After Qin Yifeng tried the car and returned to the 4S shop, Lao Song was already waiting at the door.
Qin Yifeng quickly parked the car at the door, rolled down the window and said to Lao Song: "Master Wu, I am very satisfied with the car."
"As long as you are satisfied, by the way, if you have something to do, you can leave first!" Lao Song saw Qin Yifeng sitting in the car constantly looking at the electronic clock in the car, knowing that Qin Yifeng might be in a hurry.
In fact, Qin Yifeng was not in a hurry, but now he finally realized that Wu Shishan had been running the store by herself after chatting in front of the computer for several days. She felt a little guilty and wanted to go back early to help.
"What about you, Fifth Master? You just said you resigned, can you leave now?" Qin Yifeng also wanted to show his respect for his master and send Old Song off, but Old Song shook his head and said: "It's nonsense to be a master for twenty years."
, it doesn’t take more than one day, you can leave first, I will go back by myself after get off work."
"Okay then!" Qin Yifeng said and started the car. Just when he was about to leave, he suddenly thought of Lao Song's future, so he said to Lao Song: "Master Five, what do you plan to do after resigning?"
"I plan to use the money I saved to buy a sports car to play again, but your teacher's wife may be a little sad!" Thinking of the woman who was willing to marry him even though he was disabled, Lao Song felt a little difficult.
Will she be willing to buy a car?
"Actually, I think Master, you might as well form a team and be your own coach. With your reputation, I believe the team will achieve results soon." Qin Yifeng expressed his suggestion.
Lao Song thought for a while and then said: "Actually, I have thought about it, but unfortunately it takes a lot of money to form a team." When Qin Yifeng heard that it was a matter of money, Qin Yifeng couldn't help, although he still had 8,900 yuan.
Wan's account has not been collected, but now the three-day deadline has passed, but the middle-aged man has not sent him any money yet, so it seems that he has to go to his company to urge him.
"How much money does it cost to set up a team?" Qin Yifeng asked the most critical question. When Qin Yifeng asked this question, Lao Song's face became even more ugly: "It would be better if there was corporate support, but if
If we do it ourselves, the smallest fleet will cost seven to eight million."
Although Qin Yifeng feels that seven or eight million is not much, if it is used to build a team, Qin Yifeng feels that it is too much. In his heart, a team is a team composed of a few cars, a few drivers, and a coach.
If you buy one million units, it only costs more than 3 million, so why do you need as much money as 7 to 8 million?
"So many?" Qin Yifeng asked, expressing his confusion. Confused, he immediately turned off the car's engine and started studying with Lao Song.
"Actually, not much. Think about it, the team's cars and practice venues need to be maintained, and racing is a life-threatening sport. In addition to receiving a minimum salary, drivers also need to buy a large accident insurance and build a
For a regular fleet, seven to eight million is not too high.
"Is that so?" Qin Yifeng thought about it and felt a little headache. In fact, he asked Lao Song to build a racing team on the one hand out of respect for his teacher, and on the other hand because he wanted to have a place to play racing in the future, but who would have thought of building such a team?
How much money does it cost?
"That's it, unless a company is willing to support me in building a team!" Lao Song sighed helplessly. He knew that no matter how famous he was in Black Storm, he had not appeared in the racing world for twenty years.
, and I was just a street car driver back then, so would any company be willing to support me in building a team?
"Master, are there any restrictions on the companies that support our team building?" Qin Yifeng was worrying about Lao Song's affairs when he suddenly thought of the favor Ma Ping owed him. Three days later, Ma Ping should also have acquired the company.
If the shares become the major shareholder, then if you support Lao Song in building the team in the name of domestic steel, wouldn’t all problems be solved? Lao Song shook his head and said: "There are no restrictions on this enterprise that supports team building, as long as it has
Legal enterprises with strong capabilities are also possible, but if they are unwilling to support, then there is nothing to say." In fact, Lao Song has known a lot of car factory owners in the past 20 years, but the relationship has not been very good, so this makes
Lao Song felt helpless.
