Faced with Zhang Yifei's aggressive aura, Emil was shocked for a moment.

But he quickly realized, and said to Zhang Yifei without being outdone, "That's right, I just don't accept you!"

"Very good, I thought you would be like a girl and dare not admit it."

"Since you don't agree, I'll convince you!"

Zhang Yifei still stared at Emil with a strong momentum. Formal drivers should have the identity and status of formal drivers. Today, Emil can provoke him at any time. So, can he follow the example tomorrow if he changes a test driver?

The identity of Chinese drivers, coupled with the lack of sufficient results, has always been a hint of vague contempt in the team.

Zhang Yifei is not interested in explaining it to everyone, and he is even more lazy to brag about how strong he is. The best way is to use his individual to establish his authority.

Emil is so dissatisfied, so he can convince him with his strength, and at the same time let others see that I, Zhang Yifei, can "jump" into an F driver, not relying on sponsorship and luck, but on real skills!

"Fei, what do you want to do?"

Prost asked seriously, it seemed that he was too indulgent. Not only did the technician team relax, but did the new drivers start to make trouble?

"Boss, didn't you decide to compete with the No. 1 driver before? Since you have this competitive plan, how about just playing big and taking out the position of the official driver to compete?"

"Are you planning to compete with Emile for the official driver position? Don't forget that you are already a formal driver of Prost."

Prost reminded Zhang Yifei that if you compete in this way, it would be equivalent to Zhang Yifei's use of his official driver's seat as a bet, and it is not a wise choice.

"Of course I haven't forgotten."

After saying that, Zhang Yifei looked at Emil and asked, "How is it, do you want to get the position of the official driver?"

"Hmph, as long as you dare to compete, what's wrong with me?"

Emil did not hesitate at all. He had no chance of a formal driver anyway. Since Zhang Yifei was willing to take the initiative to compete, he naturally couldn't get it.

"Of course I dare, it depends on whether you dare."

"What's the meaning?"

Emil heard something in Zhang Yifei's words, so he asked back.

"If I take out the formal driver seat to compete, you will naturally have to make a decent bet. This way, I will suffer a little loss. If I lose, you can become the official driver of the Prost team. But if you lose, I have only one requirement, that is, to disappear from me."

Zhang Yifei’s request is very simple, that is, if Emil loses, he gets out of the Prost team. He is annoying when he looks at such Yin-Yang people!

"Yifeijun, don't be impulsive!"

Yamamoto Ukyo couldn't help but persuade him, seriously, this kind of competition method is not aligned with both sides. The preciousness of the seats of the formal driver is more important than the test driver's contract!

Zhang Yifei naturally knew what Yamamoto Ukyo was worried about, but he didn't care about these details.

"Don't worry, I'll be sure of him!"

Zhang Yifei said domineeringly, not taking Emil seriously at all.

The reason is also very simple. Becoming an F driver by yourself is going to the track to compete with the world's strongest number 20 people for the only championship title.

If even the test drivers of a small team cannot win, there is no need to enter the f-bay to compete for the driver's championship, so as not to be embarrassed to go in!

"No problem, I'll take this bet. If I lose, leave Prost team, and you lose, give up the official driver's seat and be honest as my substitute!"

"Then you don't even have the chance to be substituted."

Zhang Yifei replied disdainfully.

After saying that, Zhang Yifei directly looked at Alaixi next to him.

Seeing Zhang Yifei's actions, everyone in the team began to get nervous. Could this Chinese boy be trying to cause trouble for Alaisi?

You should know that Alessi is not a soft persimmon. The same new driver, Hydefield, just disobeyed Alessi, which led to the two of them head-on.

As a result, everyone knows that fighting directly in the repair station can be said to be a mess.

The team members have experienced it once, but they don’t want to experience it again. But judging from the current situation, this Chinese newcomer is not only not a soft persimmon, but on the contrary, it is still a thorn. Could it be that the previous history will be repeated again?

"Alaisi, how about a bet between the two of us?"

"Oh, what do you want to bet on me?"

Alaisi had a playful smile on his face at this moment, but a kind of disdain appeared faintly in his tone.

Just like Emile was dissatisfied before, Alessi also felt a sense of contempt for Zhang Yifei, believing that he was not worthy of competing with him for the No. 1 driver quota.

But Alessi is an "old fried dough stick" in the car world after all, not as young as Emile, and many things are not shown too early.

"We two have a competition with the No. 1 driver, so how about adding a bet now and getting a wingman identity?"

In fact, Zhang Yifei did not like the arrangement of wingman from the bottom of his heart. Whether he was himself a wingman or let his opponent be an wingman or cannon fodder, it was not within Zhang Yifei's consideration.

He prefers to use his strength to defeat all opponents on the track and enjoy the pleasure of victory brought by speed and passion.

