"Brother Xiangbei, long time no see, you are the Chinese car king now."

When Feng Bingman saw Lin Xiangbei, he teased with a smile as if he had first met in Tianming Mountain.

Looking at Feng Bingman who had almost no change, Lin Xiangbei suddenly felt a little emotional in his heart.

Half a year passed almost instantly. As I entered the professional competition step by step and won the title of Chinese car king, many people and things around me changed.

Even Lin Xiangbei himself gradually lost the cynical way of the car wash worker, but had an added sharp professional driver's aura.

Only Feng Bingman is still like the first meeting.

Lin Xiangbei's mouth showed a smile at this moment, and then he replied: "Sister Man, you'd better call me Xiangbei."

Before, Lin Xiangbei replied with similar words "cold" in front of Feng Bingman's mature attitude as if he was staring at his prey.

Because of that familiar attitude, Lin Xiangbei felt very unnatural, and this overly intimate name also reveals a strange atmosphere, which is more appropriate to be normal.

However, at that time, Feng Bingman directly ignored Lin Xiangbei's suggestions and replied decisively: "Okay, Brother Xiangbei."

When Feng Bingman heard Lin Xiangbei's words again, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and it was obvious that she also remembered the scene from Tianming Mountain.

"Okay, head north."

This time, Feng Bingman did not continue to do whatever he wanted. After all, Lin Xiangbei in front of him was no longer the little boy at that time, but a driver standing at the peak of China's motorcade!

After Lin Xiangbei greeted Feng Bingman, he led her to get to know each other with other members of the convoy.

At this time, Feng Bingman's personality advantages began to show. Even except for Li Wenfeng, other members of the team met for the first time, and she could chat with everyone enthusiastically, and the old drunkard was no exception.

Just like when I saw Lin Xiangbei, there was no sense of strangeness or estrangement when I first met.

After a brief understanding, Lin Xiangbei began to talk to Feng Bingman about serious business. At present, he is very tight and has no free time to waste.

"Sister Man, I have told you about the Dragon Team on the phone, but I haven't decided on the solution for your three million shares yet. I don't know what you think?"

Before, Lin Xiangbei agreed to Cheng Long join the Dragon Team, but the most disgusting thing in his heart was that he had received three million team funds from Feng Bingman, but he failed to build a private team.

Hong Kong Island Lin Xiangbei told Cheng Long about the matter between the fleet shares and Feng Bingman. There were two points to the plan at that time. One was that if Feng Bingman was unwilling to join the Dragon Team, then Cheng Long would return these three million shares and could also provide certain compensation.

Second, Feng Bingman is willing to join the Dragon Team. Whether to refund the money is her own choice. If she does not withdraw her investment, she will still be considered a cooperative team building. However, there is no share of the private team's major shareholder. After all, three million is indeed a little small for a professional team that wants to enter the top.

At the same time, Lin Xiangbei also emphasized that if Feng Bingman chooses to join the Dragon Team, she must give her the position of team manager or team leader management.

In addition to Lin Xiangbei's recognition of Feng Bingman's ability, it also means fulfilling his promise when forming a convoy.

As long as Feng Bingman is in her convoy, she will definitely have a place.

"I will talk to Brother Cheng Long about this, you don't have to worry about it."

What Lin Xiangbei did not expect was that Feng Bingman waved his hand and looked like a small scene, without caring about it at all.

It turns out that big sister is still so grand...

"By the way, I haven't been idle in Donghai for this period. I originally wanted to bring technical sponsorship from our team, but now I have joined the Dragon Team. Let me leave this strategic cooperation to Brother Cheng Long to discuss."

"But I will still have a few personal endorsement contracts for the drivers. Thanks to you winning the title of Chinese car king, otherwise it would not be so smooth."

"Yangbei, you performed very well."

Originally, Lin Xiangbei thought Feng Bingman would become serious, but it took only a long time to show this kind of playful expression again, but this is like her personality.

