"God, what is the record for this track".

Everyone is for William, a novice, not only did he not have an accident after a few laps, but his skills such as cornering, acceleration, and deceleration were as accurate as a professional driver.

The team manager hears the astonishment of his team's racers.

Immediately reacted, called up the information from the computer, and was stunned for a few seconds before saying incredulously, "04 years of one minute eighteen seconds 74".

"God",

"How is this possible?"

Everyone already thought it was incredible that William could finish the lap like a pro, but now it's a bit weird that he almost broke the record.

But then everyone understands that racing is not like other physical sports, and even if you eat something cheating, you can't become proficient in driving skills instantly.

It's even less likely to let you know what you need to brake on that part of the track, and how hard you brake to get through corners most efficiently.

Not to mention that you can't teach you, when cornering, how many distances close to the inside line can drive the shortest distance, and at the same time, it also blocks the possibility of the rear car taking the opportunity to overtake.

The people present were all professional racing people, and they only recalled the image of William running three laps in a few seconds, and they understood that this was a real skill, and there was no ambiguity at all.

For a moment, the command area was full of God, the shouts of God, and the two racers of the team looked at each other silently, and then shook their heads at the same time.

The two of them recorded the highest on this track, as if they had never reached a minute and twenty seconds.

And after William drove half a lap again, he heard the sound of Sunday in his ears, telling him to go into the pit lane to refuel.

For safety, the team only refueled the car with 15 litres, lest there be less petrol in case something went wrong to avoid one of the most fatal hazards.

So after four laps and a 23-kilometer journey, the amount of fuel in the car must have been only three or four liters.

There wasn't much fuel, and William didn't run at full speed in the second half of the lap, but honestly drove into the pits.

As soon as they entered the pits, a group of people ran over from the command area on the side of the track.

While clapping vigorously, he also shouted loudly that William was good.

Affected by the excitement of the team members, Thor who was wearing a racing suit and holding a helmet also stepped forward with some excitement, propped his hands on the frame, and said with a smile, "Man, I heard that old man say that you almost broke the record."

Seeing William stunned, Saul laughed, and then shouted to Shaun, the general manager of Aston Martin,

"Who, what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and add that thing."

Wilson hurriedly disguised himself and shouted, "That's right, Sean, hurry up and refuel William's car, we want to see the record broken."

The team manager pushed Wilson away, squeezed over to Thor and leaned on the frame and asked, "BOSS, do you have any discomfort?"

Hearing this, Thor, who was being blocked, let go of his frowning brow and looked at William with the same concern.

"I'm fine, if you're willing to work a little longer, how about we have a full schedule?"

At this time, except for Sean and the team manager, everyone else is eager for William to come to an official schedule to see if his legendary boss can set a record.

And the audience watching the live broadcast saw the people of the team applauding William, of course, they understood that there was a story in it, maybe it was related to the results.

For a while, the phones of the English Independent TV station were about to burst, and they were all asking the team members to cheer and whether it was related to the results.

The team manager made a detailed inquiry to William again, then thought for a while, and then discussed with the engineers and racing drivers for a while, and saw William sitting in the car nodding to himself again,

He shouted loudly, "The maintenance team, the maintenance team is coming in, and everyone else is getting out of the way for me, get out of the way."

"Hell, old Jim scolded".

Everyone was not angry when they were scolded, and they all ran into the command area in a nest, quietly waiting for the inspection of the maintenance team.

While waiting, a phone call came into Sean's mobile phone, and after listening to it for a while, he picked up a walkie-talkie and reported to William that the call was from an independent TV station, in order to ask why the team was cheering.

William thought about it, and asked Sean to tell him about the fact that he almost broke the record, and then asked Sunday to tell the operators of the track to open the interview area of the track and let the reporters and paparazzi outside in.

But a minute later, Sunday replied, "I'm sorry, SIR, the track operator refused your request due to safety concerns."

William smiled, beckoned to Sean, and asked, "How much is this track worth?"

Sean was stunned for a moment, and then stammered with his eyes shining, "Four, forty million pounds or so, but if you don't pay a premium, it's hard to buy it directly."

After all, this is the Silverstone circuit that has hosted F1 racing for decades and represents England."

"Buy it, now".

It's only tens of millions of pounds, William didn't think about it at all, and then no matter what the shocked Shaun thought, he said to Sunday,

"Tell Abigail to give Jesse the responsibility for revamping the track to make it the headquarters of the Aston Martin F1 team".

Sean, who heard these words, his hands were shaking with excitement at the moment, and he shouted in his heart, "I know, I know, as long as the boss likes it, he won't care about money."

Seeing William's gaze coming over again, Sean hurriedly pressed his excitement and started to call with the phone.

While waiting, an uncomfortable voice came from William's ear, "Lord, master, Alice feels like she is spinning in circles."

Hell, happy to drive, forgetting that this little thing is still hiding in his helmet.

Turning off the call, William said to Alice, "You go to my house first, and let Serena accompany you." When we're done here, I'll take you to the house-elf, okay?"

"Don't," Alice angrily shouted in William's ear, "Alice don't stay with that nasty Bloodline".

William's ears were ringing, and he couldn't rub it because he was wearing a helmet, so he hurriedly said to Sunday, "On Sunday, is the house-elf bell ready?"

"Yes, SIR, after Bell learned that Alice is also a light elf, she took the rest of the house-elves and specially transformed a separate space in Thunderbird Cliff, you can take Miss Alice over at any time."

"I don't want it, I don't want to go to a strange place alone", William didn't even speak, Alice muttered in his ear, "The master is a bad person, the master is a bad person,"

After listening to the words repeated five or six times, William hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I won't send you away."

Hearing Alice jump off the building so clearly, William also understood that she was just motion sickness, and it was not serious at all, so he no longer forced her to go to Thunderbird Cliff first.

After three chapters with Alice, William turned on the intercom again, and soon Sean's anxious and uneasy voice came from his ears.

"Boss, the other party will bite you for 55 million pounds, and they want you to pay Devon Hill gold."

Ha, it seems that the amount of gold that I have been controlling in the past few years has finally had some effect.

"Tell them to sign the contract now, and if they dare to go back on it, I'll build a more luxurious circuit in the city and give Formula 1 and other races in England for free for three years."