This is not how you drive a machine!

Chapter 248 Choice
The setting sun.

The night was as dark as ink, pressing down on the sky above the racing city. Dark clouds rolled in and invaded every corner.

In the conference room of the largest racing club in the country, the two founders sat opposite each other across a long conference table. Although it was just a table, it seemed as if there were thousands of mountains and rivers between them.

At this moment, just as at that moment.

silence.

Silence was the only conversation between the two.

A strong wind blew, hitting the window frames of the conference room, making a thudding sound.

Chen Shuo tapped the table with his fingers following the rhythm. At this moment, he had a lot to say to Jiang Wuyang.

He really wanted to ask Jiang Wuyang how he felt, and wanted to ask him if he had thought about the current outcome when he chose to drag the light wheel into the fire pit.

He really wanted to ask Jiang Wuyang if he could see clearly the crazy world outside the track?
If he saw it clearly... would he be able to understand him?

But none of that matters now.

"Wuyang, you lose. Hand over the Light Year Project."

"Halun has experienced such a huge turmoil, and we need to give investors market confidence to stabilize the stock price."

"Reorganizing the Lightyear Project into the Galaxy Project is the best way."

"Now that the Light Wheel is in my hands, your cooperation with Jiuyuan Yunyi has completely fallen through, and the main investor in the Light Year Project has also chosen the Galaxy Project..."

Having said this, Chen Shuo stopped tapping the table.

"Don't do unnecessary things, Wuyang. If you agree, I can bring you back to the board of directors of Nimbus."

Jiang Wuyang raised his head slightly, glanced across the long table, and came out of his confused state.

Isn’t it you, Chen Shuo, who is responsible for the stock price drop?

Isn’t it the interests of these shareholders that Chen Shuo is losing?
Don’t they want to recover the money owed to Chen Shuo?
Don’t you guys love money the most?
He couldn't figure out what big plan Chen Shuo had made, or whether he had caught them with something weak.

But now, none of this matters.

"Heh, Chen Shuo, you want me to sell out the contestants of the Lightyear Project?"

His voice was very hoarse, like the sound of an old bellows.

"Haha, the Galaxy Project?"

"Shuozi, ah Shuozi."

"You've completely thrashed the Nimbus racers, and now you want to thrash the Lightyear Project racers?"

Having said that, he slammed the table.

"Chen Shuo, where's your face!"

"You tell me every day that Nissan is the domestic leader and we should be this and that, but after three seasons and six years, we haven't even reached the threshold of the world championship. We are always eliminated in the first round."

"Is it Ye Qing and Jian Xue who are not good enough? Is it our Guang Lun who is not good enough? It's you!"

"You've made the drivers waste a lot of their time on endorsements and traffic marketing! You've desperately squeezed their time, leaving them with no time to focus on training."

Jiang Wuyang's tone became more and more excited.

"Do you have the nerve? Chen Shuo?"

"I have no face!"

"Every day I spend in Nimbus is a torment, because I feel like I'm living a shameless life."

"I'm too embarrassed to look at my former teammates, I'm too embarrassed to look at my old colleagues in the engineering department, I'm too embarrassed to look at my former opponents. Do you know how fucking embarrassed I was when that bastard from Northern Europe called me to congratulate their team on their world championship?"

"I'm so ashamed to see the light wheel like this now."

"I'm too embarrassed to look at Xiyue, I'm too embarrassed to look at A'ran..."

Having said that, he lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and suppressed all his emotions.

"Shuozi, I originally thought that we could run the Light Year Project successfully, train a group of excellent racers, give them resources, give them technology, give them everything."

"Let them escape this awful situation and watch them step onto the S-League stage. Then I can go to A'ran's gravestone with peace of mind and tell her I'm still here."

“All of us old drivers from the jungle days are still here.”

"I can honestly tell her that I still have a chance to repay her for the other world championship trophy I owe her..."

Having said that, he could no longer suppress his emotions and threw the cigarette butt at Chen Shuo.

"Chen Shuo, fuck you, fuck you."

