This is not how you drive a machine!

Chapter 189: The Trials Open

"Can't you take a closer look?"

Chen Shuo took off the gold watch on his wrist, tapped the table rhythmically with his fingers, and read the contents of the document.

"Since Jiang Wuyang's championship victory in the S2016 era in 3, the talent system and corresponding driver selection process have taken off, which has been a shot in the arm for the national racing industry..."

"It is expected that the racing industry will see vigorous development starting in the S4 era, with various small and medium-sized clubs popping up like mushrooms after rain..."

"The market size will break through from 20 billion to 600 billion, and the development momentum is extremely rapid, and it will expand several times..."

"By 2026, the market size will reach its peak, reaching 3000 billion..."

Listening to this series of data, Jiang Wuyang was a little confused.

"so what?"

"Does this have anything to do with the Lightyear Project?"

Like Chen Shuo, he stretched out a hand and kept tapping the table.

"Over the past few months, I've traveled all over the country, from south to north. The Aurora, Kunlun, Sanshan... all of these clubs have contributed, as have the Fiery, Moonlit, and Cold Light tribes on the Mecha Girls side."

"I even secured free sponsorship for Jiuyuan's full set of mecha repairs. For this, I also agreed to allow the experimental stamps to enter..."

Speaking of this, he felt a little sad.

The work in the past few months has been very difficult. If it weren't for his status as a 'world champion', this event might not have even started.

Jiang Wuyang really lost face to attract so much sponsorship and make this event possible.

"So I don't understand. At this time, where is our sponsorship of the Nimbus?"

"Chen Shuo, isn't it too late for you to change sides and regret at this time? Do you still want to save our Guanglun's reputation?"

Seeing that Jiang Wuyang still didn't understand, Chen Shuo clicked his tongue.

"Wuyang, don't you understand? The racing industry's market size this year is 2400 billion, and Nimbus accounts for 15%!"

"We're no longer just a small racing team. We're the leaders! We should be the ones setting the rules!"

"We should expand Guanglun's business to more places, attract more cooperation, and continue to expand the industry."

Chen Shuo stood up and took off the ring on his right hand.

The reason why he developed the Lightyear Project was for the development of the Light Cycle, but what about now?
"Wuyang, do you know that Guanglun is in a critical stage of transformation right now? We are a listed company!"

"Do you know what the Lightyear Project is for? What are you doing now?"

Thinking of this, he was almost going crazy.

Light Wheels holds the largest market share in the domestic racing industry and is almost at the top.

Do you know how many people are envious, jealous and hateful, and how many hands want to pull the halo down completely and destroy it?
Is it so easy to be an industry leader?
He lived every day in fear, treading on thin ice, as if walking on a tightrope on the edge of an abyss.

Just ask yourself, who can afford to own a company with a market value of hundreds of billions, but lose everything if it makes a wrong move?
Who can afford to see a multi-billion dollar industry built from scratch destroyed in one move?
So starting last year, he took the lead and said he would build the country's largest "young driver training base" with the aim of allowing Guanglun to control the industry's discourse power.

Since we have become the leaders, why can’t we set the standards?

Why can't we have the final say?

So his first step is to attract more young drivers through the Lightyear Project.

What we want is to confirm one thing: the new generation of drivers are all trained by Guanglun!

No matter which club or team you are in, you have the influence of the wheel, just like a teacher with many students all over the world, his students and former employees are all over the country...

The Whampoa Military Academy of the racing world, that’s enough.

In this way, Guanglun can maintain a stable regime.

But what is Jiang Wuyang doing?
The original intention was to use his name, recruit a few clubs to show their appreciation, and then build momentum through the media.

But Jiang Wuyang directly invited the entire racing industry!

Why don't you just say you want to remove the light wheel?
Chen Shuo slowly took off the necklace, his expression helpless and angry. He tried his best to lower his voice and spoke.

"Turning Nimbus into the largest training base for young drivers in the country, isn't that what you've always wanted?"

Hearing his old friend's shameless words, Jiang Wuyang stood up and unbuttoned his shirt.

"I think I understand. You just want to be beaten."

Chen Shuo, who had already taken off all the cumbersome things, also stood up. "I knew it. It doesn't make sense at all."

Jiang Wuyang sneered: "What is there to say?"

He flexed his fists and asked, "In order to expand, are we letting drivers ignore training to participate in TV shows and become traffic?"

"To make money, you let the drivers and the girls carry a lot of 'business' and let the competition results be a mess? If I hadn't been watching over Team 1, I'm afraid you wouldn't even be able to maintain your place in the S game."

"Stop joking, Chen Shuo. The excellent driver you want is completely different from what I want."

