This is not how you drive a machine!

Chapter 287 Advance
"The S7 World Champions, the greatest achievement in the motorsport industry, are you willing to bet?"

"Would you dare to bet?"

Zhou Yun's powerful voice echoed in the corridor of the Lightyear Project conference room, overlapping with Jiang Wuyang's words earlier, striking Chen Shuo's back.

"Do you dare?"

Chen Shuo laughed silently.

This isn't just breaking windows, it's tearing the roof off!
"Wu Yang, you really have a sharp eye for drivers..."

After muttering something to himself, he suddenly realized that the past that had been lingering in his mind had vanished at that moment.

Whether it was the desolation of Lightwheel's early days or the glory of its heyday, it was all that he could let go of, and all that he couldn't.

They have all disappeared.

It's already... in the past.

Feeling relaxed, he straightened up again, his back which had been hunched over since the match, took out his phone, and called Ye Qing.

"Ye Qing, I understand, it's nothing serious..."

"But before that's resolved, I need you to do me a small favor... Yes, I'm serious..."

The first time after the game was an act of atonement to correct my beliefs.

The second time, he planned to bet on the future of the racing industry with his old friend.

"It's time to look forward."

He stood at the end of the corridor and glanced back in the direction of the conference room.

"I wish you all the best."

……

The setting sun shattered the window, spreading out like an exaggerated spider web behind Ye Qinghe and lingering on Zhou Yun and Jiang Wuyang at the door.

This is a giant net spread by the hunter, but the prey inside, which should be trembling, bared its fangs.

"Do you dare to bet?"

A betting agreement, betting on a probability that extends to the decimal point.

Whether they win the prize or fulfill the bet, Ye Qinghe is guaranteed to profit.

He smiled slightly as he looked at his prey's arrogant expression.

No, it's not a sure thing.

The reward will be more than a hundredfold!
Given their current investment level, Yunyi Racing Team simply cannot afford the bet.

Therefore, they only need to wait two years, and they can unconditionally take away all the efforts of the Yunyi team over the past two years... a mature stamping and modification industry market!

Zhou Yun continued speaking.

“If you don’t dare, then this meeting will be considered as if it never happened. I will just count to ten.”

These words were like a shot of strong adrenaline, making Ye Qinghe's throat bob.

"ten!"

"Nine!"

Jiang Wuyang crossed his arms and smiled as he observed the environment in the conference room.

Yes, you must always control the rhythm.

By exploiting the opponent's greed, by exploiting the opponent's vision, by exploiting everything, we can turn the tide of the game...

Zhou Yun raised his hand and continued gesturing.

"Eight, a bunch of spineless scoundrels. They don't even dare to follow this, so they probably won't amount to anything."

"seven……"

Such provocative words caused everyone present to tremble slightly, and they couldn't help but look at each other and whisper among themselves.

At the beginning of the month, they looked forward to the benefits of the Light-Year Project, anticipated the bright future Chen Shuo would bring, and imagined the future changes in the racing industry.

However, a single withdrawal from the group, a single statement, a single match... all these once powerful figures were crushed into dust.

"six!"

"Five! It's almost time..."

Zhou Yun's rise to the peak of drift racing ignited the entire racing industry, but it had nothing to do with those who invested so much money.

The humiliation of being pushed off the stage turned into anger, weighing heavily on the hearts of everyone in the conference room.

Now, an opportunity to recoup their losses and clear their name is within reach, which greatly excites them.

So they all turned their attention to Ye Qinghe.

At this moment, their gazes merged with Zhou Yun's, as if a thousand pounds of pressure were pressing down on them, causing Ye Qinghe's fingers to tremble slightly.

"Four!"

"three……"

He raised his head and looked directly into Zhou Yun's eyes. In that instant, he felt as if he were seeing his own son's eyes.

Even though they may have a million different faces, they all share the same arrogance in their eyes.

His son loved racing, so he turned to the racing industry and worked hard for many years. Just when he saw that the market size of the racing industry had reached its peak, he realized that the industry was booming.

Seeing that under the influence of the light wheel, he could successfully transform the racing industry, completely abandoning the old team and club model and turning it into an agent model for the domestic entertainment industry.

Seeing his child nearing adulthood, he had paved a bright future for him, but who could have imagined...

The child has changed their surname!
"two!"

"one……"

Recalling Ye Qing's words before leaving home, he felt an inexplicable surge of anger.

Anger caused an excess of cortisol to surge into his brain, and the overwhelming impulse caused him to uncontrollably slam his hand on the table.