The wind grew louder and louder, drowning out the conference room. Chen Shuo shook off the cigarette butt on his body and lowered his head.

"Wuyang, if you hadn't pushed the light wheel into the fire pit, I wouldn't have done this."

Having said that, he raised his head and looked at Jiang Wuyang.

"Besides, even without me, your Lightyear Project itself wouldn't be sustainable!"

"Haven't you noticed yet?"

"The reason I was able to leverage your investors so quickly is because they didn't like your model from the beginning."

"They choose you not because they are impressed by you, but because they are afraid of missing out and losing more."

"In this era of a fiercely competitive market and a world in which everyone is in danger, who cares about ideals anymore? Survival is more important than anything else."

"They want to survive, so they want more profitable racers."

"We also want to survive, so we must blend in with the light..."

Hearing this, Jiang Wuyang couldn't help but stand up, clenched his fists, and sneered.

"So, we have to let racing drivers form fan clubs, accept endorsements every day, only care about traffic, ignore results, and make the industry a mess, half-dead?"

"Become one with the light? Fuck you, Chen Shuo!"

"The Nimbus is yours now, you can do whatever you want with it, but don't even think about asking me to hand over the Lightyear Project!"

Hearing this, Chen Shuo smiled bitterly.

This moment is exactly like that moment.

Same meeting.

Same post-argument.

Same thing... going our separate ways.

Wu Yang, the world is like this, why are you so stubborn and refuse to change?

Only by living can you have a future. Don’t you understand such a simple truth?

Chen Shuo hesitated for a moment, stood up, and spoke in a steady but sharp tone.

"Wuyang, you heard it in the meeting just now, right?"

"The Yunyi team led the Lightyear Project players in slandering Light Wheel, causing fluctuations in Light Wheel's market value. Light Wheel will definitely not let this go."

"Jiuyuan and Yunyi are tied together. If you don't come and help me reorganize and give us a chance to ease the relationship, we are destined to fight."

"Wu Yang, do you want to see us destroy the Light Year Project?"

"Do you want to see talented racing drivers' entire racing careers affected by this incident?"

"Wuyang, if you don't get involved, how can you help those racers?"

The air fell silent for a moment.

Jiang Wuyang clenched his fists tightly, making a creaking sound.

An indescribable anger rushed out from his irritable heart, ran along his blood vessels, and made his temples swell up violently.

How to choose this?
Either you choose to stick to your original intention, let the racing drivers' careers be damaged, and watch the Lightyear Project become a mess.

Either he chooses to save the driver and destroy his original intention and the Lightyear Project.

How to choose?
No matter what he chose, he found that he didn't have the face to go to A'ran's tombstone to pay his respects.

"..."

Chen Shuo looked at Jiang Wuyang's trembling figure and sighed in his heart.

Then he walked towards Jiang Wuyang and asked in a calm tone.

"Wuyang, help me, okay?"

"Come and help me raise the sails of this ship, the Galaxy, will you?"

"If you could come in, I'd have a chance to get more for the racers!"

"Don't let things get any more extreme, okay?"

The violent wind ravaged the glass, and the entire conference room was filled with creaking sounds.

Just when the thin window frame was about to give up, the wind gradually weakened and ultimately failed to blow into the conference room.

Raindrops fell.

Jiang Wuyang's hand slowly loosened.

"Heh, Chen Shuo, do you know?"

"Initially, I asked Zhou Yun to file a complaint with the S-League organizers just to get rid of the logistics company that disrupted the competition. This is to give you a warning."

"but now……"

He turned to look at Chen Shuo and laughed.

"Chen Shuo, see you in court."

"I will hold on until the day the S-League investigation report comes out, and then I'll bury you along with the Galaxy Project!"

After saying that, he walked out of the meeting room without looking back and rushed into the rain without hesitation.

Chen Shuo sat in Jiang Wuyang's seat, staring blankly at the door of the conference room.

After a while, he smiled bitterly.

Just then, the lights in the conference room were turned on.

Ye Qinghe walked into the room, looked at Chen Shuo, and said with a smile: "It's so late, why don't you turn on the lights?"

