Return to Hong Kong Island for a Century

Chapter 216 Making Empty Promises (Third Update, 3800+ words)

David was still somewhat surprised when he heard Li Song's words. He didn't expect that Li Song, at such a young age, would know this kind of thing!
However, David also heard from his friends on Hong Kong Island that Li Song likely represents the mainland.

The reason I say "should" is because the other party has no way of judging.

David's friend was just a civilian employee in the local government and didn't know much about technical matters.

"Of course! Our motorcycle racing association was founded in 1904!"

"We have a history of seventy-six years!"

"We have a wealth of experience!"

"We have dozens of member states!"

"The design teams we recommend are all top-notch. Of course, their quotes might be a bit higher, but Mr. Li, you have to believe that it's absolutely worth the money!" David had said so much to demonstrate how professional and influential the International Motorcycle Federation is!
The key point is the following sentence: the design fee is expensive.

"Mr. David!"

"It was precisely because we trusted the professionalism of the International Motorcycle Racing Federation that we sent people to inquire!"

"This track is our first track, and we also plan to build a road track later!"

"We will also build a Gobi Desert off-road track!"

"If this first collaboration goes well, then we can be long-term partners?"

"Our company is willing to sponsor any future events organized by the International Motorcycle Racing Federation!" Li Song's statement was essentially empty promises.

Because Li Song knew the character of these Western institutions, these people were willing to work for the small notebook for the small notebook, so as long as he paid enough money, they would also sell the small notebook!

Therefore, I am not afraid of the little notebook interfering.

David's eyes lit up when he heard this.

You have to understand that there are so many things involved in this kind of professional track.

If everyone used the agencies they recommended, they would make a fortune.

Many of the things recommended by Western associations are subject to conflicts of interest.

"Furthermore, I'm prepared to award five million US dollars as prize money to the first-place winner of this competition!"

"Second place: three million US dollars!"

"Third place: one million US dollars!"

"I wonder if my prize money will be enough to attract other teams?" Li Song asked with a smile.

“Mr. Li, since our International Motorcycle Racing Association is guiding the establishment of tracks and organizing races, teams from other countries will definitely participate!” David quickly said!
Because if the International Motorcycle Racing Federation (FISM) provides guidance, there will also be some vested interests involved!
This involves too many things, including the procurement of various equipment.

Moreover, this whole thing was originally driven by a few manufacturers of small notebooks.

David, upon arriving in Hong Kong, roughly understood why the little notebook was pushing for this.

That's because Li Song's company was hindering these companies from making money.

This prevents these small companies from selling their outdated motorcycle technology and production lines to the mainland.

Therefore, the Japanese side will definitely send out a top-tier team.

With the emergence of top teams in Japan, top teams in Europe and America certainly won't be outdone.

Besides, even if the top teams from Europe and America don't come, other teams can come!
Because a country has many motorcycle teams.

"Then it's a pleasure to cooperate!" Li Song smiled and picked up his teacup, making a drinking motion.

"It's a pleasure working with you!" David thought to himself, feeling quite pleased.

The design cost for a track that is over 400 kilometers long is no small sum.

"Then I'd like to trouble Mr. David to recommend a professional agency!"

"Our company wants to hold an off-road rally this winter!"

“And right now the stadium is still just a piece of land!” Li Song said.

“Mr. Li, I’ll make a call right away. A professional design company will arrive in Hong Kong Island tomorrow!” David said quickly.

David thought it was good because he heard Li Song say that time was tight.

If time is tight and the design needs to be completed quickly, then we'll have to pay more.

As for the fact that it's already September, David isn't worried at all.

Because off-road race tracks don't require much human intervention!

However, professional design is required for route planning.

If there is too much human intervention on the track, then it's not a cross-country race.

In fact, trail running races sometimes involve deliberately taking the most difficult routes to demonstrate the challenge of the event.

"I was on Hong Kong Island until Wednesday!"

"Because I have a very important business negotiation on Wednesday!" Li Song said with a chuckle.

"Then I'll take my leave, Mr. Li!" David was in a hurry to get back and call the design company he was working with.

“Okay!” Li Song personally escorted David to the door.

David's assistant remained silent throughout the entire meeting.

Tian Jiahui watched David's retreating figure, then muttered, "The way that guy's smiling!"

"We're sure to get a lot of benefits!"

Upon hearing this, Li Song criticized, "Old Tian, ​​you're really something. People travel all the way from Europe to Hong Kong. Even for a regular company business trip, they get extra pay. Besides, as long as the job is done well, it's only right to pay them!"

"Boss, I was just saying that!"

"If it were someone else, I would have lined my own pockets in his position too!"

"I just think this guy was being a bit too blatant, and the assistant next to him didn't say a word the whole time," Tian Jiahui chuckled.

"Believe it or not, it won't be long before the little notebook finds out what I just said."

"But it doesn't matter, they'll find out about this sooner or later anyway." You chuckled.

"If we were to hold a competition and just play by ourselves, that would be such a failure!"

"The fact that the manufacturers of notebooks are promoting this competition like this is a good thing for us!"

"Even if we don't win any prizes in the competition, we have already succeeded in organizing the competition!"

"Besides, as a new motorcycle manufacturer, even if we lose, others will take it for granted."

"But what if Little Ben and his team lose!"

"So we must ensure fairness and impartiality in this competition. Even if we lose, we absolutely must not cheat." Li Song finished speaking and looked at Tian Jiahui. "Tsk tsk, boss, if you hadn't said that, I would have always thought that Xiaobenzi's involvement was bad for us."

"So, boss, your views are on a completely different level from ours!"

"What you see is something in the sky, what we see is only on the ground, we are worlds apart from you!" Tian Jiahui said, while also flattering Li Song.

