To be honest, for soone like Chen Xiangbei from the general Honda camp, getting training support from the Honda Racing Academy is actually debatable, depending purely on whether the principal allows it or not.
Nakajima Goro has a good impression of Chen Xiangbei, and with Sawano Hiroyuki and Mizutani Sho both on board, he also hopes this Chinese Kid can achieve good results.
"Thank you, Principal Nakajima, but I need to return ho first to deal with so matters."
Chen Xiangbei originally took a month’s leave to train in the East Sea, but things progressed far beyond expectations.
He must return ho to explain the situation to his mother and take care of his school registration by directly affiliating with Suzuka International University.
"Mm, from now on you’ll be a true professional driver."
Nakajima Goro smiled and replied, Chen Xiangbei indeed needs to prepare for the change in identity.
After settling everything, Chen Xiangbei left the academy and returned to Suzuka Apartnts. Liang Chi and Qin Lianjie had already packed up, and the three imdiately headed to Nagoya Chubu Centrair International Airport to return ho.
After about two hours of flight, Chen Xiangbei and the others landed at East Sea International Airport. Dragging their luggage to the airport hall, he saw Zhang Zhicong and Lu Xiaoman waiting for them from afar.
Xiaoman still looked charming and captivating, but Zhang Zhicong’s temples were already entirely gray.
It had only been two months since Chen Xiangbei left the East Sea, and Zhang Zhicong seed to have aged more than ten years. Clearly, the bankruptcy and liquidation of Huasi caused him a great deal of stress.
"Xiaoman, Uncle Zhang..."
When Chen Xiangbei called out Uncle Zhang, his heart was filled with complex emotions.
"Xiangbei, you did well, you haven’t disappointed Uncle Zhang."
Zhang Zhicong didn’t notice the change in Chen Xiangbei’s tone; his face was full of smiles.
Although his Huasi Sports had failed, at least in the final stages, Zhang Zhicong saw the birth of another kind of hope.
Chinese formula racing won’t stop because of him; it will forever forge ahead!
"Let see, the little guy has beco a professional driver!"
Lu Xiaoman also smiled warmly, opening her arms to give Chen Xiangbei a passionate hug.
Beneath her carefree exterior, Lu Xiaoman knew well what this achievent ant; Chen Xiangbei was creating the history of Chinese Formula Racing.
After greeting each other, they drove to the hotel where they were staying. However, in the car, Chen Xiangbei hesitated for a mont and still said, "Uncle Zhang, why don’t we go to Huasi’s base for a look?"
"There’s nothing much to see, the lease expired and it’s been returned; it’s probably being dismantled now."
"I still want to take a look. If we don’t go now and wait until Huasi is removed, then it really will be gone."
Now, Chen Xiangbei sowhat understood the sentint Liang Chi had for Huasi back then.
Honestly, Huasi wasn’t perfect; in fact, it had many shortcomings that destined it for failure.
But it carried the earliest dreams. Chen Xiangbei wanted to see it one last ti before it was dismantled.
"Old Zhang, let’s go have a look."
Liang Chi responded in a similarly low tone, sharing the sa sentint with Chen Xiangbei, wanting to see it one last ti before the dismantling.
"Then let’s go."
Zhang Zhicong didn’t refuse anymore, and turned the car heading swiftly towards Huasi’s base.
Half an hour later, Chen Xiangbei and the others arrived at the forr entrance, where a construction warning line was now put up, and they could see from afar construction vehicles inside dismantling Huasi Sports’ main building.
As for the track where Chen Xiangbei raced, it was already piled with various construction debris in complete disarray.
"Is the dismantling that fast?"
Chen Xiangbei comnted, the lease had expired in less than half a month. He originally wanted to take a photo for mory.
"Quite good, proves that East Sea’s economy is developing quickly."
Zhang Zhicong laughed bitterly in self-deprecation, though inwardly he wished Huasi base could be preserved a little longer.
"Uncle Zhang, where’s the CFR2000 car?"
"Except for the prototype car you drove, I had soone ship it to Hong Kong Island by container; the other six have already been completely dismantled."
Upon hearing this, Chen Xiangbei felt complicated; at least his prototype car was preserved, but CFR2000 had completely beco history.
"Uncle Zhang, what about you, what do you plan to do next?"
Previously, Liang Chi told Chen Xiangbei that Zhang Zhicong didn’t intend to be involved in the racing field anymore, planning to return to Hong Kong Island to continue his manager role.
Honestly, when discussing the contract with Suzuki Aguri, Chen Xiangbei had thought about bringing in Zhang Zhicong for the team manager position.
He was definitely a good fit for the team manager role in terms of ability and expertise.
But such an important position obviously couldn’t be compromised on Suzuki Aguri’s side, so after much contemplation, Chen Xiangbei decided to keep things realistic, aiming to get a satisfactory deal.
"Going back to Hong Kong Island, I’ll cheer for you on TV in the future."
As he said this, Zhang Zhicong sighed deeply; in a way, this was a relief for him.
Huasi Sports had long been unsustainable; the past two years had been unbearably burdenso for Zhang Zhicong.
"Old Zhang, we’ve argued for so long, now you’re truly relieved."
Liang Chi responded with mixed emotions; the fall of Huasi made him understand Zhang Zhicong.
If it weren’t for Zhang Zhicong’s determination to secure sponsorships, perhaps Chen Xiangbei wouldn’t have appeared sooner, and this scenario would have occurred a year or two ago.
"Really relieved?"
Zhang Zhicong smiled bitterly, shaking his head; given a choice, he’d rather be Liang Chi.
Facing despair himself, Liang Chi embraced hope!
"Let’s go. The more you look, the sadder it gets. People have to look forward."
Lu Xiaoman interrupted the emotional musings of the two middle-aged n; the past is the past, the future is what’s important now.
At this mont, Chen Xiangbei seed to have thought of sothing, taking out the Renault Touring Championship trophy from his backpack to hand to Zhang Zhicong.
"Uncle Zhang, since I didn’t bring any gifts back this ti, let give you this."
"This is my starting point towards Europe, and in the future, when I reach the summit, I’ll give you another trophy!"
Looking at the Renault Touring Championship trophy in his hand, Zhang Zhicong imdiately understood Chen Xiangbei’s intention.
This kid was trying to say that the effort Zhang Zhicong put in over the years hadn’t been in vain; Huasi’s racers were still soaring on the Formula Racing track.
"Alright, I’ll be waiting for your summit trophy."
Zhang Zhicong choked out the words, his eyes already welling up with tears.
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