Riding a Kawasaki H2 to chase the high-speed rail, the school beauty was moved to tears

"Who are those people?"

Qin Chuan didn't quite understand, so Jiang Yue leaned into Qin Chuan's ear and said three words.

After hearing these three words, Qin Chuan pondered for a moment, and then his eyes lit up. Isn't this just right?

Leaning on the back of his seat, Qin Chuan finally understood. No wonder this team couldn't recruit people. It turned out that they had offended those people.

This was fine, it had no impact on him at all, and he didn’t need to use his connections, so he got something for nothing.

"Just sign him and contact this team. I don't care about the salary. If it doesn't work out, I can also pay for training myself."

Without hesitation, Qin Chuan confirmed directly. If he remembered correctly, there was still a mechanic's position in his team column.

The father of the owner of this team was once the former chief mechanic of the Bentian factory team in MotoGP. As for the people he offended, it’s not that he offended him. It was just that the chief mechanic had some trouble with the people of the Bentian factory team when he resigned. , so I hate Sakura people.

It is precisely because of this that many riders are unwilling to come to his team, even if the other rider was once the chief mechanic of MotoGP.

Qin Chuan also hated that country where he lived a good life, but in the field of racing, it was difficult to bypass them if he wanted to become famous.

After all, the four major R-series manufacturers, Benda, Yamaha, Kawasaki, and Suzuki, find it uneconomical for these riders to offend four brands for a small team.

Unless you take root in this small convoy in the future, you will definitely not be able to avoid them if you want to move up.

But it was just right for Qin Chuan. Those Western drivers didn't dare to offend him. He didn't care. He just practiced driving at ordinary times. In real competitions, Qin Chuan had principles. Even if he signed with a team in the future, he would never sign with the four of them. , making money for Sakura people? Sorry, it won’t be possible in the next life either.

But Qin Chuan could win over the chief mechanic.

The car was parked on the side of the road, and Jiang Yue contacted the other party by email.

Qin Chuan values ​​​​the other party, and the other party obviously also values ​​​​Qin Chuan. People on both sides have no good impressions of those people. With Qin Chuan's talent, it is worth their investment.

Almost instantly, the other party confirmed it, agreed on a date, and arranged for Qin Chuan to go test drive.

After reading the contract, Qin Chuan had to say that this team is really poor. Even if there are few sponsors, the salary is also so low. Fortunately, he has money. Originally, Qin Chuan did not intend to pay for it himself, but he had to win over the boss. His father, how can he do it if he doesn’t pay for it?

The former chief mechanic of the motogp factory team sounds unusual.

"Sister, just drop me at the gate of the community. You can go back first. I'll ask you to pick me up tomorrow morning."

After finishing the food stored at home, Qin Chuan planned to go to the fresh food supermarket at the door to buy some, otherwise he would most likely have to go out for breakfast tomorrow morning.

For breakfast, Qin Chuan still likes to eat his own breakfast, which is healthy!

"Okay, no trouble. It's my sister's honor to come pick up my brother."

Before leaving, Jiang Yue smiled softly and made a little joke. Qin Chuan's resistance was now quite good. Without blushing and out of breath, he walked towards the fresh food supermarket on the roadside.

The next morning, Jiang Yue drove Qin Chuan to the center of Magic City.

The Shanghai Auto Show is held twice a year, and the first half of the year will be held next week. Not only will there be four-wheelers, there will also be two-wheelers.

Ducati, KTM, Aprilia, including the four major manufacturers will come.

When Qin Chuan and Jiang Yue arrived, Xu Hong and the others also arrived, along with Niu Fei and several riders from Tiancheng's other events. Seeing Qin Chuan, those riders were a little shy.

Qin Chuan is now a well-known figure in the Chinese racing circle. He is known as a genius driver who fell from the sky. It's no wonder that they are not nervous to be in the same team as this great master.

"Brother Qin, why don't you wear a mask?"

The two groups met and Niu Fei came over.

"Face mask?"

Qin Chuan frowned and looked at Niu Fei, why was he wearing a mask?

"It would be fine if it was an ordinary car show, but today is a motorcycle showroom. With your current popularity, if you are recognized by fans, you probably won't be able to come out this morning."

Niu Fei explained to Qin Chuan that there were probably very few people in Siluan who knew Qin Chuan. Those who went to the motorcycle show were all avid motorcycle fans, and most of them knew Qin Chuan.

At present, the number of fans on Qinchuan's social platform has increased to five million, not many but definitely a lot.

He went to the roadside and bought a pack of masks. After putting them on, Qin Chuan followed everyone into the exhibition hall.

"Brother Fei, is there anything good in the exhibition hall today?"

"It's not a good thing, but there will be a factory car on site today!"

Niu Fei whispered in Qin Chuan's ear.