to communicate.

Let the situation calm down first and don't start fighting again.

However, Zhao Wen didn't appreciate it at all. He pointed at Zhou Yun and cursed, "You have no professional ethics, you don't understand racing at all, and you don't even admit it. How can you be a driver?"

Manager Ye laughed when he heard this. Are you sure you are not talking about yourself?
Zhou Yun was speechless and said, "Zhao Wen, you've had enough of playing around. If you're new, just practice more. Is that really that serious?"

Hearing this, Zhao Wen's face turned red like a burning pig's head.

He simply didn't want to admit the fact that his driving skills were not as good as Zhou Yun's.

When he thought that this mechanic's driving skills were better than his and he could chat with Jiang Xiyue, his mentality completely exploded.

Zhou Yun must be brought to ruin!
He pulled out his phone and said, "Zhou Yun, I'm going to report you to the S-League officials right now! Manager Ye can serve as a witness. You intentionally crashed the car..."

"Zhao Wen, that's enough," Manager Ye interrupted. "You've made enough jokes today." Hearing this, Zhao Wen grabbed Manager Ye's collar and roared, "What do you mean? Are you going to protect him?"

"Let go." Manager Ye's face darkened. "You're not as skilled as the other guy, yet you're throwing a tantrum? Are you a street thug?"

"I gave your boss so much money for nothing? And you can't even bear witness?"

Manager Ye was also furious at this point: "What kind of proof do you want me to give you? To prove that you're a worthless dog?"

Hearing this, Zhao Wen lost his mind and punched Manager Ye's glasses off.

Seeing this, Zhou Yun kicked him to the ground again: "Zhao Wen, do you want to be beaten? I've been annoyed with you for a long time!"

Zhao Wen raised his head: "Zhou Yun, you bastard, believe it or not, I will call the police..."

"That's enough!" Manager Ye picked up his broken glasses and said, "Security! Take this giant baby away from me!"

Several parking lot security personnel quickly arrived and lifted Zhao Wen up.

Manager Ye said seriously, "Zhao Wen, I will tell Yue Lin that you will not be allowed to enter this racetrack again."

As the security guard dragged him away, Zhao Wen gradually regained his senses.

"Let go! I can walk by myself!"

After pushing the security guard away, he turned around and looked at Zhou Yun: "Just wait!"

You're just a mechanic, aren't you? I have plenty of ways to deal with you.

"Jiang Yu Feng, you useless mecha girl! You can't even overtake, what's the use of you? Come over here!"

Feng was so aggrieved that he almost bit his lips until they bled.

She glanced at Zhou Yun, thought for a moment, sighed helplessly, and followed him.

Manager Ye straightened his collar and looked at the screen with a calm expression. He wanted to write some training plans, but found that he couldn't continue.

He closed the notebook and looked at Zhou Yun with some guilt: "Sorry, I was inconsiderate. I won't let him interfere with your training."

Zhou Yun said with a smile: "It's just a clown who broke his defense. What's the big deal?"

"That's right. You should go back and get some rest." Manager Ye said, "Don't take the report to heart. The case is not established at all."

"it is good."

……

"It's just a car! I don't have any business right now, so you can use it as you like." Lin Yao said generously.

"Then I'll drive away, boss."

"You're not my employee anymore, why call me boss? Just call me by my name."

Lin Yao smiled and said, "Don't rush into training. As a driver, safety is the most important thing. If you get injured, who will advertise for me?"

"Don't worry, I can't hurt you." Zhou Yun smiled and exchanged a few words, then turned and left.

"Wait." Lin Yao put his hand on the drawer, opened it halfway, and hesitated.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Yun asked.

"It's nothing serious. Just be careful on your way back. There was a crazy mecha girl who recently destroyed the green belt near the factory."

"Oh, don't worry, I'll pay attention."

Hearing the door closing, Lin Yao opened the drawer and took out two documents, one was the factory's financial report and the other was a court summons.

The factory is really going to be ruined this time.

He lit a cigarette, the smoke swirled in the slightly dim room, and his anxiety almost overflowed the room.

After a while, he put down the cigarette.

Forget it, you have to take care of your own business.

(End of this chapter)