"How about it?"

Chen Shuo shrugged.

"Wu Yang said he wanted to meet with our court."

Ye Qinghe took off his coat, sat aside, and said with a smile: "I knew it would be like this. It seems that tonight is destined to be another sleepless night."

Chen Shuo nodded, put his chaotic thoughts aside, and stood up with a calm expression.

"Then let's continue as planned and keep putting pressure on Jiuyuan."

Having said that, he turned his head to look at the increasingly heavy rain outside the window and smiled slightly.

"Zhou Yun, what will you choose?"

……

It was raining heavily.

Rain and fog engulfed the Lightyear Project base.

In the modification workshop next to the training track, Manager Ye stood at the door, watching the drifting raindrops along the flickering lights on the track.

"Black, it's really fucking black!"

"Why is the water in Kyoto so muddy? Even the God of Rivers could be kicked out directly?"

Such a situation made the usually well-mannered Manager Ye unable to help but break his temper and start scolding.

"grass!"

Now the Lightyear Project's official account has been 404-ed, Ye Qing's Weibo account has been deleted, trending searches have been removed from Weibo, Yun Yi Racing's Weibo account has been restricted, and the accounts of major fan groups have been shut down...

Guanglun is so angry because we slapped him in the face that he is ready to fight!
He turned to look at Zhou Yun, who was studying Ye Qing's game records and calculating data, and smiled inwardly.

This boss is really focused on racing.

"Zhou Yun, judging by the current situation, Guanglun will definitely tear up the agreement signed by Jiang Wuyang. Forget about the cooperation project. I'll find a solution later."

"The important thing is that Nimbus is a listed company. They will definitely..."

Zhou Yun put down the pen in his hand and said with a smile: "Want to slap me back?"

Manager Ye slowly sat down by the door and nodded.

"It would be best if we were executed immediately. If that doesn't work, they would stigmatize us. In short, they want us to apologize and admit our mistakes so that their stigma can be washed away."

"If we don't cooperate..."

Having said that, he turned his head to look at the track in the rain.

"Whether or not the Lightyear Project can play this final match, how it's played, or what the outcome is, it has nothing to do with us."

"The final reward of the Light Year Project will not be given to us, Yun Yi."

Hearing this, Yin Ling's eyes widened: "Ah? Doesn't this mean we came here for nothing?"

The sound of rain grew louder and louder, and the lights on the track gradually dimmed and faded.

Thor sat blankly on the tire in the corner of the workshop, hugging his knees and sinking himself into the tire.

Jackdaw sat next to Zhou Yun holding the raccoon doll, breaking the raccoon instant noodles into pieces and handing them to Zhou Yun.

"Zhou Yun, give it to me. Thunder God, give it to me."

Zhou Yun took the instant noodles and smiled.

"Let the project go, as long as we have the technology, we can get gold coins anywhere in the world."

"But the game must be brought back."

If there is no competition, how will the track points of the Linye tribe, the psychological barriers of the Jackdaw, and the track dream of Thor be achieved?

Thinking of this, he couldn't bear it any longer and rubbed the crow's head into a mess.

Ah, I feel comfortable.

"Old Ye, the root of this problem still lies in the tire theft case. Do we have a chance to use this to kick out the troublemaker, Nimbus?"

Manager Ye heard this and said after thinking for a moment.

“There are opportunities, but not many.”

"This matter is very complicated to operate, and it involves a question of authority and responsibility."

"The S-League officials are merely organizing the competition. Their most extreme measures are to sever the Heart Bond, cancel the Mecha Girl Contract, impose hefty fines on drivers and teams, and ban them from participating in S-League-related events..."

“Let’s put it this way, within the track, they are the gods.”

"But outside the track, they are powerless because they are not an administrative agency and do not have the power to investigate, arrest, interrogate or punish."

"Even the investigation can only be said to be 'suggesting' that someone come for questioning, so..."

When Old Ye said this, Zhou Yun already understood the operating logic.

"Old Ye, you mean..."