In his eyes, although Guanglun has many talented people, its direction is completely wrong!
Racing is all about driving skills and speed!

It’s all about competition!
As the industry leader, if we, the Lightning, don't lead the racing world towards deeper research and development, and if we don't push the limits of driving skills, engineering, and mecha girls...

Doing all this juggling? Isn't that just bullshit?

Without the support of racing results, wouldn’t the foundation of the racing industry be gone?

He couldn't help but point at Chen Shuo and ask, "Chen Shuo, have you forgotten why we founded the Nimbus Club back then?"

"Isn't it just that you can't stand those bastards in Meishan who even deducted the money for the tea from the machine girl?"

"Isn't it just that I can't stand the fact that some bosses take the money that the drivers have worked so hard to win and then throw it back into the gambling table, leaving the drivers unable to even afford tires for training?"

"Isn't it just to allow those who are really capable to enter the real arena?"

He never thought that things would turn out like this.

When S1 and S2 were in chaos, he survived.

Who would have thought that from S3 to now, Light Wheels would develop into what it is today.

He looked at Chen Shuo and really couldn't understand where the young man who wanted to realize his dream even if he was left with only his underwear had gone.
It really fits the story.

The boy who slew the dragon eventually turned into the dragon.

"Chen Shuo, I really want to peel off your skin and see where your original intention has gone."

Hearing Jiang Wuyang's words, Chen Shuo was so angry that he laughed.

"How dare you talk to me about your original intention? If I hadn't sold my house and taken out a loan, would you have had the money to make it to the World Championship?"

"If I hadn't worked so hard to run the team, would you have won the world championship? Would you have had the money to experiment with so many talent engravings? I'm afraid the team would have collapsed long ago!"

If Light Wheel hadn't followed this path, would it have achieved its current strength?
Without sufficient financial support, what can you, Jiang Wuyang, use to support your ideals?
Ideals, can ideals be just talked about?

Who doesn’t want to leave with a clear conscience? But the prerequisite is that you have to have the strength to support it!
In order for the Light Wheel to become what you said, it must survive. Don’t you understand?

"Jiang Wuyang! That's enough!"

Chen Shuo's tone was pleading: "After all these years of friendship, can't you support me just once, just this once?"

When Jiang Wuyang heard his old friend talking about love, he was also amused.

"How dare you talk about friendship with me? After you graduated from college, when you were being chased for debt, who stopped those thugs for you? Who was the one who got the cut on the head?"

"Who was it that, just to save your face, bet on a car and drove along Yunshan Road, only to get hit and be bedridden for two months?"

"Who kicked down the warehouse door in the middle of the night and got beaten to a pulp by the security guards just to help you secure the Mecha Girl contract?"

As he spoke, he pulled up his clothes and took off his shirt, revealing a series of hideous scars: "Have you forgotten! Huh? You have the nerve to tell me this?"

Looking at the injuries on Jiang Wuyang's body, Chen Shuo was silent for a moment and began to roll up his clothes.

"You think I don't have anything? Look, what is this!"

"During S1, you pulled out someone's spark plug. To help you settle the matter, I was beaten so badly that all my bones were broken!"

"During S2, in order to rescue you from the overturned car, my hand was directly pressed on the roll cage with a few hundred degrees of rotation. Now I can't even hold a pen properly!" He ripped open his shirt and took off his pants as he spoke: "Have you forgotten? Look..."

Jiang Wuyang also untied his belt with one hand, revealing a pair of red shorts: "You think I don't have any on my legs?"

Just then, Jiang Xiyue rushed in.

"Dad, Uncle Chen, I..."

She had wanted to discuss her trip to the Lightyear Project, but seeing the two men in their fifties, shirtless, tearing each other's pants off, a cult scene...

My brain is instantly overloaded and crashes.

What are you guys doing?
"I, you... no, you guys go ahead and do your thing first."

After saying that, she quickly closed the door.

The two people in the room were left looking at each other awkwardly.

Jiang Wuyang put on his clothes and said, "Anyway, I'm here to inform you today, not to ask for your opinion."

"The day after tomorrow, the Lightyear Project's tryouts will definitely begin, and they will definitely be conducted according to my rules. The Lightyear Project's resource support contracts must be severed with the major clubs to ensure the Lightyear Project's independence!"

"If Nimbus's resources don't arrive, I'll treat it as if Nimbus never participated in the Lightyear Project!"

After saying that, he walked away.

"Really...Xiyue, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Xiyue, who was outside the door, saw this scene and quickly handed the document to Jiang Wuyang.

"Here are the papers you need to sign, Dad. I want to go to the Lightyear Project."

