Participating in underground racing to earn appearance fees and bonuses is just a violation of professional driver’s guidelines. However, Zhang Yifei is not a professional driver now, so there is no need to have any psychological burden, making money is normal.

Moreover, these days, they are not as strict as later generations. The entire Asian street drivers and professional drivers have changed from each other, because there is no mature youth training echelon like Europe, and most professional drivers are born on the street.

However, once you participate in racing gambling and fake racing, even if you break through the bottom line, no matter how much Zhang Yifei has no money, he will not find a way to make money from it. As a professional driver, you still need to have the most basic sports ethics and spirit.

However, Zhang Yifei's guess is just Zhang Yifei's guess, so he decided that Yanqing Jun had something to do with the underground platoon. It is conceivable that even if he asked directly, he would definitely not admit it at this time.

But no matter whether it is related or not, Zhang Yifei doesn't care. At most, he doesn't want the 200,000 yuan reward. He can earn the 500,000 yuan championship bonus himself.

"Boss Yan, to be honest, I am very interested in participating in the national underground competition, but I am a person with a relatively free and casual personality, so it may be difficult to coordinate in terms of time. I wonder if Boss Yan can accept it?"

Zhang Yifei told Yan Qingjun metaphorically that he was not the kind of person who was easy to control, so he asked the other party to think about it carefully.

As a result, Yanqing Jun, as if he had not understood Zhang Yifei's meaning, still replied with a smile: "Except for the National Underground Competition in the East China Sea, other cooperative events can be discussed, so you can rest assured."

Yanqing Army's attitude made Zhang Yifei doubt that he had previously inferred that he was judged by a villain's heart? Or that 200,000 was nothing to Yanqing Army's level, even if he lost a little, he didn't care, just to invite a powerful gunman to fight for face.

Zhang Yifei really doesn’t understand the world of rich people, but he has already said this, so Zhang Yifei could only nod and replied: “Then I would like to thank Boss Yan for his kindness and contact him at that time.”

"No problem, let's not talk about this anymore, have fun today."

Yanqing's army still had that kind of hospitality, which made Zhang Yifei even more unable to figure out the other party's background and could only take one step at a time.

...

When he returned to the hotel, Qin Hong was in the lobby. When he saw Zhang Yifei, he immediately came over and asked, "How is it, what did Yanqingjun tell you?"

"Do you want to tell you the trade secret?"

"Damn!" Qin Hong couldn't help but give out his middle finger.

"By the way, I'll ask you something, do you know the National Underground Competition in the East China Sea?"

"I know, can you say that Yanqing Army gave you the quota of Morning Star Racing Team? But that's right. In previous years, they were the winners of the Guangdong Underground Competition. This year, you won the newcomer king. Naturally, they will launch the strongest driver to the East China Sea."

"Then is there anything else in this national underground competition besides racing?"

"What do you want to ask?"

Qin Hong looked at Zhang Yifei's hesitation and couldn't help asking.

"nothing."

Zhang Yifei finally didn't say anything about underground car gambling. After all, Qin Hong's team really couldn't get the cards. Even in the Guangdong Province underground competition, he was looking for himself as a gun for the first time to participate in the competition. He probably couldn't even touch the threshold of the top underground competition like the East China Sea. He seemed to have no idea, and it would be useless to ask.

After returning to the room to pack up his things, Zhang Yifei and Qin Hong returned to Guangzhou and Shenzhen. Uncle Lu had already done the same thing. Zhang Yifei planned to go to Hong Kong Island as soon as possible to conduct his own quasi-professional training.

When we arrived in Guangshen, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and Zhang Yifei drove his car to the door of his car repair shop.

When Zhang Yifei opened the car door and got out of the car, he saw a familiar figure in the store. Lu Ningping from Hong Kong Island came over.

"Uncle Lu, when did you come here?"

Zhang Yifei shouted in surprise, because Lu Ningping appears in Guangzhou and Shenzhen now, which means that everything you asked for before has been done.

"I came here yesterday. By the way, how about I was in Yangcheng these two days?"

"Fortunately, I won."

I have told the old man about going to Yangcheng to race, so it is not surprising that Lu Ningping knew about it.

When Lu Ningping heard Zhang Yifei say he had won, he just smiled and nodded, and did not express anything too happy. After all, underground racing is only a common appetizer for people like them who have experienced top professional events in China, and winning or losing has no decisive effect.

When Zhang Zhiguo saw Zhang Yifei coming back, he also spoke, "Yifei, the things on Hong Kong Island are almost ready. Go upstairs and talk to Uncle Lu in detail."

"Yeah, I know."

The two of them came upstairs, and Zhang Yifei opened his luggage directly and took out the 150,000 yuan he earned from this underground racing.

When Lu Ningping saw Zhang Yifei take out a thick stack of money, he asked unexpectedly: "Yifei, where did you get so much money?"

"I earned a total of 150,000 in this time, of which 100,000 is the championship prize of the Yangcheng Underground Competition, and the other 50,000 is the reward given to me by the Seven-Star Team."

When he heard Zhang Yifei say that he made 150,000 yuan in going to Yangcheng, even Lu Ningping said with a shock: "Can you make so much money by running an underground racing game? It seems that the times are really different. I remember that my father and I were a couple of them. It would be great if I could make a few thousand yuan in a race without sponsoring it. Now, you juniors can easily get 100,000 yuan in underground racing."

Lu Ningping's tone was full of emotion. He officially entered the professional car competition in 1985. At that time, except for team sponsorship, there was basically no advertising or media income. Therefore, it was all a salary model, and it was already very good to earn a prize of several thousand yuan.

"Hehe, times have changed,

Zhang Yifei replied with a smile, he knew that it was not easy for the first generation of professional drivers in China. And to be honest, even at this time, underground drivers may not necessarily earn less money than professional drivers.

Because at this stage, it is still in the initial stage of professional racing and is in line with some international events. The degree of professionalism and the drivers are not strong enough, which leads to low brand sponsorship and media attention.

Without brand sponsorship and broadcast copyright income, this will inevitably lead to a decline in professional drivers' income, but professional racing investment is still huge, and the amount is calculated at every turn in millions, so it is normal for drivers not to make money.

Contrary to careers, those who can afford underground racing these days are basically a group of rich second-generation rich people. Unlike later generations who have only a few hundred thousand, they can play with modified cars even if they grit their teeth. It's just the difference between major changes and minor changes.

Therefore, many rich people don’t care about taking some money to seek excitement and sense of accomplishment. If Zhang Yifei is willing to be a gun in the whole country, it will be easy to get a million yuan a year. Millions these days are not rich, at least they have no worries about food and clothing.

But as long as professional drivers do not reach the first-class level, or do not persist until a few years later, domestic racing popularity explodes and various capitals enter this market, it is possible to become a "million-lost man".
Chapter completed!