"Can their investigation reports serve as material for lawsuits in court, allowing the government to intervene?"

Manager Ye smiled and nodded.

"Yes, that's right. For individuals or organizations that interfere with the race outside the track, we can work together with the S-League officials to file a lawsuit as a commercial dispute."

Manager Ye smiled and said, "Once the S-League investigation team's report comes out, we and the Lightyear Project can formally sue the logistics and freight company that stole your tires."

"By then, we can use the court to force the logistics company to hand over the Nimbus."

"As long as the Nimbus is put on the table, the S-League officials can skin them alive."

After listening to this long passage, Yinling's eyes rolled around and she sighed with emotion.

"Feng Ying, do you understand?"

Feng Ying shook her head: "Why do humans always make things so complicated?"

"Yeah yeah……"

Listening to the two little ones' words, Manager Ye smiled bitterly.

"Zhou Yun, that's why it's so troublesome."

"Not only do we have to prepare a legal team and fight the local tyrants in Kyoto, but we're also going to have to deal with it for a long time."

"By the time the process is complete, the Lightyear Project competition will probably have been decided long ago."

The sound of wind and rain outside the workshop was getting louder and louder.

Zhou Yun closed his laptop and was about to say something when he heard Manager Ye's phone ringing.

"Zhou Yun, it's Jiuyuan."

Manager Ye gestured to the two children to keep quiet and then answered the long-awaited call.

"Yeah, yeah, I get it."

"So fast?"

"..."

After hanging up the phone, he turned to look at Zhou Yun with a smile on his face.

"Zhou Yun, we have a chance! Two pieces of good news."

"First, Lin Qinglei just told me that the three founders have clearly stated that as comprehensive strategic partners, we are like the palm of your hand."

"They will always stand by us."

"Secondly, thanks to the information provided by Ye Qing, the investigation team has been able to connect many lines of evidence and even trace them back to a shell company that Guanglun was cooperating with."

"We can already drag the Nimbus into the water!"

"They'll have materials ready for prosecution in less than a week!"

"Jiuyuan has prepared a legal team, waiting for us to jointly sue. As long as the Light Wheel is brought to court, it will be equivalent to kicking them out of the game."

Manager Ye clenched his fists excitedly and spoke in a strong and forceful tone.

"Zhou Yun, let me handle the lawsuit. You can continue preparing for the competition."

Hearing this exciting news, Zhou Yun also stood up.

"Old Ye, what do you see in the rain?"

Manager Ye was stunned for a moment, and as soon as he turned around, he was knocked to the ground by Hua Lei.

"Hey~"

Hualei covered her head and stood up staggeringly with water droplets on her head.

"I've been looking for you guys for ages. Why are you here? It's raining so hard, why don't you go back to the lounge?"

"correct!"

She lifted up her clothes, took out a few slightly damp pieces of paper from her belly, and handed them to Zhou Yun and others.

"Take a look, this was sent jointly by the Lightyear Project's directors and the competition's publicity department. They say this is the latest player contract."

"They also said that if you sign this, you can play your last game!"

Everyone immediately gathered around.

Zhou Yun looked at the huge Song-style characters on it, "Light Year Project Reorganization Agreement" and "Galaxy Project", and fell into deep thought.

……

It was raining heavily.

The rumbling sound of rain vibrated the lounge of the Nimbus 1 team.

Ye Qing leaned against the window, looking at the Hot Wheels track that was faintly visible in the rain. While thinking about how to counter Zhou Yun's drifting, a yellow letter flashed across his heart.

[Jianxue has left Team 1 of the Light Wheel. Your spiritual connection with Jianxue has been severed.]

He sighed softly.

"It seems that there is no way to fulfill the contract."

Then he smiled bitterly.

In this day and age, even having similar interests can only be considered as fulfilling an agreement?
Just then, his cell phone rang. Han Yu: [Brother Ye, the Lightyear Project is being reorganized. Here's the latest contract. Take a look.]

Immediately afterwards, a series of contract photos were sent over. Ye Qing looked at the contracts with a frown on his face.

