The four people who returned to North River quickly switched to work mode.
For Jing Zeyou, work mode was his usual style. As for Jing Zeqian, he had some contract termination matters to resolve after Jiang Miaomiao was arrested. Jing Zejun, true to his word, started filming for a drama the day after finishing the variety show. As for Jing Yi, with the championship race approaching, she planned to intensify her training at Shanchi Racing Track.
Jing Zeqian gave his 'wild horse' race car and team to Jing Yi. It wasn't that he couldn't afford a new one, but there wasn't enough time, and a hastily modified race car naturally couldn't compare to Jing Zeqian's.
However, the biggest problem now was how she should tell Lin Ruiqing and her husband about this.
Jing Yi was having lunch with Lin Ruiqing and Jing Beicheng at a restaurant, looking deep in thought.
[How should I tell Mom and Dad about the car race? Will they be very worried? I should have asked about their attitude before signing up!]
Lin Ruiqing and Jing Beicheng exchanged glances, both noticing the amusement in each other's eyes.
Lin Ruiqing deliberately asked, "Yi Yi, you don't seem to have much appetite. Did something happen?" If she didn't speak up now, Jing Yi might end up eating only those few grains of rice for lunch.
Jing Yi bit her lower lip, various thoughts flashing through her mind. Finally, she put down her chopsticks and said solemnly, "Mom, Dad, I have something to tell you."
Jing Beicheng also looked at Jing Yi, waiting for what she was about to say.
Jing Yi looked a bit nervous. "I signed up for a car race." She lowered her head, waiting for their response, but didn't hear anything from them for a long time.
Jing Yi raised her head to see Lin Ruiqing smiling and Jing Beicheng with a gentle expression.
Lin Ruiqing said amusedly, "You signed up, so what? It's not a bad thing. Why are you so nervous?"
Jing Yi widened her eyes, her voice tinged with surprise, "Don't you think this is a dangerous thing?"
Lin Ruiqing said gently, "Didn't Mom tell you before? Worrying and supporting are not mutually exclusive."
Jing Beicheng added, "It's a good thing that you have something you like. Although it's quite dangerous, your mom and I believe that you will take good care of yourself."
This was the first time Jing Beicheng had said such things to Jing Yi as a father.
Jing Yi's eyes reddened slightly. She got up and sat next to Lin Ruiqing, holding her arm and leaning gently on her shoulder, saying softly, "Mom, thank you."
Jing Beicheng cleared his throat lightly.
Jing Yi realized she hadn't included her dad, so she looked over with a sweet smile, "Thank you, Dad!"
Jing Beicheng was satisfied now. "Since you're going to race, I'll transfer some money to your account later."
Typical of his generous nature, but Jing Yi felt a bit uncomfortable accepting it. The racing team was already prepared, and even the car was Jing Zeqian's.
Before she could voice her refusal, Jing Beicheng had already settled the matter, "You'll need money sooner or later. If you don't use it for the race, just consider it pocket money."
Whose pocket money has so many zeros?
In the end, Jing Yi failed to refuse and went to the racing track with a net worth that had gained several more zeros.
"Miss Jing"
This was the coach of Jing Zeqian's racing team, specially recruited by Jing Zeqian to be Jing Yi's race team coach. He was a foreign man in his forties, with slightly brown curly hair and a full beard, who spoke excellent Chinese.
"Coach, just call me Jing Yi."
The coach didn't mind about the form of address. If it weren't for the hefty sum Jing Zeqian was paying, he wouldn't have been interested in this sweet-looking young girl.
"Alright, Jing Yi, first take a lap so I can record it." Let's see her skill level first, he thought. If it's really not up to par, he would have to refuse.
Jing Yi didn't notice the coach's attitude and went straight to change into her racing suit.
The coach sat in the passenger seat as Jing Yi gripped the steering wheel, her eyes beginning to change.
Seeing the change in Jing Yi's demeanor, the coach raised an eyebrow, seeming a bit surprised.
But his surprise was just beginning.
The race car shot off like an arrow released from a bow, powerful horsepower surging forth, the roar of the engine echoing in the air.
The car set off, speeding through the curves, the body almost hugging the ground as if trying to merge with it.
The coach's initially nonchalant expression suddenly changed, watching in disbelief as Jing Yi constantly adjusted her direction until she completed a lap of the track.
Jing Yi lifted her helmet visor and smiled at the coach, "How was that, coach? Where should I start improving?"
The coach opened and closed his mouth, muttering, "OMG, does Mr. Jing even know what he's wasting?"
Jing Yi was a bit confused, "What did you say?"
The coach came to his senses, his expression excited, "Jing! Mr. Jing said you haven't had any systematic training before?" His form of address had become more familiar.
Jing Yi nodded, "Yes, but I have friends who are racers, and they've taught me."
Just being taught could result in driving like this?! He never thought he'd encounter a driver like Jing Yi in his professional career.
Jing Yi didn't understand why the foreign coach suddenly became so excited. She waved her hand in front of his eyes, "Hello, are you okay?"
The coach's expression could only be described as beaming, "I couldn't have been better!"
"Jing, let's take another lap! There are a few operational details that need some improvement..." And so, Jing Yi stayed at the racing track until the sun was almost setting.
After running lap after lap on the racing track, Jing Yi took off her helmet and stretched her tired body, "Coach, let's call it a day." If she stayed any longer, she might not even be able to drive home.
This was Jing Yi's first systematic training, and the current intensity was a bit too much for her.
The coach seemed somewhat reluctant to end, but he understood the principle of moderation, "You should still increase some physical training when you get back."
Jing Yi's most obvious weakness was probably her strength. Car racing isn't just about pursuing speed; compared to other factors, endurance is also crucial.
"Okay, coach."
Jing Yi stayed at the racing track to stretch her body for a while before hugging her helmet and changing out of her racing suit, then drove home.
Meanwhile, Shen Huaichu, who had just finished work, was walking out of the company's main entrance when his bodyguard ran over anxiously, "Mr. Shen, someone has tampered with the car."
After Shen Huaichu finished work, the bodyguard was about to bring the car around in advance, but as soon as he started the engine, he noticed something was wrong.
The car had been tampered with!
Shen Huaichu's face suddenly darkened. Tampering with the car again, trying to use the same method they used on his parents to deal with him?
These people really lack originality.
