To fill a boot with champagne, good heavens, Lin Yan dared not drink it.
Lin Yan directly refused the boot of champagne handed to him by Reisner.
How could this Reisner be so similar to a fellow racer from his previous life, who liked to fill his boots with champagne when he got on the podium.
Just as Reisner was raising his boot to drink the champagne in celebration.
The Yamaha rider next to him, holding a freshly opened bottle of champagne, sprayed Reisner with it. The stream was so strong that even Lin Yan, standing beside him, was sprayed in the face.
Seeing the Yamaha rider pick up the champagne, the other two were not to be outdone, especially Reisner, who not only didn't get to drink the champagne but was also sprayed in the face, looking particularly indignant.
Reisner grabbed an unopened bottle of champagne from the ground, shook it vigorously, and popped the cap. The champagne, colored amber, sprayed out.
Soon, the three of them were spraying champagne at each other, and Lin Yan was drenched.
The awards had been presented. Each of the three received a gold medal symbolizing their ranking. In addition, the winner of this round also received a BMW sports car.
Of course, Lin Yan didn't care about these prizes or prize money. After all, money was an external thing; enjoying the race was the most important.
Under the champagne spray of the three, the grid girls below were also affected, especially Xiao Lan, who was accidentally sprayed head to toe.
Spraying champagne was also a way of celebrating in racing competitions.
Soon, the awards ceremony ended, and everyone returned to their respective pit garages.
Reisner also bid farewell to Lin Yan and returned to Honda's pit garage. The race was over, and they had to pack up and return home.
Compared to the joyous atmosphere in the Ducati pit garage, the mood in the Honda pit garage was much more somber.
After all, they had not won the championship.
When Lin Yan returned to his pit garage, Zhang Mingzhi and Venarese immediately began congratulating him. Zhang Mingzhi, in particular, seemed to be in a very good mood and said he would treat all the staff to a meal in Kyoto to celebrate Lin Yan's victory.
Ren Fei and Gu Yueyan also came to congratulate Lin Yan.
The only exception was Rins, who was still blaming his race technician because he was overtaken by the Yamaha rider on the last lap and missed the podium.
Xiao Lan went to the changing room to change her clothes, with Feng Yueying helping her.
Earlier, when Lin Yan was spraying champagne, his arm was sore, and he didn't grip the bottle properly when he opened it, accidentally spraying Xiao Lan, who was in the audience.
Zhang Mingzhi's offer of a celebratory meal was a matter for later. For now, they had to pack up and leave, as other races were scheduled for around 2 PM.
Now,
He also planned to get a small villa for Li Wei and the others separately. It wouldn't do for them to be crammed under his place.
With the financial strength of the Lin Corporation, building a small manor would be no problem. He could then hire a few nannies to cook.
As soon as Lin Yan got into his car and left the Shanghai International Circuit, his phone rang. It was Su Mojin's call.
He was still wearing the peace charm Su Mojin had given him last time. It was a small item that Lin Yan wore like a necklace around his chest.
Lin Yan pressed the answer button. Coincidentally, Su Mojin was calling him, and he was just about to call her.
"Brother Yan, are you done with the race?"
A cautious voice came from Su Mojin on the other end of the line. She had specifically watched the live broadcast and waited for the race to finish before calling, afraid of disturbing Lin Yan.
"Yes, I'm done. I can go back tonight."
"Oh, oh!"
Su Mojin's voice became noticeably more cheerful upon hearing this.
"Then after you get back tonight..."
"After I get back, I'll come to the hospital to accompany you."
Hearing Su Mojin's nervous tone, Lin Yan knew what she meant. He had also planned to visit the little girl after returning.
"Okay!"
This was exactly what Su Mojin had been waiting for. She hadn't seen Lin Yan for several days and missed him. Indeed, young girls in the throes of love didn't want to be apart for a moment.
After the call ended, Lin Yan put his phone back into his pocket. A while later, the car returned to the hotel, and everyone packed their belongings, preparing to head to the airport.
Old Town.
"As expected of my idol, Su Chen. That 68-degree lean is awesome!"
Su Chen was lying in bed, live-streaming the MotoGP Shanghai round. Only the dozen or so people from yesterday were watching the stream, but Su Chen's commentary was particularly enthusiastic.
"Look, my idol is braking hard. Hurry, he's about to cross the finish line!"
The moment the GP22 crossed the finish line, Su Chen let out an excited roar.
"Awesome!"
The shout of "Awesome!" echoed through Su Chen's small room.
"You brat, what are you shouting about!"
Su Chen's mother, who was cooking in the kitchen, was startled by the outburst. What was wrong with her son?
ps: Thanks to the great god certification from the big shot "My Story Finally in Dreams"!!!
I won't say more here, lest they accuse me of fawning!!!
The handsomeness of the big shot "In Dreams" is in my heart!!!