"Is it okay for the Steel Group?" Qin Yifeng asked while sitting in the car, taking out the phone book from his body and finding Ma Ping's number. "Master, lend me your phone. I can find someone to come over and discuss with you now."
Old Song handed his antique phone to Qin Yifeng, and Qin Yifeng immediately called Ma Ping. Not long after, Old Song heard Qin Yifeng say to the phone: "Uncle Ma, Black Storm wants to build a fleet and needs people."
Support, are you interested?"
Ma Ping, who was on the other end of the phone, shouted immediately after hearing Qin Yifeng's words and said in disbelief: "Black Storm, are you talking about the Black Storm twenty years ago?"
"Yes, we are now at the 4S shop next to the 10X national highway. If you are interested, come over!" Qin Yifeng admires himself as a fifth master. He has not appeared in the racing world for twenty years, but old drivers like Ma Ping are still listening.
After hearing his name, he became emotionally unstable.
"I'll be right back!" After Ma Ping said this, he hung up the phone. Qin Yifeng smiled bitterly, returned the phone to Lao Song, and said, "Wait a minute, master, we are coming."
Not long after, Fang Chenglong's Porsche 911 appeared in front of the 4S store at a very high speed. The 911 was driving so fast that when he braked, the car still couldn't stop for a while, dragging two long lines on the ground.
brake marks.
"Where is Black Storm? Where are the others!" Before the car stopped, Ma Ping had already jumped out of the Porsche and rushed towards Qin Yifeng's red Ferrari very excitedly.
"Hello..." Old Song saw Ma Ping and was about to say hello, but suddenly he saw that Ma Ping's appearance seemed a bit familiar, so he asked uncertainly: "Ma Ping, the god of long-distance driving?"
"Are you... Black Storm?" Ma Ping immediately felt vain when he heard someone say his nickname from twenty years ago, but when he saw the magnanimity of Lao Song who spoke to him, he felt
to fear.
Lao Song nodded, and then said with no less excitement than Ma Ping: "Mr. Ma, did you know that you were my idol back then? Can you sign your autograph for me?"
Although Ma Ping could never surpass the king of corners, his endurance during long-distance races made Black Storm, who loved racing, admire him from the bottom of his heart. From then on, he regarded Ma Pingce as his idol.
"I am your idol!" Ma Ping never imagined that the king of this street car would be his fan, and he felt pleasantly surprised for a moment, "There, there, you are my idol. You have already become famous at the age of fifteen.
Now, he has become a street car god and is much better than me."
Qin Yifeng looked at the two veteran drivers who had been showing respect to each other here, and now they were more like children pestering each other for autographs when they saw celebrities and idols, as if they had forgotten that he was the introducer, so he coughed twice and said: "
Ma Bu, master, let’s talk about the team’s problem!”
"No need to talk about it. In the name of Jiahua Steel, I support Black Storm in building the team." Ma Ping said this without thinking, "After the team is built, Black Storm will be the head coach and I will be the assistant coach."
"That's not possible. I just drive a street car. You, a professional driver, should be the head coach." Originally, if Lao Song couldn't be the head coach after the team was built, he would rather not build the team, but faced with himself
He is an idol, but he can condescend to himself.
"It's better you do it, you are more famous than me..." Ma Ping also kept refusing. In his heart, he actually respected Lao Song very much. Even the King of Elbows who often beat him might not have it.
He was so convinced, but now what appeared in front of him was a street car god who had never lost before, so it was acceptable for the head coach to be replaced by someone else.
Seeing the two people fighting, Qin Yifeng felt helpless, so he said: "Can't we have two coaches?"
"Uh..." Lao Song and Ma Ping were stunned, and then shouted: "Yeah, why didn't I think of it..."
"Okay, I'm leaving first. You can discuss the details of the convoy slowly!" Qin Yifeng said and started the car again to leave. For these two people who respected each other, he was very confident that the two could live in peace. Seeing that there was no
As for his own affairs, he had better go back and help Wu Shishan look after the store.
"Wait a minute..." Lao Song and Ma Ping stopped Qin Yifeng in unison and said, "What's the name of the team?"
Qin Yifeng thought for a moment and then replied: "Call the Storm Team!"