Old Jim immediately thought that his boss was the first person to land on Mars, "You, your spacesuit research has made progress from solid materials to fabrics?"

"What's so strange about this", William lied with his eyes open, "the first product I sold publicly was a bulletproof suit,

It's been a few years, and if I can't research something new, then I've not lived in vain in the past few years."

You've lived in vain, so haven't I been sleepwalking for sixty years?

Old Jim shook his head, "It's a good thing you're not interested in racing, otherwise Aston Martin would dominate F1.

While I won numerous honors with the team, this event has probably reached the point of going to bed, and those colleagues who eat this bowl of rice will probably lose their jobs."

William only thought for half a second before he understood what he meant.

When an event is dominating a team, the appeal to the audience plummets, or the focus is on the champion.

If other teams don't have spectators and can't win, no one will compete with the event fee of at least $50 million a year and the overall operation of $200 million.

If this is the case, tens of thousands of people will be directly out of work and indirectly affect the jobs of hundreds of thousands of people.

That being said, William won't really smash ordinary people's jobs, but that doesn't mean he doesn't want to win the championship.

"In the past few years, the team has not won the championship of the year, not to mention the annual championship, it seems that it has not even won a few races."

Old Jim was wronged by William's words, and he didn't know what to say.

Say that the team has only been established for three years and it is normal to not win the annual championship?

Old Jim, even if he wanted to retire and didn't want this job, wouldn't be so stupid to say this.

Isn't this a direct admission of one's own incompetence?

"If the oil control system can be taken to the next level, we will definitely be able to compete for the championship of the year."

After Old Jim finished speaking, he secretly looked at William's expression, and saw that he was just frowning, so he continued, "If you are free, can you help the team upgrade the oil control program,

In addition to the hardware and the cooperation of drivers, engineers, and maintenance personnel, the most critical thing is the on-board oil control system.

As long as you can refuel less than others, or control the fuel load at the same time as changing tires,

That's equivalent to saving a few seconds, or even ten seconds.

As long as I have the new oil cap, I guarantee that I will be able to move up to at least the top three next year, and it is not impossible to win the annual championship."

Even if William is a rookie, he understands that racing is all about time.

But Sunday's existence is no secret to Aston Martin.

"You didn't apply to Abigail for help on Sunday?"

"Of course, Mr. Sean has applied to Miss Chas no less than ten times, but,,,",

Old Jim said, "We can only get help with calculations when we test the race car in the research room of the head office.

Even the Aston Martin headquarters can't get more convenience."

When I think of this rule, it seems that I made it at the beginning, in order to avoid being watched on Sundays.

William covered his ears and said, "Can you upgrade the team's fuel control procedures on Sunday?"

SUNDAY WAS SILENT FOR A FEW SECONDS, THEN SAID, "SIR, THE PROGRAM HAS BEEN UPGRADED, JUST IN TIME FOR YOU TO TRY IT OUT FOR YOURSELF."

For Sundays, as long as you have complete data, it's not easy to upgrade the system.

"Head, head, head".

When a smile appeared on the corner of William's mouth, he heard the engineer who was inspecting the car before him rush over and whispered to old Jim,

"Our systems have been hacked, tampered with, and," the engineer hesitated for a few seconds, "as if it was."

"That's a good thing, isn't it?" William said with a smile, "Is there a free program upgrade?"

"Yes, yes, boss," replied the Engineer in surprise, and Old Jim instantly understood.

Looking at William, "You got it done so quickly?"

"How long will that take?" William chuckled, "It's just an oil control program," as he looked at the paparazzi and other media outlets who had already entered the media area, taking pictures of the paparazzi and other media who had rushed over.

William waved his hand in the other direction, drawing a flash of lights, and then heard a roar.

When I looked back, I saw the car that Thor was driving, and he jumped out.

"Hell yes".

Looking at the car that was obviously too fast and began to float, William covered his forehead and cursed in a low voice.

Sure enough, the car has not yet entered the main track, because Thor is not familiar with the steering wheel, and he does not slow down.

In just two seconds, when the speed reached 100 kilometers, the tires began to shake and hit the bucket directly as a buffer.

There was a loud "bang", and at the same time as the water splashed, the front of the car broke, and the body rolled twice before falling on the bucket.

"God".

When you just start taking pictures, you can take such a vivid picture? Is this God favoring everyone?

Paparazzi and reporters were eager to jump into the track and take photos up close.

For a moment, the scene seemed to stand still.

The staff was still awakened by a series of flashing lights, and only then did they think about saving people.

"Go and save people, go and save people".

Old Jim shouted to the engineer beside him, and he hurried forward.

But before he could rush a few meters, he saw a piece of debris flying out of the car, and then everyone looked at it in horror, kicking Thor who flew over the guardrail of the cab of the racing car.

Cursing loudly or something, he stood up and didn't say anything, and slapped the frame with a slap, directly shooting the scrapped car a few meters away and hitting the buffer wall of the track.

"God, this—this is superhuman possession."

Only old Jim, who had heard William's nonsense, looked at Thor in shock, and then shouted at William with joy,

"BOSS, I beg you、You must make this newly developed spacesuit available to all racers."

Old Jim, who returned to William's side, was excited and wanted to grab William's shoulder, but William, who didn't have a space suit at all, would ignore him.

Sideways past the old man, he walked in the direction of Thor.

"BOSS, even if it's a set of 10 million pounds, there are teams that are willing to buy it, and you can sell billions of pounds for a racing suit converted from this spacesuit."

