The Fake Young Master Just Want to Win Glory for the Country

Signing for McLaren?

Doesn't that mean that he can enter F1 next year?

Xu Xizhou's expression was unbelievable at first, and then turned into ecstasy and excitement.He opened his arms and hugged Zhuang Jingchun excitedly, his black eyes were full of joy, and his voice trembled in the cold wind.

"Is it the McLaren team from F1?"

"if not?"

Zhuang Jingchun looked down at him, and the next moment, his body suddenly flew into the air, and it turned out that Xu Xizhou was overjoyed, hugged him up with cheers, and kept spinning.

"Xu, Xi, Zhou."

When the boy finally put it down, Zhuang Jingchun's glasses were crooked.He twitched his forehead, straightened his glasses, looked at the ecstatic look on the boy's face, and swallowed back the reprimand he almost said.

"When will the contract be signed? Am I going back to England now?" Xu Xizhou looked at him anxiously, and his mood for vacation was gone.

Zhuang Jingchun cleared her throat, with a serious expression, "How old are you, can you calm down? The signing time is the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, so don't worry."

"Okay, I'm going to tell Blake the news!"

Xu Xizhou was not in the mood for skiing anymore, so he went to the grandstand on the top of the mountain to find Blake.Blake was sitting by the railing wrapped in a blanket, wrapped up like a brown bear, with hot cocoa in his hand, drinking with gusto.

When Xu Xizhou walked to the door, his face was full of excitement, but for some reason, the smile on his face restrained.

"Why are you standing there in a daze? Come in." Lake noticed the wandering figure at the door.

Xu Xizhou hesitated for a few seconds, then walked in slowly, with residual joy in his dark eyes.

"I have something... to tell you."

Blake put down the mug in his hand and looked up at him, "McLaren is going to sign with you?"

Xu Xizhou's expression was shocked, "How did you guess that?"

"With that expression on your face, you can't hide anything at all." Black smiled slightly, "Congratulations, you are going to become an official F1 driver."

"Blake, I..."

"Stop! This seat is what you deserve. You don't have to feel sorry for me, and you don't have to pity me. I haven't broken my limbs. I can't do it this year, and I can come again next year. One day, I will also enter F1."

Xu Xizhou looked at him and smiled softly.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you at F1."

In the evening, return to your hotel in Sochi.Xu Xizhou took a shower and was drying his hair when the doorbell rang suddenly.

He put on his nightgown and went to open the door, and was surprised to find that it was Zhuang Jingchun standing outside.

The man was still holding a black gift box in his hand.

"The day after tomorrow, wear this." Zhuang Jingchun walked in and put the gift box on the table.

Xu Xizhou opened the gift box and was pleasantly surprised to find a brand new black suit inside.

Last time Zhuang Jingchun gave him the suit, but he didn't bring it back in London. Unexpectedly, the man bought him another suit.

"I found a lawyer for you. In the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, you and the lawyer will go to see the senior executives of McLaren. No matter how favorable the offer is, don't just agree. Listen to the lawyer first, understand?" Zhuang Jingchun looked Very serious.

Xu Xizhou nodded obediently, sitting on the bed with the box in his arms, looking at Zhuang Jingchun curiously.

"You said, how much annual salary will McLaren offer me?"

"Around 200 million, not counting dividends and bonuses."

Xu Xizhou jumped off the bed in a flash, his eyes widened, and he stared straight at Zhuang Jingchun.

"200 million! Is it that high?"

"U.S. dollars." Zhuang Jingchun added casually.

200 million US dollars, that is, more than 1000 million RMB!This is twenty times his current annual salary!

Xu Xizhou clutched his chest, feeling like he was floating in the clouds, his heart was overwhelmed with joy and excitement, and he was almost out of breath.

"This...is it too high? I shouldn't be so valuable, right?"

"It's already considered low. You don't have much experience. When you first enter F1, they will only offer you this price. Like Edward, Red Bull is optimistic that he can win the F2 championship, and directly offers an annual salary of 500 million."

Xu Xizhou felt as if he didn't know the million unit anymore, but now that he heard Edward's annual salary of 500 million, he thought it was okay.

Zhuang Jingchun took a sip of water, and glanced at Xu Xizhou, "When you sign the contract the day after tomorrow, don't wear such an expression that has never seen the world."

When Xu Xizhou heard this, he was immediately unhappy.He puffed up his cheeks, and muttered slightly dissatisfied, "I haven't seen the world before."

Zhuang Jingchun smiled, put down the cup, walked up to him, and suddenly reached out and pinched his cheek.

"The annual salary of the top drivers in F1 is more than 1000 million US dollars. What are your millions? Don't forget, there are only 1 people in the world who can enter F1. How many talented drivers fall behind those who enter F[-] On the road. What's more, in every race, drivers have to take huge risks, and some people even pay their lives."

"So, Xu Xizhou, never doubt yourself. No matter how high your annual salary is, you are worth it."

When Zhuang Jingchun said these words, there seemed to be stars shining in her green eyes.Xu Xizhou looked up at him, his whole body seemed to be trapped in the emerald green starry sky,

He looked at him firmly, "I know."

"Hiss...you hurt me."

Only then did Zhuang Jingchun let go, and turned her gaze to the gift box, "Try this suit on, and I'll have someone change it if it doesn't fit."

"Don't worry, sign the contract the day after tomorrow, I will never let you down."