[1. This plan is an upgrade of the Lightyear Project, intended to help racers improve even better than the Lightyear Project...]

[Second, the diameter of the Milky Way is 465 billion light-years. We will also select 465 top racing drivers over the next four years to compete in the race, strengthening the racing industry...]

【three,……】

[Thirteen, after a racer joins the team, the mecha girl's contract will automatically be attached to the Galaxy Plan, and the Galaxy Plan can be adjusted at will...]

[18. Racers can arrange their own training time. The Galaxy Plan will not impose any requirements...]

[Twenty-three, the racers will be marketed by the Galaxy Project and participate in brand endorsements. Neither the racers nor the mecha girls can refuse...]

[Twenty-Five. The racing driver's personal account is managed by our partner agency. Private content is prohibited to avoid personal financial losses...]

[Forty-two. The prizes allocated to each driver by the Lightyear Project will now belong to the Galaxy Project. The final track points will be centrally managed by the Galaxy Project and distributed to the drivers as needed...]

Looking at these explicit treaties, Ye Qing felt a surge of anger for no reason and couldn't help but chuckle.

"This contract is even more generous than the Nimbus driver's contract."

The Galaxy Project...is aimed at maximizing the value of the robot racing drivers.

Even if the racers win, they still have to be obedient to get the final reward.

Just then, the door of the lounge was pushed open.

Jiang Xiyue had messy hair and a hint of smile in her red eyes.

"I knew those uncles in the engineering department would definitely help!"

"These veterans from the S3 era are also very unhappy with the current changes to the Light Wheel."

"They gave me a lot of information about shell companies under Chen Shuo's name. As long as this information is submitted to the court, hehe..."

Her laughter was a little hoarse, but her heart was filled with joy.

With these, we can definitely bring Guanglun to court.

By that time, in order to prevent the S-League officials from depriving Guanglun of its event rights, Guanglun would definitely kick Uncle Chen out to take the blame.

Listening to the rumbling sound of rain outside the window, her eyes became more determined.

So what if I kill my dad?
I will let my dad sit back in the seat openly!

So what if it obstructs the cooperation among the four parties?
Once Chen Shuo is kicked out, who can stop the project from proceeding?

So what if it obstructs the game?
I will continue to fight, take the leading position, take the contract between Ling Yu and Qing Luan, and leave this place completely.

"Ye Qing, we will win."

"We can't win."

Ye Qing said this helplessly and sent the photo of the contract on his mobile phone to Xiyue.

"Uncle Chen was really quick to act on the latest Lightyear Project contract Han Yu gave him. He didn't give anyone a chance at all."

He turned his head to look at the oppressive dark clouds outside the window, his tone tinged with desolation.

"The fact that this contract was even handed to the players only means... that management is finished, and the Lightyear Project is dead in name only."

Jiang Xiyue hurriedly looked through the contract on her phone, her expression filled with disbelief.

“Why would management do this?”

"My dad hasn't agreed yet, how dare they do this?"

Ye Qing put down his phone and turned to look at Jiang Xiyue.

"I guess Uncle Chen asked the Lightyear Project investors to tell the management that this was Jiang Wuyang's intention..."

"Those management who are anxious to get the last game done will just go with the flow and do it, even if it goes against Jiang Wuyang's original intention."

His father did this all the time, so he probably knew how to do it.

"Xiyue, wait until the results of the S-League investigation team come out. But without the subject of the prosecution, the case can't go forward."

"After all, what we are suing for is a business dispute."

"It's business versus business, it's investor versus investor."

At this point, he smiled bitterly.

"Even if Uncle Jiang and Zhou Yun insist on suing, under the current circumstances, investors won't risk offending Guanglun by suing."

"Finally, the Lightyear Project couldn't produce any evidence that its interests were damaged, so the case couldn't stand."

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, and the air was filled with a damp smell.

Jiang Xiyue sat on the sofa and slowly sorted out Ye Qing's words.

It’s actually not that complicated, it’s very simple.

The investors of the Lightyear Project are a bunch of fence-sitters.

