This is not how you drive a machine!

Chapter 244 Deadlock
[Wuyang, let me teach you another lesson. Have you learned about the world outside the racetrack?]

Listening to the clicking sound of the printer beside him, Chen Shuo kept rubbing the line of words on the text message screen.

He smiled slightly at first, then sighed.

The brothers who once fought side by side have now reached the point of falling apart.

After taking out a piece of A4 paper from the printer beside him and putting it away, he sent another message while the printer was changing the paper.

[Qinghe, you've spread your message across all online channels overnight. In Kyoto, you're the only one with such a large budget.]

Thank you so much for this. Have you made an appointment with the investors for the Lightyear Project?

After a while, Ye Qinghe's message came back.

[Ha, there's an old enemy here, Critical Point Media. But don't worry, it's time to book a hotel. I'll be waiting for you.]

Then he sent two more sentences.

"Did you say Wu Yang drugged this kid? He came home and started talking nonsense about racing capital. This jerk has caused you a lot of trouble this time. Just wait and see how I deal with him."

[You're still so ruthless! I'm afraid Wu Yang is doomed to fail.]

Chen Shuo pulled out another document from the printer and looked at the contract written in black and white on it. He chuckled softly.

Thanks to the Light Year Project, Jiuyuan, and the popularity of Death Star, otherwise, even if Qinghe was powerful, it would not be able to cause an avalanche overnight.

I am also grateful to Wu Yang for expanding the cooperation agreement with Jiu Yuan, which has caused dissatisfaction among other investors in the Lightyear Project who did not benefit.

"Human affairs has always been a prominent subject since ancient times."

Just gently reveal the troubles Jiuyuan is about to encounter, and by the way, tell these investors something they like to hear.

For example, he could use this opportunity to force Jiuyuan Company to lower its product prices, or to force Jiang Wuyang to make more compromises. For example, he could use this opportunity to discuss the cooperation issues surrounding the Yunyi Racing Team's new structure...

Then these old hands will communicate with the drivers themselves and help keep it a secret from Jiang Wuyang.

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes, and his fingers couldn't help but play Chopin on the table.

"Wuyang, you will at least go through these steps next."

"First, you wanted to release an official statement as soon as possible to clarify the facts, but the dual obstacles of the contestants and drivers have stuck you here..."

……

"You can't publicly make any comments that favor Jiu Yuan! And you can't just say it's a misunderstanding!"

Next to the conference room on the third floor of the Lightyear Project, staff members of the Lightyear Project were bustling back and forth, crowding the corridor to the point of occupying a large area. However, with so many people, they still couldn't suppress the speech of the public relations manager.

"The public conflict now is that Jiuyuan violated regulations by participating in the tournament. If we insist that Jiuyuan is fine, it will directly inflame netizens and force the players to rush the tower!"

"Because if we do this, people will think we're breaking a cardinal sin in sports. It's unfair!"

The manager stood up, looked at Jiang Wuyang, and said in a serious tone: "At this critical juncture, we can't escalate the conflict any further!"

"With public opinion so overwhelming right now, if one player withdraws before the competition, the reputation of the Lightyear Project will be ruined!"

"What will people say? They'll say that since this player risked so much to withdraw from the competition, it must be true!"

"What will our more than 100 partners think if our reputation gets ruined?"

"Boss Jiang, we've obeyed your call and worked overtime here every day for over three months, all for the sake of building a truly awesome racing driver training base! We don't want this outcome!"

Listening to the excited voice of the public relations manager, Jiang Wuyang coughed a few times, put out a cigarette with his fingers, then lit another one and put it in his mouth.

Not only is the Light Year Project going to be a bad name, but will Xia Country ever have another 'top racing driver training program' in the future?

Even if there is another Jiang Wuyang who embarks on the next Light Year Project, will the contestants and netizens still trust him?

Fuck your uncle Shuozi!
Look at what evil you have done!

"What do you propose?"

