After mentioning the car, Zhang Yifei called Chen Dong and asked him to meet him to make a specific appointment for the venue competition time.

After contacting, the place where the two sides met was placed in a cafe on the Bund of Donghai. It is worthy of being from Donghai, and the meeting was full of a petty bourgeois mood.

Of course, Zhang Yifei is also happy with this location. After all, the scenery on the Bund is good. Although he is not here to travel, it is not in vain to be able to take a look at the Bund of this era.

In this era, the Bund is brightly lit at night. Even if it is almost ten o'clock in the evening, there are still pedestrians. Many tourists are taking photos of the night view of the Bund and the Republic of China buildings full of historical sense.

Zhang Yifei also walked and looked around. When he had the ability and time to go to the Bund in his previous life, he had become a professional driver stage, so he naturally had no leisure to visit everywhere like tourists. The only time he saw the Bund was just by car, and there was no such walking scene.

When Zhang Yifei arrived at the designated cafe, Chen Dong had been waiting for a long time. Although he was not happy inside and had unpleasant experiences between the two sides, this time Chen Dong still had the friendship of the landlord and did his face.

"If you come from afar, I won't take any advantage of you. Have a good rest tomorrow and we will run a race at the East China Sea Volkswagen Track the day after tomorrow. What do you think?"

As soon as they took the seat, Chen Dong got straight to the topic, and there was nothing to say about the two of them, so it would be better to be simple and straightforward.

"It's better to let you take advantage of it, just tomorrow."

"What do you mean!"

Chen Dong felt a little angry in anger. He had already suppressed his temper, but he didn't expect that this kid would still be so disrespectful!

"Just kidding, don't be so serious. To be honest, I'm short of time, so it's better to run away tomorrow."

Zhang Yifei just made fun of Chen Dong, and he didn't intend to really anger. After all, this was on someone else's territory, and running a field race was also considered an event that Zhang Yifei was looking forward to.

"If you really ask for tomorrow, it's okay, just don't make excuses if you lose."

"Excuses? I'm afraid you can't afford to lose."

"Hmph, then it depends on who will cry tomorrow!"

After Chen Dong finished speaking, he planned to stand up and leave. He really couldn't stand Zhang Yifei. If he continued to chat, he might run away on the spot.

"Slow down." Zhang Yifei suddenly shouted.

"What else do you want to do?"

"It's time to give it to 100,000 yuan."

Zhang Yifei reminded him that he had agreed with Chen Dong that it would be 100,000 yuan if it was nothing unexpected. Zhang Yifei would soon go to Japan. At present, Zhang Yifei didn’t know whether it was a contract model or a training model. There was a big difference between the former and the latter in terms of price.

As the name suggests, the contract model is to sign a contract with Toyota team. This is considered to be its young drivers. The training costs and racing usage fees are borne by Toyota.

However, if you entrust training, these expenses will be paid at your own expense. It is no exaggeration to say that this fee may be calculated at a level of one million, or even more. A hundred thousand yuan may not be of much use, but having it is better than having no money.

Hearing Zhang Yifei's words, Chen Dong left a trace of disdain on his face. He took out a cash check from his wallet and handed it over and said, "I'm ready for the money and can be withdrawn at any time."

Zhang Yifei took the check without hesitation, took it in his hand and looked it up, but found no problem. Chen Dong was not Qin Hong, and Zhang Yifei did not trust his character. One hundred thousand yuan is not a small amount. Naturally, he would not even look at it in order to pretend to be carefree.

Zhang Yifei's petty behavior deepened Chen Dong's contempt. He was even more convinced that Zhang Yifei was a local bun and had never been on the track. It can be said that he is sure to win tomorrow's field race, and he can also wash away the shame of his failure!

In the evening, Zhang Yifei found a hotel to rest. When the bank opened at 8 o'clock the next morning, he exchanged the 100,000 yuan check and deposited it into his bank card.

After collecting the money, Zhang Yifei drove his Mitsubishi evo to the Donghai Volkswagen Racing. This is not a track open to the public. It is generally only used for the new car test of Donghai Volkswagen and the on-site training of the Donghai Volkswagen 222 team.

However, it is a world-renowned automobile company, and there is still no shortage of money to build a track, so the specifications of this track are very good, and there is no problem with it for running track races.

Because Chen Dong said hello in advance, Zhang Yifei entered the venue smoothly. There were already several Volkswagen polos practicing on the track. The violent roar of the engine resounded throughout the sky. Before he could get close to the track, he could feel the howling sound brought by the speed of the car.

Of course, this is definitely not an ordinary Volkswagen polo, the prototype is a polo gti. But to be precise, these cars are all track versions. Apart from a car shell, there is nothing in it like the mass-produced polo gti, and the price is huge.

Even Zhang Yifei's modified Mitsubishi evo has no advantage in the face of these real track beasts.

Next to it is a huge garage with the Donghai Volkswagen 222 team racing cars and spare cars. Of course, the maintenance team is also set up here, and you can see some staff and team members inside, with a busy scene.

This is a professional team. Zhang Yifei sighed in his heart. It is completely different from the feeling brought by underground events. You can feel an orderly order. Not to mention anything else, even various uniformly equipped clothes can make you feel a professional.

Zhang Yifei drove the Mitsubishi evo to the parking area, and Chen Dong was already waiting there.

What Chen Dong drove today was not the Volkswagen team's race-level vehicle, but the "God of the Japanese War" gtr before him. Because this is an internal track, not an operational track that is open to the public, the race-level vehicles here are basically all hosted and do not rent them out to the outside world.

Looking at this gtr, Zhang Yifei felt a little regretful in his heart. As the saying goes, BMW is paired with a hero, and this god of war is paired with a shit. You should know the lap record of the New North track in later generations. It was created by Suzuki Rio driving the gtr. Chen Dong naturally didn't know how far it was, it was a waste of the car.

“I’ve arrived, when will it start?”

"What are you anxious about? When they finish training, they will free up the track."

Chen Dong replied impatiently. Compared to Zhang Yifei's relaxed and casualness, Chen Dong is now under much psychological pressure because the cost of losing today is too high and he may miss the professional driver directly.

Hearing this, Zhang Yifei did not urge him. He also understood that this was not a business track that could be rented directly for use. As an internal track of the team, the Volkswagen team naturally has priority use.

Just taking advantage of this time, Zhang Yifei looked at the panoramic view of the track next to him. Although he could practice a few laps later and become familiar with the track and hot tires. But it would be better to be familiar with the track in advance now. After all, compared to Chen Dong, his familiarity with the track is far behind him, and Zhang Yifei would not leave any possibility of capsizing in the gutter.

Just as Zhang Yifei and the others were preparing, someone in the Donghai Volkswagen driver's rest room looked at the two of them through the window on the second floor.

"He Lang, is this the high school student you mentioned, Lu Ningping's apprentice?"

"Um."

"There are not many people who can make you so optimistic about it, but he is really worth your special arrival from Yanjing?"

The man next to him asked in surprise that he was Xu Hao, the manager of Donghai Volkswagen 222 team, and the managers of ordinary teams are basically drivers, so he and He Lang are old acquaintances.

According to his impression, He Lang rarely took this initiative, and he couldn't see anything special about Zhang Yifei.
Chapter completed!