Jiang Wuyang was stunned for a moment, then realized his daughter's intention to take Ling Yu away. He wanted to refuse, but after looking at Chen Shuo, he smiled and said, "It's okay to go."

After saying that, he left the place with the documents.

Jiang Xiyue then walked into Chen Shuo's office and placed the application form in front of Chen Shuo.

Whether she can go depends on the opinion of the other founder of Light Wheel.

To be honest, she didn't want Uncle Chen and her father to quarrel over such a small matter as her.

"Xiyue, you're here. I'm sorry for making a fool of myself."

Chen Shuo smiled bitterly, looked past Jiang Xiyue and looked at the place where Jiang Wuyang disappeared, and then sighed again.

"Your father is really... How come his temper gets worse the older he gets?"

He picked up Jiang Xiyue's application, looked at it carefully, and after thinking about it, he suddenly felt that he had found an opportunity to check and balance Jiang Wuyang.

So he quickly signed his name.

"Go ahead, Xiyue."

Jiang Xiyue held the application form and immediately became happy.

……

After returning to his office, Jiang Wuyang suddenly started coughing violently like a deflated ball.

Seeing this, Qingluan quickly took the medicine and said, "Why are you doing this? Do you have to get so angry?"

"The Nimbus is our hard work. How can we just watch it get ruined like this?"

Jiang Wuyang drank the medicine while sorting out the documents his daughter handed him. He smiled and said, "Shuozi, do you really think that by kicking my daughter out of Team 1, you can kick me out?"

"As long as I'm still in Nimbus, I won't let him mess with Nimbus like this! Ahem..."

Racing should be like racing, Chen Shuo.

We have to get the light wheel back on track.

Qingluan sat aside and immediately saw a bunch of red signals indicating 'trouble' and 'danger'.

So annoying.

Is it so troublesome to come here and take care of an old person?

She said helplessly, "But it still tied up your energy. Can you really let your daughter leave Team 1? Besides Team 1, the other teams... are in such a mess?"

Jiang Wuyang picked up the report in his hand and laughed a few times: "Last year, Guanglun recruited more than 500 talents. With such a large development, there are still many talented people with original aspirations."

"No matter how many teams they have, as long as the players are still there, I can bring them to the S-League World Championship!"

"In short, in my hands, Nimbus will be the spearhead for our impact on the World Championship!"

Before he could finish his words, he flipped through the documents in his hand and fell into deep silence for a moment.

The content of the file is very simple.

Team 6, No. 3, needs to modify the five bolts on the suspension of the aircraft. This is a small matter that can be handled by a technician.

Five screws.

Official seals of six departments.

He still needs to nod his agreement.

At this moment, he felt deeply confused.

who am I?
where am I?
What am I trying to save?

……

"Wow!"

“So long!”

"so big!"

"There are so many people."

Feng Ying stood on the Badaling Great Wall, carrying a cross-body bag with the "Ashes and Burning" logo, and looked into the distance at the end of the Great Wall.

On the other side, Yinling was holding a "golden cudgel" bought from a roadside stall and taking pictures crazily with her mobile phone.

"Humans...are so amazing!"

At this time, construction was underway next to the Great Wall. Hundred-ton trucks were carrying small tower-like buildings from afar.

From a distance, these convoys formed a dragon like the Great Wall, looking extremely magnificent.

After the truck arrived at the location, the workers inserted the rope of the heavy crane into the edge of the tower. Soon the tower was lifted up and plugged into the socket next to the Great Wall Tower.

Then, accompanied by a series of buzzing sounds, another illusory 'Great Wall' suddenly appeared on the top of the tower.

The wall still had battlements on both sides, but the interior had become a wide racetrack.

"What we're building now is the track for the third round of the S-League National Championship!"

"The engineers used last year's latest spiritual pressure suspension track technology, and achieved the world's largest scale..."

The tour guide excitedly said, "The entire Great Wall will be covered in a reiatsu track! From Shanhaiguan in the east to Jiayuguan in the west, it's 6700 kilometers long. This will be the longest reiatsu track in the world!"

"This section of the Badaling Great Wall is currently undergoing testing and is said to be used in the upcoming Lightyear Project trials."

He led the exhausted passengers and said with a smile: "I believe that in a while, we will be able to see the Great Wall Circuit in full operation!"

Zhou Yun held Jackdaw's hand, raised his head, looked at the suspended track, and felt emotional.

"He who has not been to the Great Wall is not a true man."

Just then, a text message came from his mobile phone.

"Attention all contestants, the Lightyear Project trials have officially begun. The competition format is as follows..."

(End of this chapter)