Looking at Zhang Yifei's mournful face, Xie Tiancheng couldn't help but feel funny. He had only seen riders who were admired on the bay shore, proud and even forgot about it.

But I have never seen someone who is praised and the more uncomfortable he feels, the more he is, the more he feels. Zhang Yifei is also a strange person.

"Get out of the car, it seems that you don't want to be an outsider today."

Hearing Xie Tiancheng's words, Zhang Yifei sighed.

"I also want to be low-key, but my strength doesn't allow it!"

If it were the case before, when Xie Tiancheng heard Zhang Yifei's words, he was thinking that this guy started blowing water again.

But now when Xie Tiancheng heard Zhang Yifei's remarks, he deeply agreed. With his strength, he could no longer be low-key.

As the car door opened, Zhang Yifei came up from the Honda NSS. When the drivers on the scene saw his face, the audience burst into loud cheers.

Just like Liu Xiang and Yao Ming were popular in Asia in later generations, Zhang Yifei is almost more popular than them now, especially in a country like Japan. It can be said that after the Indy 500 event, Zhang Yifei's popularity is comparable to Cheng Long's status in Japan.

Of course, this is still a bit close to the racing world, and the general public, unless he can become the next Schumacher.

"Soga! It turns out that it is Fei, the devil king of the Empire. No wonder Ichiko is so respectful."

"Listen to their conversation, Ideo-kun seemed to have run away with Fei. It took more than ten seconds to get to Dahei Pa. Is there such a big gap?"

"Are you kidding? The strongest driver in Asia, Ichifei, may not even Sato Kwan's opponent, Izumi Kwan is still too far away!"

"The next generation of kings actually appeared in the big black pa. I can actually see Lord Zhang Yifei with my own eyes!"

Many drivers here were very excited after Zhang Yifei appeared.

After all, during this period, Zhang Yifei's F1 career experience is like a legend. No one has ever thought that an Asian driver could stand on the highest podium of F1, let alone conquer the Indy 500 event.

He took a year to complete achievements that Japan had not achieved in fifty years, and even far exceeded the results of the Japanese equations in history.

This is the potential of the continental empire!

In a far corner of the Dahei Pa parking lot, there is a Toyota Crown, but it is not modified with the VIP style commonly used in the Crown, and it is still a template for the simple car. So the car parked here did not attract the attention of any underground drivers.

However, the passengers of this car always looked at Zhang Yifei's direction, and their target was also Zhang Yifei.

"President Tomota, do you want me to go down and contact Yifeijun?"

A middle-aged man in the driving seat asked a question to a man about fifty years old in the back seat who looked like a boss in his suit and ties.

"No, wait a little longer."

Zhang Yifei is actually not unfamiliar with this boss who spoke. He has even met several times. He is the manager of Toyota Team and the president of the Motorsports Department Miyata.

This time, he and his team leader Hirakawa came to Dahei Pa to find an opportunity to have an in-depth conversation with Zhang Yifei.

Zhang Yifei on the other side didn't know that someone had already hit him. He was surrounded by these underground drivers, so he was really unable to escape.

"Old Yifei, sign your name, you are my eternal idol!"

"I will chase you in your direction all my life, Lord Yifei!"

"Run a little longer and let us feel the speed of death."

"Onie Jiang (brother), this is my contact information. If you have any needs and help in the stuff, you can contact me."

"Ah! Yifeijun, please date me, i love you!"

The street drivers at the beginning were normal, just the ordinary feeling of seeing idols. Later, as the girls of the rampage clan leaned over, looking at these non-mainstream seniors in China, the Japanese visual department girls shouted colorfully, and Zhang Yifei felt that he had goosebumps almost aroused.

I almost forgot that this is the origin of Shamatt, it is simply a Renaissance and retro era. I feel that they are all from the Burial Ai family.

After all, Zhang Yifei is also an aesthetic that he will be twenty years later. He is really not interested in these little girls from the rampage clan.

The problem was Zhang Yifei's limit, that is, he could barely understand some simple Japanese words. He couldn't say anything. After laughing awkwardly, he put his head close to Xie Tiancheng next to him.

"I'm taking off the game now, how should I remove it?"

Hearing Zhang Yifei's request for help, Xie Tiancheng smiled, and then shouted in Japanese to the underground driver surrounded by Tuantuan.

"Sorry, Ichiki came to Japan just today. I was in a very tired state and was preparing for the Japanese Grand Prix. If you support Ichiki, I hope to go to Suzuka Circuit on the weekend, so Ichiki is going to leave first now."

After hearing Xie Tiancheng said this, these Japanese underground drivers were not as fanatical star-chasing fans, and continued to surround Zhang Yifei to leave.

On the contrary, he stepped back respectfully and said, "We are rude. Lord Yifei returns to the hotel, please have a good rest."