"You ask me if I dare?"

"Ha, of course I, Ye Qinghe... dare not follow!"

Sweat streamed down his forehead as he gasped for breath, but his gaze gradually sharpened.

"We're not children anymore; delaying tactics won't work on us."

Everyone here has studied history in nine years of compulsory education. Are you trying to fool your fellow countrymen with this?
Do you think I've never learned idioms?

"Provocation didn't work either."

"You're just trying to use this betting agreement to buy yourself a two-year window of opportunity, but..."

His eyes were sharp as knives.

"If I can get it now, why wait two years?"

"Please rest assured, we are here with the intention of cooperating. If you do not want to pay back your equity, please take a look at the agreement in front of you."

Ye Qinghe's words calmed everyone present down, and they all nodded in agreement.

Since the light-year project failed, the Milky Way project has also fallen through.

Let's start with the Yunyi Racing Team.

Riding the wave of popularity generated by drifting, they will transform the racing industry into their dream model and continue the transformation to the end.

Break the strong bond between the drivers and the team, liberate the drivers and mecha girls from the team's impenetrable walls, and let the drivers and mecha girls be 'free'.

He crossed his arms, his tone becoming increasingly calm and confident.

S7 World Champion? Ha, they're not even afraid of losing face with this delaying tactic.

"We just want to choose a peaceful way to end this."

"As long as you follow the agreement, everyone can benefit and achieve a win-win situation. We just don't want things to get too messy..."

His response was a loud 'smack' as the door slammed shut.

Along with the sound of the door closing came a sentence from Zhou Yun.

"Damn it, a bunch of idiot cowards."

Jiang Wuyang also commented.

"Nothing wrong."

In that instant, Ye Qinghe's cortisol levels exploded.

"..."

"..."

What the hell!

This "do whatever you want" attitude left him momentarily speechless.

How dare you talk to me like that!

Aren't you afraid that we will forcibly seize all the shares in accordance with the agreement?

When the Glorious Evolution project is in our hands, what will you, Zhou Yun, use to compete in the S-series?
Do you want to eat dirt...?

He scratched his scalp, which was itchy from the rush of blood, and was just about to say something awkwardly when he saw a financial accountant rush into the conference room.

"Jiang Wuyang has given us all the shares. We are now the sole controlling shareholders of the Lightyear Project Company!"

"But they transferred all the assets away, and all we got was an empty shell..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yinling, dressed in an oversized security guard uniform, stormed into the conference room.

Behind her followed dozens of burly men, also dressed in security uniforms, who lined up in a row after entering the conference room.

"This is a private place, private or something..."

After thinking for a while, Yinling shook her head, then raised her head behind her and pointed aggressively forward.

"Never mind! Brothers, throw these guys out!"

The setting sun hid behind the skyscrapers, leaving only its remaining glow to gently caress the wide avenue in front of the Lightyear Project base.

On the main road, the painted logos of all partners of the Lightyear Project are clearly visible.

Ye Qinghe lay on his own logo, stunned, until the sun had completely disappeared before he realized what was happening and brushed the dust off his clothes.

"Black, is it the underworld?"

"I……"

He looked at the Coke can at his feet and angrily kicked it, but he didn't control his strength and tripped over the can, falling face-first.

"Damn, it's empty?"

"It's empty!"

People around started talking about it.

"Jiang Wuyang is really stubborn. He would rather give up the investment and the company than let us go."

"Without investment, how will they compete in the World Championship?"

"They'll suffer after they've lost out. Since they want to drag this out, we'll drag it out with them to the very end!"

A company executive looked extremely angry.

"Qinghe, once we get back, we'll organize ourselves and make sure they can't find any investment opportunities or get any funding in Kyoto. They won't be able to leave; we'll wear them down!"

"Yes, the World Championship is just around the corner. Let's see who's more anxious!"

Listening to the cacophony around him, Ye Qinghe straightened his tie, looked at his disheveled appearance, and couldn't help but laugh at himself.

have to.

They lost everything, both in terms of face and substance.

"It's just a waste of time, it's not even useful yet."

"Jiang Wuyang is a stubborn mule, and Zhou Yun is even more of a mule; once he's made up his mind, not even a hundred thousand horsepower can pull him back."

He glared fiercely at the logo of the Lightyear Project base and spat.

"Don't they want the car modification industry? Don't they want the decal market? Don't they think they can succeed without us?"