At the same time, Zhang Yifei also understood that in the F team, teammates are often the biggest opponents. However, the prerequisite for becoming an opponent is at least the identity of a teammate.

If a F team cannot even maintain basic unity, it will definitely be uncompetitive. Just like this year's Prost team, after the atmosphere is gone, everyone has no desire to win, and they will slowly let it go.

Zhang Yifei's dream has always been standing on the highest podium, and f is a team game, which requires everyone in the team to unite and be united to achieve sufficient championship competitiveness.

If you cannot achieve the same unity as a true teammate, you must at least achieve absolute obedience from superiors and subordinates. Teammates will not stumbling on the track.

Alessi is not a fuel-efficient light, Zhang Yifei is very clear about this. Even if he wins and becomes No. 1 driver in the end, there may be a lot of trouble in the future.

In order to eliminate these problems, Zhang Yifei simply struck while the iron is hot today and used his wingman status as a bet in exchange for absolute obedience from the other party and avoid various differences and disputes in the F field in the future.

Coincidentally, Alessi is also a strong person, and he also needs his teammates to obey the track. He is especially good at a newcomer like Zhang Yifei. If he points fingers in front of him, it will definitely be unacceptable.

"Okay, then we both bet on the wingman's identity."

Alaixi said with a relaxed look on his face. He still didn't regard Zhang Yifei as his opponent, and also added.

"But bet on wingman with me, you'd better win Emil."

"You don't have to worry about this."

Zhang Yifei also replied with a smile, and he was waiting for Alaixi's words!

"Since it's all decided, the winter training period is over, and we will run the three of us on this track!"

After reaching the bet, Zhang Yifei turned around and went into the maintenance station lounge, preparing to take a shower and change his regular clothes.

At the same time, the team members also began to be busy with their own things, such as post-race maintenance and sorting out prototype vehicle test data.

But at this time, Prost and Cosell were still standing there without moving.

"Fei is really a frivolous young man. With such a big bet, hasn't he considered the consequences of losing? If he loses and becomes a test driver, he will not be eligible for next year's F season."

"He won't lose."

Cosel replied lightly, just like Zhang Yifei's attitude of saying that he should eat Emile, full of firm confidence.

"Actually, I'm really curious, why are you so optimistic about Chinese boys?"

"Because he hasn't disappointed me."

After saying this, Cosell also turned around and walked into the maintenance station. He needed to copy some key videos of today's track training and slowly analyze the shortcomings.

For example, although Zhang Yifei's entry time dropped to 3.3 seconds, there is still some gap between the top entry speed.

If we calculate based on the number of times we usually enter the station two to three times in this era, each time we fall by 0.2-0.3 seconds, it will be nearly one second.

In addition to the slack factor of the technician team, Zhang Yifei himself also needs to find a way to see if there is any improvement. For example, just take the parking block and try to save the time of starting out of the station.

Kossel's goal is to compress the time for Zhang Yifei to enter the station and change tires to 3 seconds, or even enter the range of 2 seconds. Only this speed can prevent him from taking the lead time and improve the competitiveness of the drivers.

In addition to the entry factor, more important is naturally to analyze the running defects on the track. Not to mention the F-even event in 2019, Zhang Yifei must win the team competition in a month later.

Any success requires sufficient preparation. As a competition engineer, Cosell naturally needs to help Zhang Yifei make all preparations.

After the training, Zhang Yifei and his party took a car back to the fleet headquarters. Ah Hu looked at Zhang Yifei from time to time, with an expression of wanting to speak but stopping on his face.

"Ahu, just say something. Don't always look at me with such a sad look. You're so cautious!"

Zhang Yifei finally couldn't help but speak out. This kid Ah Hu has been silly recently.

"Brother Fei, did you stand up for us and choose to compete with Emil and Alessi?"

"No, I will find an opportunity to run with them if there is this accident today. Only strength can really make people shut up!"

When Ah Hu was relieved when he heard Zhang Yifei denying it, he was worried that he would drag Zhang Yifei down again.

Looking at Ah Hu's appearance, Zhang Yifei said, "Ah Hu, your kid's performance has disappointed me a little recently."

"What's wrong?"

"Coward!"

"It's so fucking. Just the scene of being blamed just now, you kid don't even make a fuck?"

Zhang Yifei said angrily, this is not Ah Hu's previous personality.

"I'm afraid that I will be fired if I cause trouble, and I'm afraid that it will affect you. After all, Brother Zhi and I have to rely on sponsorship to join the maintenance team."

Ahu replied with a grievance. He was trembling in his work, fearing that his mistakes would affect Zhang Yifei and Zhi Ge.

It is under this pressure that he becomes a little timid or cowardly!

"I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of? Remember, no matter what others think, we must have the belief that I am the best in the world."
Chapter completed!