They saw that their father had lost, so they coerced the management of the Lightyear Project into voting for Uncle Chen.

In this way, Dad would be left without a legitimate reason and his killer move would be wasted.

If Jiuyuan Company wants to sue again, it will need to find another reason and fall into a period of wrangling that will last for several years.

And the Yunyi team...

The Yun Yi team can certainly continue to sue, but if they do so, they will have to face Guang Lun alone.

How to win?

Ye Qing took out two bottles of wine from the freezer in the lounge and gulped down a few gulps.

"Things have dragged on until now, and the spectators and drivers are all waiting for the final race and the distribution of the final rewards."

"The benefits of the Galaxy Project are far greater than those of the Nimbus. No one wants to miss out."

"Now that the contract has been issued, those investors who are on the sidelines need to hurry up and join the team, otherwise they won't even get a share of the spoils."

Ye Qing, who hadn't drunk for a long time, felt a little dizzy. After adjusting for a while, he took another big gulp.

"It happened too quickly. Uncle Jiang didn't have time to rectify the management."

"Restructuring is inevitable."

Hearing this, Jiang Xiyue suddenly felt that she had lost all her strength, as if her meridians were broken.

She chose to leave just to escape ridiculous contracts and environments like the Galaxy Project.

Now that the situation has become like this, no matter what she chooses, she cannot take away the contract between Ling Yu and Qing Luan.

How to do?
She rubbed her hair with both hands and muttered to herself.

Xiyue, ah Xiyue, it’s a desperate situation!
It's time to fight for survival, come and have an epiphany!
After her hair was completely messed up, she stood up and said, "It's a done deal, what's a done deal?"

"Qingluan, let's go back to the Light Year Project and seize the contract!"

"Let's post this whole thing online and see what they do!"

"There are hundreds of investors in the Lightyear Project, and it's absolutely impossible for all of them to choose the Galaxy Project. As long as we can make it impossible for them to make a choice..."

"Dad will have time to clean up management."

Jiang Xiyue stared with red and swollen eyes, her voice hoarse.

"Ha! I have hundreds of millions of followers online and was one of the top ten drivers last year. I don't believe I can't win this round..."

At this moment, Qingluan jumped up from the sofa, holding up her cell phone with an unbelievable tone.

"Xiyue, Yeqing, quickly check what the Light Wheel 1 team posted on Weibo."

Xiyue opened Weibo and saw the official announcement from Team 1.

[Sorry, Ye Qing's Weibo post was a bad joke from team member Jiang Xiyue. The entire video was produced using AI synthesis...]

[We at Guanglun have discovered that the person who stole Zhou Yun's tires was actually Jiang Xiyue herself. She created this terrible incident in order to return to Team 1...]

Next, there is the clip of the Lightyear Project.

"Jiang Xiyue, I feel like she's quite different in person than she is online."

"It seems like she's always worried, and I don't know what she's thinking."

"She might be thinking about something. I saw her running around all the time in the Lightyear Project."

Watching the malicious clips officially released by the Lightyear Project, at that moment, she seemed to have returned to Xianyang more than two thousand years ago.

Is this a deer?
This is clearly a horse!
You dare to kill my horse?
……

It was raining heavily.

Heavy rain washed over the Light Year Project Base. In the corridor of the players' lounge, Han Yu held the wrinkled contract and looked at the darkness outside the window.

The rain curtain tightly locked the Light Year Project, making it impossible to find any direction for a while.

"How to do?"

Ever since Team Lightyear 1 posted a Weibo post smearing Jiang Xiyue, the investors of the Lightyear Project have gone crazy.

Before midnight, the official website of the Galaxy Project appeared!
Moreover, the management gathered all the contestants in the middle of the night, hoping that they would sign as soon as possible, otherwise their rewards would be confiscated and they would be disqualified from the competition.

Looking at the rainwater seeping in through the windowsill, Han Yu felt his fists stiffen.

What should we do now?
Either leave with nothing, or stay and become a player in the Galaxy Project?

