Speed ​​God

Chapter 99 Hiding deeply
Lorenzo shifted his gaze from the Monaco circuit, looking at Lu Zhizhou with a broad smile, still acting nonchalantly, "Haha, it's rare to see you lose your composure."

Lu Zhizhou spread his hands. "In your eyes, what kind of demon king am I? It seems you're really afraid of losing on the track."

With a casual yet deadly counterattack, Lorenzo raised his hands in surrender. "I've come to negotiate. I remember there's an old Chinese saying, 'Don't kill envoys,' right?"

Lu Zhizhou looked at Lorenzo helplessly, "So, this isn't a prank?"

Lorenzo waved his hand. "Of course not, I'm serious. I'm here on behalf of Brebbo to discuss cooperation with you. You can convey our intention to cooperate to Nicholas Todd, and then we can sit down and talk."

As he spoke, Lorenzo pulled a business card from his trouser pocket and handed it to Lu Zhizhou.

Manager of European Marketing at Brembo.

Lorenzo wasn't in a hurry either, giving Lu Zhizhou some time to process his thoughts. He looked at the Monaco circuit, clenched his fist, and joined the crowd in the celebration.

The F1 qualifying session has concluded, with Ferrari dominating the front row, Kimi Räikkönen in pole position, and Sebastian Vettel in second, completely outmaneuvering their rival Mercedes-Benz.

This is undoubtedly a crucial race for Ferrari, both for the drivers' championship and the constructors' championship.

The entire venue erupted in cheers, with Ferrari red billowing everywhere like rolling waves of air, signaling a wild weekend ahead.

Lorenzo, however, knew that Lu Zhizhou had been conducting simulator tests for Ferrari, and that Lu Zhizhou had also contributed to Ferrari's season upgrade. "Haha, you should be celebrating with the testing team in Maranello."

Turning his head, Lorenzo looked at Lu Zhizhou and leaned closer to him. "We are a supplier of braking systems."

Lu Zhizhou rolled his eyes. "You forgot? My dad runs a car repair shop. How could I not know Brembo?"

Brembo, a top global supplier of braking systems, has a long history of working with top F1 teams, including Ferrari and Red Bull.

Not only professional, but also authoritative. If Lu Zhizhou remembers correctly, this company is located in northern Italy.

Lu Zhizhou had always guessed that Lorenzo must have come from a noble family, and that this young master was simply living a carefree life, but he never expected that he would actually be from Brebo.

Looking back now, it's not surprising that Lorenzo was able to connect with Richard Mill; thinking further back, Lu Zhizhou remembers that Jean Todt should also know Lorenzo.

However, he never figured it out.

Lu Zhizhou sighed softly, "So, you're Brebbe's young master?"

Lorenzo thoroughly enjoyed Lu Zhizhou's defeated expression and laughed heartily. "No, no, no, I'm not that wealthy. It's just that my grandfather owns a portion of Brembo's shares, as well as other families. I'm only in charge of a small part of the business now, purely nominal, to facilitate my access to certain venues, such as yacht clubs and Monaco's VIP lounge. That's all."

Lu Zhizhou retorted speechlessly, "So, where is your yacht moored? Take me to see the world tonight."

Lorenzo chuckled, unable to stop. "No, my family's yacht is in Marseille, it can't squeeze in." But under Lu Zhizhou's watchful gaze, he softened and obediently changed his tune, "Okay, the company has a yacht here, but our family's yacht really isn't here. I swear."

Lorenzo nudged Lu Zhizhou. "Don't be angry. I didn't mean to hide it. I don't handle important work at the company..."

As a result, Lorenzo noticed the smile slowly spreading across Lu Zhizhou's eyes and realized that he had been tricked. He thought he was the hunter, but he had unknowingly become the prey. He gritted his teeth and cursed, "Lu! Zhi! Zhou!"

"Haha." Lu Zhizhou could no longer contain himself and burst into laughter, "Hahaha!"

“My friend is a master of deception, why should I be angry? I should be honored and thank you for making the connection.” Lorenzo looked up at the sky helplessly, he could never outwit Lu Zhizhou in any prank. “No need, Richard Mille is all up to you.”

Lu Zhizhou shook his head. "Not Richard Mille, I mean all of them."

Lorenzo was taken aback, not understanding why.

Lu Zhizhou: "Nicholas Todd. That night in Rome, if it weren't for the fact that they knew you, I probably wouldn't have attracted their attention."

Lorenzo laughed directly, "That's because you impressed them with your own strength."

“I know,” Lu Zhizhou said matter-of-factly, “but the opportunity came from you. So, thank you.”

Lorenzo thought about it seriously and nodded repeatedly, "That's true. As for repaying me, you don't need to offer yourself to me. You're not my type. How about you advance to F1 and help us expand our market share, so I can make a few hundred million dollars on the side?"

A smile appeared in Lu Zhizhou's eyes. "Then it depends on Breb's sincerity. Do you remember what Lucien said? Business and personal matters should be kept separate."

Lorenzo delivered a clean and decisive punch to Lu Zhizhou's shoulder, raising his middle finger.

Joking aside, Lorenzo quickly got back to business. "Actually, I lack confidence in today's meeting. Richard Mille has many, many options. They are trying to open up the Asian market, but Alben and Han Shilong are more suitable choices. Moreover, Lucien has only recently taken office and is eager and ambitious. He may not be willing to get involved."

"But I didn't expect things to go so smoothly."

Lu Zhizhou spread his hands, "His charm is irresistible."

Lorenzo laughed. "So, I prepared a gift, an alternative. I originally thought it would be some compensation even if I ran into a wall with Richard Mill, but now it seems that this is just icing on the cake. I hope the renowned Mr. Lu won't look down on us, Brembo."

Lu Zhizhou crossed his arms over his chest, deliberately raised his chin, and adopted a "go on" posture.

Lorenzo didn't keep them in suspense any longer.

Brembo provided Lu Zhizhou with a small, trial-and-error personal sponsorship, with the first sponsorship amounting to only 200,000 euros. This sponsorship went entirely to the ART team, providing them with technical and financial support, but it was stipulated that all of this sponsorship belonged to Lu Zhizhou, in order to help him win the team's favoritism.

Correspondingly, Lu Zhizhou needs to display the Brembo logo on the helmet and attend Brembo's exhibitions.

Overall, this was a friendly sponsorship, not a business decision by Brembo. It was more of a friendly support that Lorenzo persuaded Brembo to give, which is fundamentally different from Richard Mille's approach.

Richard Mille's sponsorship is driven by a desire for returns, so the contract terms are very clear, and the outline of the plan for the next two years has already begun to emerge.

But Brembo's situation was different. His obligations and rights were relatively simple; it was purely Lorenzo's support, hoping to help Lu Zhizhou's racing.

Therefore, Richard Mill's contract required Nicholas to negotiate in a professional manner, with both parties clearly defining their respective obligations in writing; but Brebbo did not need to, because Lorenzo had no hope of receiving anything in return.

Lorenzo seemed to sense Lu Zhizhou's gaze and waved his hand gently, "There's no need to be so moved. My admirers are already lining up all the way to Rome."

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