On the twenty-seventh, good heavens, could his brother's boss be that person?
"Tianhe, give me the lowdown first. What kind of identity does your boss have? I'm a bit panicked now."
"Don't worry, Yong Ge, our boss is very easy to talk to."
Sun Tianhe did not directly tell Zhou Xianyong his boss's identity, which made Zhou Xianyong even more curious.
The car slowly stopped in front of the P-box inside the racetrack, and Zhou Xianyong got out of the car in a daze.
He looked around and didn't see his savior, but soon his gaze was attracted by a red figure on the track.
It was a bit unclear from a distance, but Zhou Xianyong could still vaguely see that it was a factory car.
He settled his mind and had already guessed the identity of the person who saved him.
Driving the GP22 back to the P-box, as soon as Lin Yan got out of the car, Zhou Xianyong knelt down to Lin Yan.
Lin Yan was startled by such a grand gesture.
"Thank you, Lin Shen, for saving my life!"
Before Lin Yan could even put his feet down, Zhou Xianyong kowtowed to him twice.
He asked Li Wei to help Zhou Xianyong up, and Lin Yan sized him up. Although he was a bit older and his stamina was a bit lacking, he should be able to teach some students.
Zhou Xianyong never expected that the person who bought a helmet from his shop years ago would become a prominent figure in China's motorcycle racing scene.
"Zhou Xianyong, right? Can you still ride?"
Hearing Lin Yan's words, Zhou Xianyong was stunned, then nodded.
He was a smart person and didn't believe Lin Yan saved him out of consideration for his brother Sun Tianhe. Zhou Xianyong had already noticed this when Sun Tianhe dared not reveal Lin Yan's identity just now.
He guessed that Lin Yan saved him because he still had some value.
And his only value was racing.
"There are leather suits inside. Pick one, and let's have a race."
Lin Yan pointed to the P-box.
Although Zhou Xianyong had some injuries, they were fortunately not serious external wounds. He knew that he had to show his value now, otherwise, if Lin Shen didn't take him in, he would still be hunted by those people.
The equipment here was in all sizes, prepared by Lin Yan at the request of Zhang Mingzhi and others. Soon, Zhou Xianyong came out wearing a well-fitting leather suit, holding a Shoei helmet in his hand.
"Can you do it?"
Lin Yan walked over and patted Zhou Xianyong's shoulder, asking if his injuries would allow him to race.
Zhou Xianyong shook his head, indicating that he was fine. He knew that once he got on the track, he would be outclassed, but he would try his best to keep up with Lin Yan.
Considering that Zhou Xianyong might not be able to ride a factory car, they each got on a modified Yamaha R1.
The engine roared to life at the entrance of the P-box.
Lin Yan let Zhou Xianyong go first. Zhou Xianyong didn't hesitate, twisted the throttle, and rode the Yamaha R1 onto the track, with Lin Yan following closely.
This track had a total of eighteen corners. The first nine corners were relatively smooth, while the latter nine were high-difficulty hairpin and high-speed corners, making it a technically demanding track.
On the first lap, Zhou Xianyong was not familiar with the track, and Lin Yan did not attack, but observed Zhou Xianyong's movements from behind.
Zhou Xianyong was older, and his beer belly was prominent, but his skills were still there. He had practiced at the racetrack in his spare time over the years, and his skills had not regressed too much.
After following Zhou Xianyong for a lap, Lin Yan had a preliminary evaluation of Zhou Xianyong's skills. After all, he was once just one step away from reaching...
"Take a break. Someone will talk to you about a contract later."
Zhou Xianyong wanted to thank Lin Yan, but he was so out of breath that he couldn't speak.
Lin Yan patted his shoulder, showing understanding.
For an ordinary person, a heart rate of 180 would manifest as blurred vision and difficulty breathing. Although athletes would not experience this to such an extent, Zhou Xianyong was already old.
Hearing Lin Yan mention the contract, Sun Tianhe on the side was very happy. He knew that this meant Yong Ge had gained Lin Shen's approval and was now one of his boss's people.