“We’ll destroy it all.” “Little by little…”

……

The sunlight gradually faded, and the deep night enveloped everyone in the racing city.

The equity transfer agreement on the table swayed slightly in the wind outside the window; the vast base had lost its parent company.

Jiang Wuyang, the second party to the agreement, stood in front of the dark window, his mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.

"Do it this way..."

Without funds, even the remaining investment from the original Lightyear Project was completely lost.

Can Glorious Evolution start with zero capital?
What exactly should we do?
The night was as dark as the deep sea, pressing down on him and making his eyes look lost.

Human thinking has inertia, which is a microcosm of past experiences.

At this moment, his opponent's actions became a kind of alarm bell ringing in his mind.

The alarm bells blared, and his mind began to involuntarily replay his failure at the Light Wheel.

Although reason told him that there would always be a way out, and if there was no way, he would carve one, his emotions led him into the abyss of depression. The fear of implicating his daughter followed him like a shadow, interfering with his judgment and stimulating his instinct to escape.

Everyone has a vulnerable side.

perhaps……

"Xi Yue asked me to come find you. I don't know what's going on between you two. Just say what you want to say..."

"Forget it, I can't stand my dad anyway, he's all talk and no action..."

Zhou Yun's voice sounded behind him.

"Ahem! Xiyue was worried that you would push yourself too hard and have trouble sleeping at night, so she spent 50 to trick me into coming here..."

"It's just a small amount of money lost, it wasn't your decision, so I should take the blame..."

Looking at Jiang Wuyang's stiff limbs, Zhou Yun sat on the sofa and couldn't help but click his tongue.

have to.

Some people have masochistic tendencies and don't like listening to stress-relieving talk; they prefer to listen to "My Struggle" to get a boost of energy.

So he cleared his throat.

"Cough cough!"

“Uncle Jiang, I know you want to change the distorted racing industry and create a system for training racing drivers. Of course, I also really want to see this happen.”

"After all, if we can't get the drifting style going, what will we use to compete in the S-series?"

"Although it's difficult, I never imagined that Yunyi would have so many people now, let alone develop the drifting style to its extreme."

"At first I was worried, thinking about what would happen to me and Han Ya in the future... and so on."

"But now we have Lao Ye, Feng, Xi Yue, Pan An, Ling Yu Qing Luan... and you, I refuse to believe we can't make it into the World Championship!"

Seeing Jiang Wuyang's indifferent expression, Zhou Yun felt embarrassed.

elder brother!
I've spent so much time trying to create a pleasant atmosphere.

You should at least give me a reply!

He took a deep breath, feeling he needed to add some pressure.

"Look, I'm not worried about funding at all now, because we have you!"

"The official permanent honor of the S-series, the appeal of world champion Mr. Jiang Wuyang is universal."

Zhou Yun gripped the sofa armrests tightly with his hands while continuing to speak.

"Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, Shenzhen, there are plenty of other places to go. Just because those ingrates in Beijing don't recognize you doesn't mean other places don't want to make money!"

"You can get anything just by running around..."

Having said that, Jiang Wuyang finally started to move.

He quietly rubbed his eyes, but he still felt tears streaming down his face.

Because of his promise to Aran, he neglected Xiyue for so many years, causing his daughter to have a mental breakdown and be left standing in the rain all night...

He thought this wall in his heart would stay with him until he was buried, but he never expected that his daughter would still be willing to climb over the wall to hug him and support him.

What else can he escape from?

"You're right, it's just a little money lost."

He looked at the dark sky, and the night a hundred years ago couldn't help but echo in his mind.

All beginnings are hard.

How could those martyrs who shed their blood on the yellow earth know whether they could drive away the invaders, or level the three mountains that had oppressed them for over two thousand years...?

They succeeded despite facing enemies from all sides, didn't they?

"you're right."

"This is just a little resistance. I am Jiang Wuyang."

"Once we win the world championship, they'll realize how stupid they are, ha!"

He wiped the tears from his eyes, turned around, crumpled the equity transfer agreement into a ball, threw it into the trash can, and then smiled at Zhou Yun.

Even if Jiang Wuyang is no longer able to do it, doesn't Yun Yi still have the Thousand-Pound Cudgel to disperse the demonic mist?
"Feng needs..."

He had intended to discuss the subsequent research and development plans, but stopped midway through his sentence.

"How is Xiyue?"

Zhou Yun grinned.

Sure enough, the adrenaline boost worked on the masochistic giant!
"It feels pretty good."

