Night Rose

"Hey, Mr. Tu, you've got a new car? This one's really cool! I heard your team is going to the next province for a competition. Good luck!" The security guard at the venue already recognized them and opened the door with practiced ease, striking up a conversation with Tu Ying.

"Yes, you've heard about it? It seems rumors spread pretty fast," Tu Ying replied cheerfully.

"It's rare for people to come here to practice, so everyone in the circle hears about it quickly," the security guard said.

Tu Ying rolled her eyes and turned to the others, "You guys go in first, I'll talk to someone."

Tu Yingli got out of the car, waved, and watched the group enter. He couldn't help much anyway, so he might as well chat with the others.

"Come in and have a seat, there's air conditioning inside." The security guard opened the door and ushered Tu Ying inside.

The small security booth was quite clean. The security guard gave him his chair and made him a cup of tea.

Tu Ying expertly handed over a pack of cigarettes. "Has anyone else been practicing driving lately? There aren't many people racing in Nanyuan."

"Who could it be? My job is too easy. Occasionally, that Zhuling team comes over for practice, the team that lost to you guys last time. I don't know why, they haven't gone back yet, they're staying in Nanyuan." The security guard lit a cigarette for himself and then gestured for Tu Yi to have one.

Tu Ying smiled and waved his hand. He didn't smoke, but he carried cigarettes with him to make conversation easier; it was a businessman's habit.

"Aren't they leaving yet? That's unnecessary. They're really a professional racing team, so diligent. How many times a week do they practice?"

The security guard sat down on the small sofa and recalled for a moment, "Two or three times a week, their captain was like a madman. He came every day right after the loss. People who didn't know better would think we were free."

When He Zhangxing was mentioned, Tu Ying's teeth itched, but she couldn't show it. She could only go along with the security guard's attempts to get information out of him.

"Hehe, working so hard! It's just a pity that some things can't be achieved just by trying. Sigh! I heard his dad is really powerful, some kind of high-ranking executive. I'm afraid we can't fight against his powerful backer."

The security guard had heard the blond-haired guy mention it a few times; the blond-haired guy was loose-lipped and would spill everything out.

"You can't say that. When it comes to racing, it's all about skill. No matter how high his dad's position is, he can't interfere that much. I heard his dad was really angry this time. He was telling everyone at the company how great his son was, but he lost terribly. I bet that kid doesn't dare go back and explain himself."

"According to you, this kid lost pretty badly, hahaha!" Tu Ying laughed without any attempt to hide his laughter.

The security guard laughed along with him, but didn't forget to remind him, "Boss Tu, this kid holds grudges, you'd better watch out."

"Well, I knew he held a grudge. I saw him at the restaurant, acting all high and mighty, but Zhou Zheng still managed to wrestle him back with one claw." Tu Ying said smugly, not taking his words to heart at all.

"Zhou Zheng is a formidable kid. He's so tall, not many people could beat him in a fight, right?"

"Definitely, he could take on two at once!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

There was laughter and cheers over there, and over here they were rubbing their hands together, excitedly waiting to get on the track.

Su Jin crossed her legs, staring at the data on the computer screen, her heart brimming with anticipation. She was really looking forward to seeing how effective the new race car would be under Zhou Zheng's control.

Zhou Zheng had seen race cars before, but he didn't show any excitement. Wang Tianle, on the other hand, couldn't wait to take a hundred or so photos with this car and post them on his WeChat Moments to show off.

That's incredible, he's never ridden in a Lamborghini before.

"Sister Su is so rich! Brother Zhou, do you think she could keep me as a sugar daddy?" Wang Tianle's words were shocking, his bright eyes showing only longing for money, not desire to be kept.

If anyone else had said this, Zhou Zheng would have suspected that they had ulterior motives towards Su Jin, but this person happened to be his childhood friend.

Zhou Zheng looked at him with pity, "Your sister Su probably isn't interested."

"That's such a pity!" Wang Tianle said bitterly.

"Hey, what are you two chatting about? Let's get going." Su Jin reminded them in the channel, interrupting their pointless conversation.

"Understood."

It was Zhou Zheng's first time handling a new racing car, and he was quite nervous, worried that he wouldn't perform well and disappoint Su Jin's data analysis.

He couldn't understand the dense data, but he knew that Su Jin could see the various problems he encountered each time he raced on the track, analyze where to brake best, how much throttle to apply to which corner, and if he felt something was wrong, he only needed to point it out, and Su Jin could immediately find the problem with the car based on his abstract answer and make adjustments.

The car was adjusted to the most suitable angle according to his driving habits, and even the degree of the rear wing was precisely judged.

The moment he stepped on the gas, the steel behemoth roared and, under Zhou Zheng's control, left a trail of afterimages as it sped away at top speed!

Zhou Zheng gripped the steering wheel, steadily applying the latest brakes at each bend. He seemed to be one with the car, his spirit attached to the race car, following it as it sped along the track.

It wasn't until the car stopped at the finish line that Zhou Zheng snapped out of his daze while driving. His highly focused mind finally relaxed, and he slumped back into his seat.

"That's incredible! Sister Su, this car is amazing!" Wang Tianle roared.

Su Jin calmly accepted the praise, "Zhou Zheng drove well, it seems to be quite a good match. Let me know if there are any changes needed, all the data are running well."

"Where's Zhou Zheng? Why isn't he saying anything? Is he too tired?"

"I'm still savoring the thrill of racing, it was amazing," Zhou Zheng whispered. He looked down at his hands, his palms were numb, and he was trembling with uncontrollable excitement.

He clenched his fists to relieve the numbness in his palms. The soul-stirring resonance between man and machine struck his brain, making him almost unable to resist.

"Hearing that Brother Zhou is so satisfied makes me feel relieved," Su Jin said with a sigh. "Good luck in the competition, you two. There are only two weeks left before the competition begins, so don't let your guard down."

To match the pace of the Schha Rally, Su Jin signed them up for several rallies in different regions along the route to Schha, trying to replicate the terrain of the Schha Rally as much as possible, as a kind of advance preparation.

However, the Schalak Rally takes place in the dead of winter, and the road conditions are unpredictable, making the situation more complicated than other races.

The main goal now is to desensitize them to competitions and get them used to smaller competitions so that they can reduce unexpected situations such as mental imbalance when they compete in larger competitions.

Tu Ying stopped attending the subsequent driving practice sessions and got busy again.

Since the last unpleasant encounter between the hotel and He Zhangxing, new brands have been approaching him one after another to discuss sponsorship. After several rounds of negotiations, the matter was finally settled.

Tu Ying still had her mind on the biggest boss, Wu Ting. Wu Ting had offered the best terms back then. Even if the acquisition didn't go through, could they at least discuss sponsorship?

He shamelessly called Wu Ting again, and Wu Ting answered as usual.

Tu Ying sighed, "No wonder they're so rich; their vision is just too grand."

Upon hearing Tu Ying's purpose, Wu Ting didn't agree, but merely chuckled and said, "Have one of your team's racers contact me."