Thinking about the modification path he wanted to take next, the huge loan he was carrying, and the cooperation that Brother Ye had helped him negotiate, each one of them reminded him.

You can't leave.

If you want to fight with Liuhua to the end on the field, it is best to agree with the choice given by Galaxy.

Because you don't have many chances.

But can you embark on the racing career you imagined by signing the indenture of the Galaxy Project?
"..."

At this moment, boundless, invisible and intangible pressure surged over him, trapping him like a quagmire.

The more he struggled, the faster he sank.

"If it were Zhou Yun, what would he choose at this moment?"

Looking at the heavy rain outside the window, Han Yu was suddenly startled by a flash of lightning in his head.

"Yes, the qualifications to host the competition!"

The Galaxy Plan inherited the Lightyear Plan's qualifications for hosting Class C and Class B competitions. Now that Jiuyuan Company and Light Wheel are at odds, they certainly don't want to recognize the Galaxy Plan.

Then you can write an article around this point.

Thinking of this, he quickly turned around and rushed into the players' lounge.

"Qualifications for hosting!"

"Bi Chen, we can team up to report to the S-League officials and have them review the Galaxy Project's eligibility to compete!"

"This way we can stop the Galaxy Project and buy Jiang Wuyang some time."

"Once Jiang Wuyang has dealt with the management, we can continue the race and get the track rewards..."

Before he could finish his words, Jing Xing came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's useless, Han Yu."

Then he waved his hand and said helplessly, "The Galaxy Project directly skipped over the level and signed an agreement with our team. If I don't agree..."

"Our team can send another driver to take my place."

"How can I choose?"

The other contestants also smiled bitterly and said, "Yeah, there's no choice."

"Our team didn't want to sign this contract, but after they saw what happened to Jiang Xiyue, they immediately decided to get on board."

"Yes, the Galaxy Plan is planning to kick our team out and replace it with another one..."

"Our team invested a lot in the Lightyear Project. They don't want to be kicked out for no reason..."

Listening to the conversations of the players, Han Yu looked at the message from Kunlun Racing Team on his phone and suddenly realized something.

If he still wants to keep Liuhua's B-class engine, he must sign this contract called "You have no choice".

He walked into the corridor, looked out the dark window, and placed the contract on the windowsill.

"Why are you trying to take back the reward Jiuyuan gave you with such a shameless attitude..."

How to choose?
If you don’t sign, you get nothing.

Once you sign, you will be restricted in every way.

Do you want to sign?
No matter what he chooses, the Lightyear Project may never be brought back.

……

The heavy rain turned into a river.

The water hitting the drainpipe made a clanging sound, which made the general manager of Guanglun very annoyed.

When can his office be moved upstairs?
Then he turned around and looked at Jiang Xiyue, who looked so haggard that she looked like a ghost, and smiled bitterly.

"Xiyue, don't think about it, this is already the best result."

Although there is no major problem with the official investigation team of the S-League now, the official side of the S-League needs to give an explanation.

Although Jiang Wuyang's position has been removed, his influence on Guanglun still exists.

Although the reorganization of the Lightyear Project is on the right track, netizens still need to divert their attention online.

Although……

Throughout history, before great things can be accomplished, someone has always had to sacrifice blood.

Unfortunately, Xiyue is the best sacrifice for the Milky Way plan.

"If you still want to race in the future, cooperate with the actions of the Light Wheel, go to the official S-League headquarters, and take the initiative to take charge of this matter."

"Tell them to evacuate the investigation team and then voluntarily withdraw from the Nimbus."

"After all, you're a veteran driver of our Nimbus, and even won the Top Ten Drivers of the Year last year. We at Nimbus will definitely come forward to protect you."

"With our guarantee, the S-League officials won't punish you too harshly. You'll still have a chance to compete in a few years."

Hearing this, Jiang Xiyue raised her head and rubbed her dry eyes.

"Listen to yourself, is this human language?"

They slandered my reputation and asked me to cooperate.

In the end, you still want to stand up and act like a morally perfect person to save me?

Let you complete the great sublimation?
Is it true?
Xiyue stared with bloodshot eyes, her tone quite weak.