After Feng Bingman said this, he took out several contract documents from his handbag and placed them on the table. The cover contained the name of the sponsor company.

"Wangwang Group? Is the food company cross-border advertising to the racing field?"

When Lezai saw that the company name on one of the documents was a very famous food group in China, she looked at Lin Xiangbei with some confusion and said.

Faced with Le Zai's puzzled question, Lin Xiangbei's expression on his face was also a bit strange.

He didn't think there was something strange about food companies asking drivers to advertise. You should know that even the sponsors of the F1 team, the beverage and food group also had many advertisements, such as the famous Qixi and Snickers, which have become sponsors of the F1 team.

Not to mention Red Bull, no longer satisfied with being a brand sponsor, so he simply set up two fleets of his own!

And this is quite normal, such as record companies, 2D girls, and even Durex, a condom company, have joined in the fun.

The reason why Lin Xiangbei's expression really made him look subtle was that he had seen some "spiritual young men" dressed in later generations, with the big red clothes paired with Wang Zai's cartoon image.

The racing suit of the Dragon Team happens to be the base color of Chinese red. If you match it with the cartoon logo image of Wangzai, wouldn’t it be equivalent to a “spiritual guy” social suit ten years in advance?

As a professional driver, will he become a social suit template on Douyin and Kuaishou in the future?

If Lin Xiangbei saw Wangwang's sponsorship, the expression on his face was just strange, after all, only he knew what happened ten years later.

But when Li Wenfeng saw the company name on another document, he said in a tone of seeing a ghost: "Sister Man, are you not kidding? Can Stanley compound fertilizer be a sponsor?"

It’s a bit strange for food and beverage sponsorship teams to be included in China. After all, domestic racing has not yet become popular, so only some car fans and enthusiasts pay more attention to it.

Therefore, domestic event sponsors are sponsors of traditional automobile event such as oil, tires, tobacco or banks. Unlike foreign countries, there has been an advertising effect. Various industries can sponsor teams.

But fertilizer companies, let alone domestic ones, shouldn’t be able to match racing cars all over the world. The problem is Stanley, a domestic "famous brand".

Is it possible that I have replaced Shandong Taiwan now and have the potential to become a national spokesperson?

Faced with the strange gazes of all the team members, Feng Bingman shrugged and replied calmly: "What can you do to be a sponsor? There is nothing wrong with the rustic point, right?"

"Besides, Xiangbei was just a new driver before, and it was a private team. How could a big-name company be willing to sponsor it? These companies already have the highest bid among the cooperation intentions."

"Especially, this Stanley compound fertilizer has a price of 2 million yuan and a brand logo on the racing suit for a year. Not to mention a new driver, even Han Han can't get such a high advertising fee."

Feng Bingman came from an investment bank, so he naturally had pure business thinking. In her opinion, as long as there is no violation of regulations for advertising sponsors, there is no distinction between high and low, and there is only a question of how much money they spend.

The sponsorship fee of two million yuan per year can be regarded as the top level of domestic drivers. If Feng Bingman had not had a few friends in the advertising industry, a new driver like Lin Xiangbei would not have any advertising sponsorship at all.

In fact, the team members all understand the truth, but they always feel something is wrong, so they can only look at Lin Xiangbei. After all, this is his personal advertising endorsement, and it is up to them to accept it or not.

"Sister Man, today is different from the past. I am no longer the new driver I was the first to win the title of Chinese car king. In the future, I will strive for the world's top events. This level of endorsement is not suitable."

Lin Xiangbei replied with a grand attitude towards Feng Bingman, "I will develop towards F1 drivers in the future. Formula racing, the world's highest automobile industry design event, cannot be so low!"

"Then do you mean to refuse?"

Feng Bingman asked back.

At this time, Lin Xiangbei pondered for a few seconds, then tapped his finger on the contract.
Chapter completed!