"Sorry, Lord Yifei, we are so rude."

"We will cheer for you at Suzuka Raceway. Please win the championship title, please."

"Come on, Lord Yifei, please defend the honor of the Asian king!"

Among them, several girls from the Rap Tribe obviously wanted to get close to Zhang Yifei, but in this atmosphere, they did not dare to do anything out of line.

When he sat back into the car, drove out of the big black pa, and looked at the Japanese underground driver who was driving far away and still waving behind him, Zhang Yifei was a little confused to tell the truth.

"It's that simple?"

"Of course, the Japanese system has clear distinction between superiority and inferiority. In their eyes, you are the most powerful driver, so they will subconsciously obey you."

"Damn, if I had known that I could get out of here, I might as well let them scatter. I'd like to have a good appreciation for the modified car in the Dahei Pa."

Zhang Yifei vaguely regretted this time that this underground modified car holy land, with his current fame and status, may not have many opportunities to go to. Moreover, there are many rare modified car models in the Dahei Pa. As a driver, his love for cars is unquestionable.

So Zhang Yifei really wants to watch it well, and now it seems that there is no chance.

"You don't say it, how do I know?"

"Shouldn't you say this? Brother, this is your territory!"

Zhang Yifei replied angrily, "I don't know much about the bay shoreline, shouldn't Xie Tiancheng do everything?"

"I don't know what you are thinking, what do you say?"

"Guess!"

"Depend on!"

Faced with Zhang Yifei's "unreasonable trouble", Xie Tiancheng couldn't help but gesture at him with his middle finger.

But at this moment, a Toyota Crown surpassed Xie Tiancheng, then double flashed and slowed down.

“What’s the situation?”

When Zhang Yifei saw this scene, he asked Xie Tiancheng unexpectedly because the other party was obviously signaling his car.

Among the modified cars, it is not just a variety of sports cars, which can be called performance cars. Many car fans like VIP-style modifications and change those cars with rich commercial vehicles, such as Toyota Crown, Lexus LS series, and Nissan Sima Y33, to wide-body and low-side performance cars.

However, this is different from the European "suit thug" style, but it originates from the Japanese underworld style.

Moreover, due to the conditions of the car itself, this type of car is more in the "potted plant group", which is not very practical when running.

Generally, a car suddenly blocked the front and made similar moves on the bay shoreline, which meant to provoke. However, this car was not a match for the Honda NSS, and it was also a double flash signal light, so it shouldn't be trying to run a game.

"I don't know, it may be a car failure. I need our help?"

Xie Tiancheng thought of a possibility, after all, it was about to drive out of the bay shoreline, and there were not many vehicles on the road.

"Then let's take a look at what the other party wants to do."

Zhang Yifei said indifferently, he was fine, what the other party wanted to do, after all, Toyota Crown is not Wuling Hongguang. Could it be that the person who can get out of a van will beat him?

As the Honda NSS drives to the side of the road, the Toyota Crown also parks on the side of the road. It seems that the other party wants to stop by himself.

Zhang Yifei and Xie Tiancheng opened the door and got out at the same time. The Toyota Crown in front of the car also got off. Under the street lights, Zhang Yifei was stunned when he saw their faces clearly. He never thought that the other party would be Toyota Miyaki Toshita followed Tohirakawa.

"Yifeijun, it's a surprise."

Tomota Mian greeted Zhang Yifei with a smile on his face. In fact, seriously, Zhang Yifei was once his driver.

After all, Toyota Motorsports Department is in charge of several teams, including Le Mans, GT, F1, and major youth training echelons, Toyota is the boss of the Motorsports Department.

"It's a surprise. What's the point of President Tomota?"

Zhang Yifei asked in confusion. He has always had a more direct personality, and the other party is not his "leader" now. Both parties have an equal status.

"Is it convenient to get in the car and talk?"

Tomoda Mian made a gesture of invitation and invited Zhang Yifei to ride in the Toyota Crown. After all, there is an outsider Xie Tianche here, and the other party is also a professional driver, and it is sponsored by Toyota's old rival Honda Team.

Zhang Yifei glanced at Xie Tiancheng, and the other party nodded slightly. People of Futian Mian wanted to talk to Zhang Yifei, and he also understood that he should avoid suspicion.

"Okay, then let's talk to President Tomota."

Zhang Yifei nodded and said yes, his relationship with Toyota is still a bit special. After all, his most difficult starting stage was Toyota helping him, otherwise he would not have been able to enter F1 so quickly.

Although the two sides had some unpleasant experiences later, the other party tore up the sponsorship contract and withdrew the technical support team. However, they cannot be "promoted to Mien and fight against Mien". Objectively speaking, Zhang Yifei is still very grateful to Toyota for his help in the new stage.
Chapter completed!