"She was just pestering me, wanting me to cooperate with a magic spell to... cough cough, to conjure up the latest chapter of the novel..."

Jiang Wuyang's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Xi Yue looks so relaxed; it seems she's truly happy here.

"She's often careless and forgetful. Zhou Yun, you're close to her, could you help her out and remind her more often..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was abruptly interrupted by a knock on the door.

Feng Ying rushed in carrying a humanoid figure wrapped in burlap sacks.

"Zhou Yun, your package is here!"

"The deliveryman was so unprofessional! He handled it so roughly the packaging was torn! Don't worry, I've already given him a bad review, oh dear..."

She was speaking when she tripped over the doll's foot, and a mannequin dressed as a maid fell out of its packaging and landed heavily in front of Jiang Wuyang and Zhou Yun.

The cat ears on the doll's head couldn't withstand the impact and rolled down to Jiang Wuyang's feet.

Jiang Wuyang's eyelids twitched violently at the sight of the sexy outfit that resembled a sex toy.

"Zhou Yun! If you make my Xiyue wear this, I'll spank your butt into eight pieces!"

Zhou Yun also jumped up.

"What?! I didn't have anything with your daughter... I f***ing..."

Seeing that he couldn't explain it away, Zhou Yun grabbed the shipping label from the package and, after a long while, couldn't help but shout.

"The End - Rococo!"

"Are you guys fucking crazy?!"

"Why are you sending me this! I..."

He hurriedly took out his phone, scrolled through it for a while, and just as he found Rococo's contact information, preparing for a three-way interrogation and thunderous questioning, another mecha girl from the End Tribe called.

During the video call, End Puppet looked at Zhou Yun with a smile.

"I heard you're coming back?"

"I heard you even won Jiang Shen back?"

"I heard you guys took down the Light Wheel?"

"You guys really made a big splash in Kyoto! Don't worry, for someone as talented as you who brings honor to Cainan, our Cainan WMC headquarters must reward you!"

"Congratulations!"

Zhou Yun lowered his head, looking at the package sent by Rococo, and spoke in a tone that was almost in despair.

"If you dare take out your dirty underwear, I'm not going back!"

The doll quickly stuffed the underwear it was clutching back into its hand and spoke with a sullen expression.

"What!"

"It's our WMC investment agreement! A 16 billion investment! The responsibility of revitalizing our Southern milk tea scene is entrusted to you!"

"Come back quickly!"

Zhou Yun and Jiang Wuyang exchanged a glance, their eyes instantly brightening.

Wow, a high-quality investment?
……

Beneath the skirt of the goddess of the night, Rococo, who had just returned home, gracefully began to play the violin.

"Humph!"

"Sorry, Southern milk tea lovers, we've got the advantage of being geographically closer this time!"

"Once the investment agreement is finalized, our Northern Ice Cream Party's share...hehe, we definitely need to get new clothes...wait?"

She put down her violin, looked at the huge gap between the bookshelves, and her expression became uncertain.

"Where is my custom-made maid outfit?"

"I……"

She looked down at the neatly arranged 'investment agreements' on the table and instantly broke down.

"I……"

"Wait until tomorrow! I'm definitely going to petition the Machine Girl Island to cancel all the benefits for secretary positions!"

"You can forget about getting free ice cream from now on!"

After saying that, she grabbed the investment agreement on the table and ran out of the house.

"Zhou Yun, don't go!"

"I will not let you leave!"

……

"Don't worry, we won't let them leave."

As night fell, another group of people with ulterior motives also found it difficult to sleep.

Ye Qinghe turned on the speakerphone and placed it on the table. The smell of blood slowly seeped out from between his teeth.

“We have the company shares, but isn’t Jiang Wuyang still the legal representative?”

The dust outside the Lightyear Project base was still on him as evening fell, and his eyes grew colder and colder.

Once Jiang Wuyang is eliminated, Yunyi Racing Team will lose all its leverage.

What Glorious Evolution Project Team, what Jiuyuan Company, what Printing Modification Market... If you're so eager to change the industry, then take a good look at your own capabilities first.

Without research and development funding, the Drift Body skill won't make it to the S-series. What will they rely on to continue competing?

The key to all of this is Jiang Wuyang.

"They only have two paths: either follow our way and become an agent-based team, or get out of the World Championship."

He tapped the table lightly with his fingers.

"Don't worry."

"With so many crimes under the Commercial Law, surely one of them applies to Jiang Wuyang."

……

(End of this chapter)