He knew that at this time he should consult more professionals.

The PR manager, displaying his professional skills, quickly said, "Push all the responsibility onto the S-League officials. Until their investigation team comes out with the results, we'll hold off on any fight. Regardless of what the outside world says, we'll simply hold them back. This will create room for mediation!"

"We can't afford to delay. Our Lightyear Project is stuck at the end of the S game. Not to mention how much it will delay things, we even have to worry about whether we can get the players back."

There were a few things he hadn't said yet.

The contestants need this B-level competition to prove the success of the Lightyear Project.

Jiuyuan needs a B-level competition to demonstrate the strength of the print collection.

The Yunyi Racing Team's plan also requires this B-level race to complete the four-party cooperation. Now the shareholders of Guanglun have been making trouble and are not satisfied with his expansion of the contract.

Damn! A bunch of people who don’t want to pay, why not just keep their dissatisfaction to themselves?
He can only cut the Gordian knot quickly and get the cooperation back on track as soon as possible. However, now a public opinion storm is going to cause a suspension?

"Calm down first. I've been busy with you guys from dawn to dusk. I've only slept until 4 a.m. these past few days."

"We can't afford to delay."

The PR manager and the Lightyear Project event manager said in unison, "We have to delay even if we can't afford it, Boss!"

"Without the official authority of the S-League, we can't solve this situation."

Hearing this, Jiang Wuyang turned his head and looked beside him.

"Xiao Chen, how long will it take for the S-League officials to come out? When will they release the results?"

"S-League official..."

……

Chen Shuo's fingers played Chopin more and more passionately.

"Second, Wu Yang, you will want to urge the S-League officials to release the results as soon as possible. Of course, you will want to achieve the "One Power Breaks All Laws" skill, but..."

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The credibility of the S-League officials is based on a rigorous, obsessive-compulsive process, with repeated, cross-examinations. Now that they have two pieces of 'conflicting evidence' in hand, they must constantly verify them."

"No matter how quickly we verify, the report won't be released until after the S game, and after the S game..."

The personnel and affairs of the Light Wheel will once again be back in my hands.

"So, Wuyang, do you want to choose three?"

"Three, act decisively and kick Jiuyuan out. Get rid of him, and sacrifice yourself for the success of the Light Year Project. Is this your choice?"

……

"If you say kick Jiuyuan out again, get out of here!"

Jiang Wuyang slapped the ashtray, shaking off the ashes on his hands, and his expression suddenly became very scary.

"Jiuyuan single-handedly took on the B-rank competition and provided so many stamp sets and mecha maintenance services for free. If anyone dares to make this suggestion again, don't blame me for turning my back on you... cough, cough..."

After taking a few deep breaths, he gradually calmed down and realized that the staff made this suggestion out of desperation.

Looking at the clouds of worry on the faces of the staff, he rubbed his chest and laughed.

"If we really do that, wouldn't that just be what those guys who spread the lies want?"

"Since we can only play defense at this stage, let's play our counterattack well."

He coughed a few more times, and suddenly recalled the miracle Zhou Yun and his daughter created with four sets of tires in the previous race, and smiled with some pride.

"Think carefully, what are our advantages?"

"It's a race car driver!"

"They are willing to attack us and let us investigate Jiuyuan. This is a good thing, a very good thing!"

"It shows that our drivers are still willing to speak out against injustice. Even if it's reckless, isn't that true nature?"

“I feel like we can now communicate effectively with the drivers. Our mentor group has been training with them for a month, so it definitely makes sense.”

"Time waits for no one, and there's no need for us to wait for the results of the official S-League investigation team."

"We can simply ask the drivers to drop their joint complaint, stand with us, and then do some proper publicity."

Having said that, he finally understood that this matter still happened to the contestants of the Lightyear Project.

In the last race, he chose to trust the driver and won the light wheel and the new project.

This time, he wanted to trust the contestants of the Lightyear Project again.

The PR manager nodded.