Of course, Tian Jiahui was sincere in saying this, because he had no idea how influential a top-level event could be.

"At that time, we will put our BMW Motorrad company's advertisements on all the most dangerous sections of the track."

"Make sure that everyone who takes photos of these riders includes the word 'BMW' in the picture!"

"Of course, we have to give those reporters and photographers some benefits privately."

"Think about it, when these media outlets report on it, they all have this kind of backdrop."

"Our BMW motorcycles became known all over the world in an instant!"

"Also, go and order a batch of custom-made backpacks, the kind that journalists will use. Give one to each journalist. Remember to put our BMW motorcycle logo and text on them, and make sure the bags are made to a high standard, ideally lasting for eight to ten years without breaking!"

"Then we'll order some hats and some panda toys, and dress them all up with our BMW motorcycle brand logo and words on the clothes!"

"Anyway, go and check out other motorcycle races!"

"And what about water cups and stuff?"

“These orders can be fulfilled by factories on the mainland or by factories on Hong Kong Island!” Li Song added.

Tian Jiahui gave Li Song a thumbs up in admiration.

After returning to his office, Li Song pondered for a while.

Then I posted a design bounty on a second-hand platform.

A reward is offered for the design and planning of a motocross track around Taihu Lake, based on geological data from 1980, capable of accommodating various types of motorcycles for off-road racing!
In addition, space needs to be left for future motorcycle and car road races.

Because the second-hand platform is designed with great care, including food, reception, restrooms, and emergency plans.

Some competitions are notorious because of these miscellaneous things!
The reason Li Song offered a reward for the design on the second-hand platform was mainly to check if the design company had made any oversights.

The bounty is $500,000!

Because Li Song required the design to be certified by the motorsport association in 2080.

"Old Tian, ​​come here!" Li Song remembered something and came to the door of Tian Jiahui's office.

"Boss!" Tian Jiahui arrived at Li Song's office.

"Go find Jiahao and see if he has any talent in counter-eavesdropping!"

"Could we purchase some anti-eavesdropping equipment?"

"As our company's business expands, there will inevitably be people who try these kinds of tactics!"

"The new office space must be equipped with anti-eavesdropping facilities."

“When you’re decorating, listen to the advice of these experts!” Li Song had wanted to say this for a long time.

"Okay!" Tian Jiahui made a note of it.

After getting off work in the afternoon, Li Song, along with two bodyguards and Tian Jiahui, went to a hotel.

Li Song met his junior martial uncle, Li Wendong, who was tanned dark from being in Southeast Asia for so long.

He wasn't very tall, about 1.7 meters, and his build wasn't particularly muscular.

However, the veins on his hands were bulging, which showed that he was a martial arts practitioner!
"Uncle-Master!" Li Song bowed respectfully upon seeing Li Wendong.
"Nephew!" Li Wendong's accent sounded a little strange.

Li Wendong never imagined that he still had any connection with the mainland.

Because Li Wendong was only ten years old when he went out with his father!
I only knew that there were still many people in my master's lineage in mainland China, but we had lost contact with them for many years until we finally got in touch a few days ago!

After receiving Li Song's invitation, Li Wendong hesitated for a while, but was scolded by his father.

My father is getting old, and he also injured his body while practicing martial arts, so his health is not very good now.

Li Wendong didn't have much of an impression of the mainland because he was young when he left home.

However, Li Wendong knew that his father had always wanted to return to his roots.

Even his own father was already thinking about returning to Chang'an.

However, Li Wendong dared not guarantee what the situation was like in mainland China at the moment.

"How is Grandmaster Uncle's health?" Li Song, along with two bodyguards and Tian Jiahui, asked as they sat down in Li Wendong's room.

“My dad’s health isn’t good. He had a gunshot wound before, and he also had to train in dance and wasn’t used to the southern climate,” Li Wendong replied.

“If Grandmaster Uncle wants to return to Chang’an, he can go back anytime,” Li Song said.

"He's getting old and I'm worried about him going back alone!" Li Wendong shook his head.
"How is your business in the south, Uncle-Master?"

"Are there any other senior uncles?" Li Song asked again.

"They're all doing well, enough to support a family!" Li Wendong said.

Li Wendong was somewhat unfamiliar with Li Song. He would never have come if his father hadn't forced him to!

However, judging from the hotel they arranged and the bodyguards they brought, they didn't seem like ordinary people.

"Uncle-Master, let me introduce myself again. My name is Li Song."

"I own a magazine, and soon I'll be owning a television station, as well as several factories!"

"I don't know if you've heard of the novel 'Ghost Blows Out the Light,' but I wrote it!" Sensing the other person's unfamiliarity and distance, Li Song reintroduced himself.

"what!"

"My dad loves reading Ghost Blows Out the Light novels, and he even said that the author must be a tomb raider from Qin Chuan!" Li Wendong looked at Li Song in surprise!

Li Song dismissed Tian Jiahui and the two bodyguards before whispering, "I've received some news. I wonder if you have any thoughts, Uncle-Master!"

Then Li Song picked up a pen and wrote down the relevant news about the Third Brother Temple.

Li Wendong's eyes widened when he saw what Li Song had written.

"I'm sure my martial uncle is aware of the dangers of this thing."

"Of course, I can offer some assistance to my martial uncle."

“If my martial uncle needs any equipment, I can deliver it to his door!” Li Song picked up a match again, burned what he had written, crushed it, put it in the trash can, and said in a low voice.

"This...!" Li Wendong was momentarily confused about Li Song's background, because anyone who could deal in weapons had an incredibly powerful background!

"I can send a batch to my martial uncle for free first, all he needs is the coordinates!" Li Song said, knowing Li Wendong's concerns.
(End of this chapter)