"General Manager, do you think I will agree to such an outrageous request?"

The general manager's face trembled for no reason.

Chen Shuo!

I'm just an everyday person, how can you ask me to do this?

Finally, he sighed and continued.

"But if you don't agree, we'll have to take some drastic measures."

"We will report you to the S-League Tournament Committee, expel you from the Nimbus, ban your Heart Contract and your right to compete, and force this matter to happen."

"No matter which choice you make, the result is the same."

"It was you who stole the tires from the Yunyi team."

After saying that, he opened the drawer and threw a stack of documents to Xiyue.

"Here's the information for several shell companies, here's the contact person, here's the contact person for the logistics company, and here's the details of the tires you stole..."

"This is a solid chain of evidence. Every single piece of evidence aligns with the direction of the S-League investigation team."

"Whether you admit it or not, we have enough evidence to prosecute you. As for your motive...you can make it up yourself."

The rattling sound outside the window became louder and louder, and the air in the office became more and more stuffy.

Jiang Xiyue stared blankly at the pile of documents on the table, and forgot to breathe for a moment.

Me, I became the culprit of the tire theft?
Just like that, Dad’s killer move was wasted?
Her eyelids trembled violently.

Just like that, I...can’t go to the competition?
The general manager pinched his thigh hard to calm himself down. Seeing Xiyue's eyes dimming little by little, he felt very uncomfortable.

This cheerful girl, who was only slightly older than his daughter, really didn't deserve such an ending.

but……

"When you're in the martial arts world, you have no choice. The decision is made by your Uncle Chen, Xiyue."

After saying that, he couldn't help but chuckle.

Chen Shuo is indeed a master at setting up schemes; no matter what choices people make, it’s useless.

In this case, Yun Yi only has two choices.

Either return to Jingyun in disgrace, or bow your head, withdraw your statement, apologize, acknowledge what Guanglun said, and agree to the contract of the Galaxy Plan.

No matter what they choose, Jiuyuan Group will be the prey of the Galaxy Plan.

This game made him suddenly want to learn Go.

"Xiyue, choose."

select.

How to choose?
Either admit the "crime", be banned by the S-League officials, burn the entire Lightyear Project to ashes, and make his father's efforts completely in vain.

Or sacrifice her entire racing career to fight a battle she couldn't win?

At this moment, she felt like crying.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't squeeze out the tears.

"Hehe, hehe."

No matter what choice is made, the Lightyear Project will be successfully reorganized.

No matter what she chooses, she cannot take away the contract between Ling Yu and Qing Luan.

No matter what he chose, the wind on the track was getting further and further away from him.

No matter what choice they make, the Yunyi team only has two options left.

She picked at her nails repeatedly, tears falling like rain outside the window.

"Zhou Yun, I'm sorry, I can't fulfill my promise to you."

……

Late at night, Qingluan stumbled to the Lightyear Project Base and after searching for a long time, she finally found Zhou Yun's room.

The moment she knocked on the door, she hesitated.

What will Zhou Yun choose?
The track points required by the Linye tribe are so terrifying. If he chooses the Galaxy Plan for the track points... won't he be forced to persecute Xiyue?
This made her put down her hand that was knocking on the door.

The sound of rain continued to echo in the corridor, and the lights in the corridor seemed to become dim.

She lowered her head and thought, what would happen if Zhou Yun chose the Galaxy Plan...

In a daze, she suddenly realized that she had stepped on something.

Several pieces of paper with "Lightyear Project Reorganization Agreement" and "Galaxy Project" written on them.

At this moment, she suddenly understood Zhou Yun's thoughts.

This contract...

A piece of waste paper.

　It's painful.

　　I wrote 20,000 words, revised it seven times, and had half a desk full of scraps, not counting the draft outline I wrote back and forth.

　　Writing this paragraph is really exhausting, so here is the first chapter of 9,000 words.

　　There are still two chapters, with a total of more than 20,000 words. I will update it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow after I finish it. I really can't hold on any longer.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)