The female salesperson retrieved a mask from the second-floor staff changing room and handed it to Lin Yan. Afterward, she led the three of them downstairs to the warehouse at the back.
Soon, a staff member brought Lin Yan's motorcycle over.
This warehouse staff member seemed a bit excited upon seeing Lin Yan, as most people who worked there had some understanding of motorcycles.
Lin Yan looked at the motorcycle before him. Its appearance was certainly not ugly; in fact, it could be described as very handsome.
The red and white livery, paired with the aluminum alloy twin-spar frame, followed the most popular minimalist style of recent years.
With a displacement of 1190cc, it was a twin-cylinder that limited its power output. Its power was relatively average for a liter-class bike, but this power was quite good for city riding, as there were speed limits on the roads, making such high displacement unnecessary.
If there was a drawback, it was that this bike lacked electronic controls, but this had no impact on Lin Yan.
Lin Yan straddled the bike, took the key from the staff member, started it up, and rode it around in circles.
Not bad, very nimble. This was Lin Yan's assessment of the bike. Due to its displacement, frame, and lack of electronic controls, this bike was much lighter and more agile than the H2.
However, the drawback was also obvious: its top speed was relatively slow. Overall, it was not bad.
"Do you have a helmet? Get me one."
Lin Yan asked the female salesperson. He hadn't brought a helmet with him this time.
"Oh, okay."
The female salesperson immediately turned to get one. After all, he was buying a bike worth over two hundred thousand yuan; how could they not give him a helmet?
Of course, the helmet they gave was naturally the cheaper kind.
Taking the helmet handed over by the female salesperson, it turned out to be an authentic AGV K6. Lin Yan could tell the difference between real and fake. This model of helmet alone cost nearly four thousand yuan, so it seemed this shop was quite conscientious.
However, Lin Yan didn't know that this shop would normally only give away a helmet worth over two thousand yuan, and the rest was paid for by the female salesperson herself. Indeed, never underestimate the power of a woman's admiration for a star.
Before leaving, Lin Yan signed autographs for the two of them, so they still profited.
On the city avenues of Kyoto, Lin Yan rode the RC8 in front, with Li Wei following far behind in a Bentley.
They drove out of the city. Lin Yan was going to the base today because his factory race car hadn't been customized yet, and with only one day left before the race, time was running short.
An hour later.
Lin Yan had arrived at the base and rode his bike directly inside.
After Li Wei parked the car, he didn't follow inside and stayed in the car.
Seeing Lin Yan arrive, the staff immediately went to notify Zhang Mingzhi. Zhang Mingzhi was still inside fine-tuning the race car. As the chief technician, he was very busy before the race.
After Lin Yan observed the track for a while, Zhang Mingzhi ran out from inside.
"Young Master, you've arrived at the perfect time. We just received the latest factory model from headquarters this morning," Zhang Mingzhi said excitedly as he approached Lin Yan.
The latest factory model? So soon? He thought it would take until tomorrow to get it, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.
Although the Ducati headquarters were in Kyoto, the cars were not manufactured in Kyoto.
In fact, Lin Yan didn't know that Zhang Mingzhi had already arranged for someone to get the car before going to the Isle of Man.
As soon as Zhang Mingzhi finished speaking, two staff members pushed out a GP22 factory car from the pit garage behind them. However, this factory car was in its pure form, without any custom livery.
The final livery would still be decided according to Lin Yan's arrangements.
Lin Yan straddled this factory car and had to admit, this car was good.
Next was Lin Yan's testing phase. Driving this GP22 factory car, Lin Yan circled the track several times.
After several adjustments, it wasn't until noon that the car was gradually tuned to near perfection.
Overall, Lin Yan was quite satisfied with this car.
Generally, V4 engines sacrifice cornering ability to enhance straight-line acceleration, and this GP22 performed very well in this regard.
With the near-perfect aerodynamic kit and winglets, the car gave Lin Yan a very good feeling on the straights.
Lin Yan was almost certain that it was probably because...
Since the race was the day after tomorrow, the track was usually closed the day before, so they had already arrived in Shanghai to practice.
This was the advantage of competing on home turf; you could truly experience the track. After all, no matter how realistic a simulator was, it still had discrepancies with reality.
After making the final adjustments, Lin Yan had lunch at the base and then practiced on the simulator for a while in the afternoon before leaving the base.
He had originally planned to confess his feelings to Su Mojin after winning the championship, otherwise, Lin Yan felt there was always an ambiguous feeling between them.
However, time was tight now, and he didn't have the time or energy to prepare these things, so he decided to postpone it.
After leaving the base, Lin Yan and Li Wei drove towards the hospital.
Meanwhile, Su Mojin was sitting on the hospital bed, constantly browsing her phone, hesitating whether to send a message to Lin Yan.
Looking at the message bar on WeChat, she was somewhat conflicted.
If she sent it, she was afraid Lin Yan was busy and she would disturb him.
If she didn't send it, she... still missed him a little.
Forget it, she decided not to send it. Su Mojin finally decided it was better not to disturb Lin Yan. When Lin Yan missed her, he would probably come to find her.
However, just as Su Mojin had this thought, there was a knock on the hospital room door.
Hearing the knock.
The on-duty nurse quickly went to open the door.
Lin Yan walked in from outside, carrying a bag of food.
"Xiao Jin, did you miss me?"
Su Mojin, who was initially happy to see Lin Yan, rolled her eyes at him after hearing this, her pretty face flushing slightly.
Really, why did he have to say it so loudly? There were still people in the room.
Since Lin Yan had come in the afternoon, the nurse was the same nurse as yesterday. The nurse, seeing the situation, wisely withdrew.
Lin Yan sat on the small stool by the bed. It was only around four o'clock in the afternoon, and Xu Xiaoyue and the others should still be in class and hadn't arrived yet, but they should be coming soon.
As soon as Lin Yan sat down, Su Mojin beckoned him closer with her little hand.
Lin Yan leaned closer curiously, wanting to see what this little girl wanted.
As Lin Yan leaned closer, Su Mojin leaned towards him and whispered in his ear.
"Yes, I missed you so much..."