"We have cooperation agreements with each athlete and their respective teams. Plus, the mentoring team has a strong teacher-student relationship, so communication shouldn't be difficult."

"But officially, we should give a formal response to silence the public."

Jiang Wuyang lit another one and asked, "What is it?"

"Stop the race, don't say anything else, wait until the drivers have communicated before making any decisions."

"This way, we can avoid offending either side and also have an excuse to mediate."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Wuyang snorted.

"Oh, let's pause, pause. Okay, one last pause. It will last for three days at most. Just three days!"

He stood up and looked around at the Lightyear Project staff. "Thank you, brothers, for working so hard with me for three months. Now we've overcome all the 81 trials and tribulations, and we've secured the B-level qualification to host the S-League tournament from Lingshan!"

"Damn it! We're just one last desperate stunt away. We can't let that old bastard flip the scriptures over into the river!"

"If your B-level competition qualification certificate really fell into the ditch, would you be willing to accept it?"

Looking at the tired but smiling faces of the staff, Jiang Wuyang's anxiety suddenly eased.

At this moment, he felt how fortunate he was to be able to gather such a group of people in this conference room.

"I declare the game suspended."

……

The Chopin on Chen Shuo's fingers gradually slowed down, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Although you've been retired for many years, you're still a racer at heart. You still have to master the techniques on the track and think like a problem solver."

"So, Wuyang, you would choose four."

"Communicate with the drivers, suspend the race, and appeal to their emotions and reason."

"It's just a pity..."

At this time, the printer also sprayed out the last document. After he sorted out all the contract documents, he stuffed them into his briefcase and picked up the car keys.

“Racing is essentially a capital-intensive game.”

After saying that, he glanced at the surging midday sun outside the window, took out his cell phone as he walked towards the door.

"Are you the person in charge of Critical Point Media Group (one of the Lightyear Project's partners)? Hmm, so you guys got here first."

"Okay, roast duck is good. Sliced ​​and rolled into pancakes, it's perfect for drinking."

"I'm right, right? As long as the public opinion continues, Jiuyuan Company will be under great pressure and it will be very difficult. We will have the initiative in the negotiations."

He placed his hand on the door handle and slowly turned it.

A month ago, he also negotiated a project for Guanglun to leverage the entire southern channel, but unfortunately it was messed up by Jiang Wuyang.

But everything complements each other.

"This time, I have a new contract. Not only our Guanglun Group, but also the Qinghe Group and the Yuedong Group in the south are very interested in this project. The initial contract has been negotiated. Although the initial investment will be high, but..."

"Don't we have the Light Year Project already in place?"

After hanging up the phone, he glanced at the morning sun that was constantly splashing onto the ground through the crack in the door, and then slammed the door shut.

"Wuyang, race car drivers and mecha girls have to follow people who can feed them, right?"

……

At the end of the corridor of the Lightyear Project Base Lounge, many Lightyear Project players gathered in the player rest hall.

Listening to the staff's announcement, Bi Chen couldn't help but spit and suddenly started cursing.

"Can the game still continue? Another timeout? I give up."

"Also, are you drivers crazy? Just race your race properly, why are you just joining in the fun?"

"Are you a kid? Why are you coming forward just because there's something going on?"

Han Yu was just waiting for the next match to turn things around. His adoptive father even called Ye Qing over, but...

Xuzhou City is gone! The governor's seal has been stolen! Everyone is drowning in the ditches in Xiapi.

How is he going to pay back the millions of dollars he owes?

Thinking of this, he looked at the contestants sitting on the sofa opposite and became even more irritable.

"You guys actually believe such an outrageous rumor? Huh?"

"Jiuyuan Company is harming our Lightyear Project contestants?"

"Their stamp collection just passed the S-League review, and they're just waiting for this race to give the racing world a stab in the backside and open their eyes!"

"Do they dare to do this at this critical moment? They're targeting Zhou Yun, the Death Star!"