On the day of signing with McLaren, it was rare for the rainy London to clear up.

The attorney that Zhuang Jingchun hired for him was an Englishman dressed like James Bond, with a neat three-piece suit, a tie tied meticulously, and his hair combed back. He looked like a business elite.

At the negotiating table, Xu Xizhou almost didn't need to speak, the lawyer had already finished his demands.

The annual salary offered by McLaren was exactly as Zhuang Jingchun expected, it was 200 million.When Xu Xizhou heard that number, the corners of Xu Xizhou's mouth couldn't help but twitched, but when he thought of Zhuang Jingchun's advice, he forced the smile down again.

"From our point of view, the conditions of this contract are not really good. This season is not over yet. Mr. Xu has the potential to win the F2 championship. This contract is not very attractive to us. We need to discuss with Mr. Xu to see if there is a better choice."

Seeing his lawyer nobly and coldly rejecting the first contract, Xu Xizhou's heart was bleeding.

This is his dream F1 contract!What if it makes McLaren unhappy and the other party refuses to sign him?

Unexpectedly, being rejected by Xu Xizhou's lawyer, the other party's high-level executives did not show an angry expression, but sincerely stated that they would modify the contract to satisfy both parties, and continue to negotiate tomorrow.

At night, when he returned to the apartment, Xu Xizhou couldn't wait to find Zhuang Jingchun in the study.

"Will our airs be too high? What if McLaren signs another driver?" Xu Xizhou was a little worried.

Zhuang Jingchun had just finished a video conference. He closed the computer and adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Don't worry. Edouard has signed for Red Bull. McLaren has no better choice than you."

"But..." Xu Xizhou was about to say something when his cell phone rang suddenly, it was Shu Yue's video call.

After connecting, he realized that not only Shu Yue, grandpa, uncle, but also Ren Duo were sitting on the sofa and looking at the camera on the other side of the screen.

Xu Xizhou greeted them one by one, and excitedly told them about signing with McLaren today.

When he heard that the annual salary offered by McLaren was 200 million US dollars, Ren Huamin frowned slightly, looking disgusted.

"With such a small annual salary, what do you think of my grandson?"

"Xiao Zhou, why don't you come to the company. I'll give you an annual salary of 1000 million US dollars, and you still have dividends and shares every year. How about it? Is it better than driving a racing car?"

Ren Junyun disagreed, "Dad, you can't dote on younger generations like this."

After speaking, he turned to look at Secretary Wang behind him.

"Secretary Wang, how much does it cost to buy an F1 team? Xiaozhou signed a contract with a foreign team so casually, and there is no one familiar with him, what if he is bullied. In my opinion, it is better to buy the team directly."

Secretary Wang raised his eyebrows and checked on his mobile phone, "Mr. Ren, I just checked. The McLaren Racing Team belongs to the racing department of the McLaren Group. The market value is about 40 million pounds, converted into RMB. , that is... more than [-] billion."

Ren Junyun was silent for a few seconds.

Ren Duo folded his arms and teased him with a smile, "Dad, don't you want to buy a fleet?"

"Okay, Xiaoduo, don't make fooling around."

Shu Yue looked at the screen with a smile, her face full of concern, "Xiao Zhou, why don't you use the black card that grandpa gave you? There are no consumption records these days."

Xu Xizhou scratched his hair, a little embarrassed, "I have a salary, enough."

Ren Huamin raised his eyebrows, his face was a little distressed, "Aren't you on vacation in Sochi? It doesn't cost money to go on vacation. If I give you a black card, you can use it generously. Don't think about saving money for grandpa."

"Well, I will brush it in a few days."

After the video call ended, Xu Xizhou sat on the carpet with a smile on his face.

"Just so happy?" Zhuang Jingchun looked at him.

Xu Xizhou nodded vigorously, entering F1 was his biggest dream in his previous life.As long as he can drive F1, he doesn't care how much annual salary McLaren pays him. However, seeing how concerned his relatives are, he suddenly feels that he seems to be qualified to be willful.

"Tomorrow's negotiation ends, will there be a third round?" Xu Xizhou asked tentatively.

"No, sign the contract directly tomorrow."

"That's good."

Because of being too excited, Xu Xizhou didn't fall asleep much all night, and he was so excited that he almost remembered to dance.

The next morning, when negotiating, McLaren really offered a more attractive condition, directly increasing the annual salary to 300 million, and promised that if Xu Xizhou could win the F1 championship, this figure would rise to 500 million .

The acting lawyer read all the items in the contract in detail, and then reluctantly showed a satisfied expression, turned his face, and nodded to Xu Xizhou.

Holding the pen, Xu Xizhou excitedly signed his name on the bottom right of the contract.

In the afternoon, the official account of McLaren F1 announced the signing of Xu Xizhou on Twitter, which attracted a lot of attention in Europe. After all, this is the first time that F1 has signed a Chinese driver.

The news quickly spread across the country, and immediately became a trending topic on Weibo.

F1 is not a popular sports event in China. Although the fans in the circle are very excited, overall, not many people pay attention to this news.Until a little later, Ren Duo, a popular actress in the entertainment circle with more than 8000 million followers on Weibo, directly reposted the official Weibo of McLaren signing Xu Xizhou.

Reposted by Ren Duo, it didn't take long for Xu Xizhou's signing with F1 to hit the top three, attracting the attention of countless netizens.

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