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Chapter 551 551. Determine the direction

Although the old drunkard looked very stern on the surface, he even looked a little dissatisfied with Xu Jia's idea.

But in fact, in his heart, he already has a high opinion of Xu Jia. With this kid's current age and connections, he can recruit partners to form a team on his own, which is objectively good.

Limited by factors such as funds and experience, there are some errors in detailed ideas, but it is actually harmless.

"Uncle Xu, you also pay?"

Xu Jia's tone was a little surprised.

To be honest, the old drunkard has helped me a lot during this period, even beyond the level of care that the "boss" should have in many aspects.

But borrowing a sealed performance car to drive for yourself, using some personal connections on the racing license, can also be regarded as a support for the younger generation from a racing senior.

After all, many early professional drivers in China relied more on the traditional "master-apprentice" relationship before the professional system of racing academies and youth training camps was perfected.

Not to mention the early days, even in the era of Xu Jia, basically all drivers had a master when they started.

For example, Han Han’s master is Zhou Yong, and idol star Wang Yibo’s master is Li Zhengpeng, who has participated in the highest level of motorcycle racing - MotoGP.

So it is not uncommon in the racing system to help the juniors casually.

But it is definitely not common for an old drunkard to spend millions of dollars to support someone like him, unless he has actually held an apprenticeship ceremony or has other deep-rooted relationships.

According to Xu Jia's estimation, he should be the old drunkard "Coffin Ben". If he makes such a bold move, does he trust himself so much?

"It's a loan."

The old drunkard didn't explain so much and replied in an understatement.

"Then Uncle Xu, do you want to write an IOU or something?"

Seeing the old drunkard like this, Xu Jia laughed and joked.

"If you can't afford it, there's no point in writing it, so let's leave it at that."

After saying this, the old drunkard picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it down again.

In a sense, this is also a "big gamble" for Xu Lang.

"Thanks, Uncle Xu."

Xu Jia looked at the old drunkard in front of him and thanked him sincerely. This was indeed a huge favor.

"I won't give you the money now. I need to use it to pay the deposit for the frame and parts. You and Feng Bingman or other people who want to cooperate should get in touch as soon as possible. You may have to go on a long trip next."

"Where?"

"Guangdong Province and Hong Kong Island."

The old drunkard spit out two place names succinctly.

"What do you mean?"

Xu Jia didn't understand what the old drunkard was going to do. After all, in addition to running karts in China in his previous life, he had gone abroad for training early and was really not very familiar with domestic rally competitions.

"I don't have money but I still want good racing parts. What can I do if I don't think of a way? And in the East China Sea, do you think there is a track suitable for rally training?"

Hearing this sentence, Xu Jia instantly understood that in an international metropolis like Donghai, it would be no problem to run an RV or even a formula.

After all, the only F1 Grand Prix track in China is built in Donghai.

But apart from the venue, basically no other terrain required for the rally can be found in Donghai.

Take Xu Jia and Dong Zai's mountain trail run last night as an example. They could only go to Tianming Mountain in Wu Province to run, because it was not easy to find a suitable mountain top in the entire East China Sea.

<divclass="contentadv">As for wanting good parts without money, Xu Jia understands the meaning of this sentence. In addition to cheaper second-hand racing parts, there is another way to make them cheaper, that is, parallel imports, or more To put it bluntly, it is smuggled goods.

After all, a racing car is different from a family car. It does not need to be registered, and it cannot be driven on the road. There is no such thing as an annual vehicle inspection.

Even if it is a car inspection, it will not check the source of the parts, but check whether it complies with the competition rules.

Xu Jia didn't expect that the old drunkard could even have parallel imports of spare parts. It didn't look simple.

Perhaps feeling Xu Jia's strange gaze, the old drunkard coughed and said, "Don't think wrongly. I have friends in Guangdong Province who used to run professional jobs. They can provide some help."

"In addition, there is no technical parts support from manufacturers behind the establishment of a private fleet. Many things are difficult to buy in the mainland and are relatively expensive. In this regard, Hong Kong Island is much more convenient and the time is faster."

"After you get your racing license, you should consider signing up for domestic competitions. Don't forget that you still owe me a championship."

"I won't forget it."

Xu Jia nodded. He was also very aware of the difficulty of establishing a team solely on his own without the support of a car manufacturer.

"It's nothing, just go back first."

"it is good."

Xu Jia had finished what needed to be said. Although he still didn't know why the old drunkard was sitting alone in the store tonight, it was obvious that the old drunkard needed some private space.

Just when Xu Jia opened the store door and was about to walk out, the old drunkard's voice suddenly came from behind again.

"I forgot to mention, what prototype car do you want?"

"Anything Japanese is fine, or Subaru Impreza GE."

Although basically everything that can be modified except for the body shell of a rally car has been modified, at least it still needs a mass-produced body shell.

The glorious era of Japanese performance cars in WRC was created by Mitsubishi, Subaru, Toyota, etc. in the 1980s and 1990s. At that time, Japanese performance cars were at their peak.

With the onset of the 98 financial crisis, Japanese performance cars began to enter a period of decline. Major automakers froze their performance car projects and withdrew from various professional events.

The last WRC championship for a Japanese car was won by Petter Solberg in a Subaru Impreza in 03.

From then on, Japanese cars no longer had any competitiveness on the WRC stage. In the end, even Mitsubishi EVO and Subaru WRX, the fateful rivals who had been "in love with each other" for more than 20 years, withdrew from the competition, and WRC completely became the world of European cars.

According to the trend of the times, the best prototype car for Xu Jia at present is the Ford Focus WRC version or the Citroen C4 WRC version, because these two cars have been the championship models in recent years and have excellent structural designs.

But the problem is that European cars are very unpopular in China. Particularly for this WRC version, parts are very difficult to find. They basically need to be flown in from Europe. In comparison, Japanese racing parts are much easier to find.

What's more important is that Subaru established the China Rally Team in 04. This is also the first rally team established by a world-class automaker in China, and its operation base is in Guangshen, Guangdong Province.

Therefore, if you choose Subaru Impreza as your rally prototype, subsequent modifications will save you a lot of trouble. Perhaps in terms of structural design, the Impreza has lagged behind the European championship models, but Xu Jia is not running in the WRC now, so it should be enough to compete in domestic events.

"Not bad, very thoughtful."

The old drunkard naturally understands the reason behind Xu Jia's choice of Subaru Impreza. Considering Xu Jia's age, he has even considered subsequent maintenance and modifications, which is really not easy.

"If there is nothing else, Uncle Xu, I will go back first."

Xu Jia said something, but the old drunkard didn't look back and waved his hand to indicate that he could leave.

Just when Xu Jia was about to close the door and leave, he hesitated and said: "Uncle Xu, why don't you stop drinking and you can go back too."

There was no response, and the old drunkard still sat at the counter, as if he hadn't heard.