"Who are you?"
Reaching the doorway, Lin Yan and Su Mojin were, as expected, mistaken for fans. The staff in the P-room blocked Lin Yan. Instead of removing his mask to reveal his identity, Lin Yan took out a card. This was a card that could prove his team identity, recognized within the circle.
The staff glanced at the identification, then scrutinized Lin Yan's masked face. As a top-tier league team, they had certainly heard of it and did not obstruct them, leading the two inside.
At this moment, they were somewhat puzzled why a top-tier league team would come here.
When Lin Yan entered, the staff also sent someone to notify Zhang Ningyu. Zhang Ningyu was clearly taken aback by Lin Yan's arrival.
Zhang Ningyu had never dared to fantasize about this team because he knew he wasn't qualified. He wasn't sure if the man and woman in front of him were here to recruit him.
Although the first-place competitor next door had also been approached, Zhang Ningyu knew it was a team participating in the BSB league, which was not a high level.
"Zhang Ningyu, right? Interested in joining our team?"
Lin Yan walked closer, sizing up Zhang Ningyu, and got straight to the point.
Zhang Ningyu was seventeen years old, about 1.7 meters tall, and rather thin. There was a scar on his right cheek near his chin, and his skin was dark. He looked like a sturdy young man.
Zhang Ningyu was a bit stunned by Lin Yan's directness. Once he reacted, he immediately invited Lin Yan and Su Mojin to sit down and talk.
This P-room wasn't particularly large or small, about fifty square meters. It was filled with the faint smell of engine oil. The three found chairs in a corner and sat down.
"May I ask your name?"
After they were seated, Zhang Yuning had someone bring over two cups of water, then looked at Lin Yan with bright eyes and said. In fact, he already had some guesses about Lin Yan's and Su Mojin's identities. After all, a mask could only cover half of a person's face. When you deliberately compared the person in front of you with the one in your mind, you could confirm the other person's identity by their eyes alone.
"You don't need to test me. I'm not a liar."
Lin Yan chuckled and took off his mask.
Although he had been mentally prepared, Zhang Ningyu's heart still skipped a beat when he saw Lin Yan's true face. It really was this big shot. The young man's hands immediately started to sweat, and the entire P-room became tense.
Whether it was Lin Yan's reputation, his identity as a GP driver, or his identity as the son of a wealthy consortium who owned the team, any one of them was a prominent figure in the circle.
"Uh, Lin Shen, I didn't expect it to be you!"
Seeing Lin Yan, Zhang Ningyu became extremely excited, wanting to jump up from his seat. Seeing this, Lin Yan waved his hand, telling the young man to calm down.
"Tell me, are you interested in joining my team?"
"Yes, very much so. It's an honor to join your team, but may I ask what competitions I can participate in if I join your team?"
Seeing Lin Yan's true face, Zhang Ningyu swallowed, trying hard to suppress his previous nervousness.
"WSBK300."
"Okay! I agree. Since you don't mind, I'll report to your team immediately."
Apart from his initial caution, Zhang Ningyu was quite excited at this moment, even forgetting to ask about his annual salary.
After all, he was just a seventeen-year-old boy, and it was difficult to perfectly control his emotions.
After discussing the annual salary, Lin Yan signed the Red Bull Cup driver.
Telling him to report to China himself, Lin Yan left the racetrack with Su Mojin.
"That person just now was quite interesting."
Getting into the car, Su Mojin sat in the passenger seat with a small tub of juice.
"It's normal. It's because I offered him a very high annual salary. A driver getting that annual salary is already quite good."
Starting the car, Lin Yan said as he drove. Although he gave a high annual salary, he also made a lot of money through the Lin family's operations. Lin Yan understood how to use people. If the salary was too low, it was possible that the kid would feel unbalanced in the future.
He had spent a lot of money investing in the racetrack. Conversely, with the Lin family's channels, they could also earn a lot of money, and it was a win-win situation. Jiang Qiyan from WSBK was the best example. One race had almost half the popularity in China that Lin Yan had. The saying that beautiful women make money was absolutely true.
"Do you want some? I think it tastes great. I swear, this one is definitely not sour."
The car stopped in front of the hotel. Su Mojin handed over the juice in her hand, her delicate little face making a solemn promise.
Seeing this, Lin Yan, who was about to unbuckle his seatbelt, cast a suspicious glance at his little girl's face. This little girl had pranked him several times.
As if possessed, he took a gulp, and the sourness made Lin Yan's eyes almost unable to open.
Seeing Lin Yan's reaction, Su Mojin's beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons.
"Actually, I think it's fine! Why does it taste so sour when you drink it?"
"You always say that."
Lin Yan rolled his eyes in annoyance, picked up a bottle of mineral water from the car, and took a sip, which made him feel much better.
"Honey, I heard that you can check the baby's gender after four months. Should we go and see in a few days?"
"There's no need."
Lin Yan wasn't particularly concerned about this. Whether it was a boy or a girl, it was the same. In his opinion, if it weren't for his status, he would eagerly want a daughter. Wouldn't a little padded jacket be lovely?
"Actually, I'm just a little curious. Aren't you curious?"
"Hmm... Now that you mention it, I am a little curious."
Lin Yan wasn't lying about this. Which expectant father wouldn't be curious whether he would have a daughter or a son?
"Forget it, let's not talk about this. How is the Wei family doing lately?"
Lin Yan changed the subject.
"I don't know, but I heard that they are still continuing over there."
Hearing Lin Yan change the subject, Su Mojin opened her phone and brought up the latest information.
A few days ago, the Wei family and the Song family had a falling out. It was said that the cause was Song Botao and Wei Hua. Wei Shaoting added fuel to the fire midway, so the two of them started fighting, and their families were also involved. It had to be said that this Wei Shaoting was truly Lin Yan's blessing.
Understanding the whole story, Lin Yan couldn't help but admire him. To bring down Wei Hua, this guy actually did such 'brilliant' things.