"Do you know how many fans Dark Star has online?"

Having said that, Bi Chen stood up, completely furious.

"What's that thing hanging around your neck for? Huh? Is it for diarrhea?"

"Are you scared? Don't you dare to compete? Why do you resort to such a shady trick?"

Hearing this, the racer on the opposite side also stood up excitedly.

"You said I was a coward?"

"How could I not be scared? Aren't you scared? Three sets of tires, a dragon-shaped car that dominated the field, an abstract racing god who didn't even know how he won, aren't you scared?"

Just as Bi Chen was about to say something, the driver sat down again.

"Of course, I'm not afraid."

"Why would I play racing if I'm a coward? But I can't do anything about it now, okay?"

"The current hottest topic is the Death Star and Jiuyuan, and their feud is going on. That's going to bring tons of traffic, don't you want to take advantage of it? Just a joint effort can generate more attention than you could ever get in a lifetime of competitions, don't you want it?"

"Of course I don't."

"It's mainly my Weibo account. My personal account is controlled by the team. Those bastards in the marketing department will do anything for traffic. I can't do anything about it."

"Why, your driver's contract doesn't have any requirements for monthly activity, number of fans, number of endorsements, or number of announcements?"

Bi Chen blinked and slowly sat down.

"Last year, we hired a returnee from overseas to Aurora with the ambition of reviving the world championship team. He tried this experiment with our third team, but he was beaten up every few days. After a month, he couldn't stand it anymore and just quit running light wheels."

"We at Aurora are still using the S1 era driver contracts. Drivers only need to compete in five races a year, and at the end of the year, they will receive bonuses based on their performance. The more you compete, the more you earn."

"..."

After a moment of silence, the other party said with a wry smile, "Then your team is really lucky. No wonder they were beaten by the Nimbus."

Then he spread his hands.

"We have no other options right now. Our club supports two racing teams and over a dozen pilots. Our funding chain is constantly being cut off. We have to follow whoever feeds us."

"Don't even mention you guys. In our Jiangsu and Zhejiang area, everyone is selling their bodies like this. I can't stop it even if I want to."

As they talked, the lounge turned into a meeting to complain about unequal treaties. The drivers were very excited and proud when talking about this. If you give them a glass of wine, they might even write a hundred poems.

After hearing these complaints, Bi Chen sighed and turned to look around.

"Han Yu, what should we do next?"

"Han Yu?"

"Han Yu?"

Han Yu raised his head when he heard that, put down his phone and scratched his head.

"Brother Ye is completely unreachable, and we don't know where he's gone. If he reveals the truth, maybe he can come back for the game?"

Bi Chen shrugged helplessly.

"There's clearly a battle of celestial beings behind this. Anyone with a discerning eye knows to play dead to stay safe... Oh, by the way, where's Zhou Yun, the man involved in this matter?"

How come he disappeared?

"Hey, has anyone seen Brother Zhou?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from the other side.

"He's probably in a dilemma right now, haha."

"After all, there's a lot of power playing out behind the scenes. Zhou Yun may be a skilled driver, but the team was only established this year, so he doesn't have many trump cards."

"There's no benefit in forcing participation."

"On the other hand, with the current online buzz, the longer he plays dead, the greater the benefits for his team and himself. With this wave of buzz, wouldn't his fans be tens of millions?"

"Afterwards, I can serialize a memoir online or something, raise some money, and the team's follow-up funds will start rolling in, right? Isn't that how Cheng Hao from Team Nimbus 3 became so famous?"

Another person laughed and said, "Well, this is a common practice on the Internet. I guess he's hiding somewhere and laughing..."

Before he could finish his words, Han Yu raised his phone awkwardly and played the Weibo of Yun Yi Racing Team.

"Actually, not really."

"Brother Zhou posted clarification videos last night, ten in a row."

"He's currently cursing at his own fans. He's already built over a hundred floors."

……

　I'm so sorry for these past few days.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)