Lin Yan simply patted his shoulder and didn't say much. After changing, he walked out of the lounge.
Ren Fei was a good person, so Lin Yan intended to cultivate him.
After the racetrack was built, Lin Yan had another plan: after he retired, he would establish a racing club specifically for Chinese people to train Chinese racers.
Ren Fei could serve as the mentor for this club, but it was too early to think about this now.
Leaving the lounge, Lin Yan headed straight for the base's cafeteria. He had consumed too much energy and was starving. He decided to eat something first.
In the drivers' cafeteria, sea cucumbers and abalone were commonplace, but Lin Yan was already tired of them. Now, he preferred to eat something plainer.
As soon as he sat down in the cafeteria, Lin Yan received a call from Lin Guoxiong.
Judging by Lin Guoxiong's tone, the matter seemed to have gone well. His voice was much more cheerful, and he even chuckled a few times.
"Your little girlfriend was exposed. Should be alright, right?"
Lin Yan ate his meal while listening to Lin Guoxiong's voice on the other end of the phone.
Lin Yan knew what Lin Guoxiong was referring to. After all, Su Mojin had appeared in the video, but she was wearing a mask, so it should be fine for now.
However, based on Lin Yan's understanding of netizens, someone would likely uncover Su Mojin's identity within half a week. This was even with the Lin family's influence; otherwise, it would be even faster.
But as long as they could hold on until the next race, it would be enough.
"It's fine. Maybe I'll make it official soon too."
Lin Yan said indifferently as he shoveled food into his mouth.
Make it official? Lin Guoxiong was stunned for a moment.
"You can make it official, but you must bring her home for us to see before you do. Although I won't arrange any family marriages, I still need to meet this daughter-in-law."
Lin Guoxiong's voice came through. It was rare for his son to be serious, so he, as a father, had to properly vet her.
"Okay!"
Lin Yan agreed. This was not a big deal for him. He would ask Su Mojin when he had time.
"You've done a great job this time. Tell me, what reward do you want?"
After discussing this matter, Lin Guoxiong spoke again.
This time, he had truly spared no expense. By asking like this, it meant that he would grant almost any gift Lin Yan wanted.
"Buy me a car."
Lin Yan recalled the Suzuki Hayabusa he had been thinking about and replied calmly.
He had originally planned to buy it himself, but since Lin Guoxiong was offering a gift, he might as well get this car. It was convenient, and he was too lazy to buy it himself. If he bought it, his signature would be recognized again.
The Suzuki Hayabusa was hailed as the fastest sport-touring motorcycle in the world, with a speed comparable to the Kawasaki H2R.
However, Lin Yan wasn't buying this car because of its speed. It was because the car had a rear seat, allowing him to carry a passenger and go on motorcycle trips. He could even take Su Mojin out for a ride then, which was a perfect choice.
Lin Guoxiong had initially expected his son to make an outrageous request. He never imagined that his son would only ask for a car this time. He had already prepared to let Lin Yan manage a company, but it seemed that preparation was unnecessary.
But this kid lacked ambition. How would he take over his business in the future?
"Alright, but don't forget what you said earlier. Get your finance business up and running soon. I don't want to be left with no one to inherit my vast empire."
Lin Guoxiong said with a hint of threat.
Uh, finance. Speaking of which, Lin Yan had actually looked at it a few times in the past few days, but whether he understood it or not, he didn't know.
Lin Yan had no need for money or shares. As long as he had enough to spend, it was fine. His money was already more than he could spend. What was the use of so much money? He didn't know how to manage finances.
Actually, the main reason was that he had already scammed Lin Guoxiong out of billions, and he felt a bit embarrassed.
After eating, Lin Yan continued to train Ren Fei in the afternoon.
In the afternoon, Ren Fei had already stopped crashing as much. Although he still couldn't keep up with Lin Yan's pace, at least he could stabilize his bike after going off the track.
Zhang Mingzhi was relieved that he could stabilize his bike, at least he didn't have to work overtime.
"Damn it, you can't even handle this small matter. What use are you to me!"
In the office of Song Group, Song Yi was raging.
The Director of Public Relations and the Director of Marketing opposite the desk didn't dare to say a word and could only obediently lower their heads and endure the scolding. Even Song Yi's secretary stood obediently to the side.
In the past half-day, Song Group's stock price had evaporated by billions, and if this continued, their stock price would lose nearly ten billion within five days.
Song Yi had smashed everything he could in the office. The Song family's foundation was not as deep as the Lin family's. It was likely that they would be seriously injured this time.
"What about that Li Zeyu?"
"He's... still lying in the hospital..."
When the chairman spoke, the secretary had to respond tremblingly.
"Damn it, he's still lying in the hospital. Things have already reached this point, and he's still lying in the hospital."
Song Yi threw the last document on the table to the ground and cursed angrily at the people standing opposite him.
"Okay... Mr. Song, I'll arrange for someone to make him disappear immediately."
The document almost hit the secretary's face, startling her. She quickly went out to handle the matter.
The secretary closed the door. The remaining Director of Marketing and Director of Public Relations didn't dare to move, fearing that Song Yi would fly into a rage again.
"Alright, you can all leave!"
After about five minutes, Song Yi waved them away.
Upon hearing Song Yi's words, they felt as if they had received a pardon and quickly rolled out of the office.
After they all left, Song Yi slumped into his chair. They had invested nearly a billion yuan just to suppress the trending topic, but it had no effect.
Because they were suppressing it, Lin Guoxiong was pushing it up. It was all about burning money, but they were losing more and more as they burned it. As long as the trending topic wasn't removed, their losses would continue to grow.
Lin Guoxiong, are you forcing me to make you childless!
Song Yi said fiercely as the door closed.
Even if the Song family could quell this matter in the end, they would likely suffer at least a ten billion loss.
It would take at least half a year for them to recover their vitality after losing ten billion, unless they could use Lin Yan's influence to pull the stock price back up like the Lin family.
But the Song family clearly didn't have someone like Lin Yan. Song Yi's son was still lying in the hospital.