Hearing Old Jim's words, William couldn't help but speed up his pace with his umbrella and shouted at Thor, "Stop, Thor."

And the old Jim, who was chasing William, was immediately pulled by Sean, who rushed over when he heard the sound, "What space suit, what 10 million pounds?"

The paparazzi and reporters who also heard the old man shouting immediately reacted and thought that William was the first person in space, and it was not normal to make a new space suit?

I couldn't help but focus the camera on Old Jim.

But the old Jim, who was caught, pulled Sean to explain in a low voice as if he was thinking about secrecy, which made all the paparazzi and reporters hate itchy.

can only give full play to the talent of brain supplementation, and write it in his notebook in a frenzy.

Pulling the scolding Saul away from the crash scene, William whispered to him, "When someone asks, they will say that you are okay because of the racing suit on you."

lest these ordinary people panic because of what you just did."

"This, no problem", seeing that William didn't blame himself for hitting the car, Solna would still disagree.

"No, I have to drive again, just now because it's the first time I'm driving, and I'm not familiar with the steering wheel, but it's not that I can't do it."

"Alright, alright, if you want to drive for a while, let's charter a yacht and call a group of goblins for you to drive."

"No, no", Thor pulled William and shook his head, "I have to learn to race or my fellow God's Domain will know about it, and they will definitely laugh at me."

"Sunday, let people clean up the track", pulled by Saul, William doesn't care about a race car, if you really want, let Sunday be built on planet X17,

You can have as many cars as you want, and there's no need to lose face for Saul because of this.

After spending a lot of time cleaning up the track by the on-site staff, William and Wilson stood by a new race car and looked at the unusually focused Sol Dao,

"You follow the Sunday prompts, drive slowly for a few laps, and then get used to the performance and driving skills of the car, and then increase the speed."

"Yes, no problem, I'm sure I can do it."

Learning from a failed start on the road, Saul was extremely cautious from the start, turning out of the pits as quickly as he could.

But as soon as he entered the main track, his vision widened, and he picked up speed at Sunday's prompt.

Half a lap down, turning five or six corners, accustomed to flying with Thor's hammer in his hand, only then did he soar his speed to more than two hundred when he entered the one-kilometer straight.

William, who was standing in the command area, helplessly listened to the sound of Thor shouting, and thought to himself, it seems that this car should not be saved.

And what made Wilson happiest was that Saul, an unobtrusive guy, kept talking on the radio,

Be sure to promote this kind of racing car to Asgard, and let the people of God's Domain know that they can have more fun than just fighting and drinking.

After hearing these words, Old Jim's expression began to change strangely.

If Old Jim had been younger and not the manager of his own team, William would have cast an Oblivion Curse on him.

patted the old man with headphones and said with a smile, "In our lives, there are always some things that must be forgotten in our stomachs, right?"

"That's right, that's right, boss".

Without William's threat, the old Jim nodded, "Are you guys developing some kind of game?"

"That's right, a game called Asgardian God's Domain War", Wilson, who was still a little worried on his face, lied with a smile,

"When the game is developed, I'll give you a commemorative CD, maybe you'll like it?"

"Let's talk about that then."

Old Jim was afraid of William because he was well aware of the power and influence of the Devon Hill family in England.

But that doesn't mean he's afraid of Wilson.

Thor, who heard the conversation between William and the three through the walkie-talkie, also reacted and stopped mentioning the matter of the Divine Domain.

Although he didn't know what the Divine Domain was, Old Jim had already understood that the distinguished guest he served was a real distinguished guest, so he seriously explained various drag racing skills to Thor.

From time to time, like a rookie driver, he will praise him as soon as he does a little trick right to encourage Saul.

Looking at the car that was getting faster and faster, William shook his head, convinced that he would have to crash in a moment.

You can't praise a guy like Saul, or you'll get carried away and talk about him.

Sure enough, a few laps later, at a big corner, Saul didn't go through the corner at a low speed as he told Jim Sr. on Sunday, but felt that he would be able to turn the corner quickly at a speed of 100 kilometers like William.

"Squeak 、、、".

A skidding sound came from the headphones, and the car crashed off the track without incident, slicing across the sand and hitting the crash wall, making a loud crashing sound.

"God, it's nearly $10 million again."

The paparazzi and reporters, who had been waiting for more than ten minutes bored, made a cry of regret and slapped at the racing car a few hundred meters away like a carnival.

After listening to old Jim's instructions to the backup team and go up to rescue Thor, William took off his headphones and threw them on the console, carrying an umbrella, holding his helmet and looking at Alice, who was hiding in it and falling asleep,

Shaking his head, he said to Wilson, "It's going to take a long time for the track to be cleared, so it's here today, you take Sol's idiot to rest, and we'll talk about what activities are going on tomorrow."

"Not going on a cruise?"

Wilson, who was still waiting to lie down, hurriedly pulled William's arm and said, "Don't do this, man, isn't it just two cars,

That guy from Thor is a super tyrant who ordered ten cars directly, and it's up to us to make him happy."

"It's you who has that responsibility, and it's not me", William said with a smile as he shook Wilson away, "and I don't expect to make the money of that poor devil from Thor."

"Hell yes".

Wilson didn't care that William disliked himself and Thor, stepped forward and put his arm around William's shoulders, and whispered, "If you don't go, how dare I take Thor to find a girl alone."

Co-authored himself became Wilson's shield for bad things.

I didn't want to say yes, but Wilson continued, "I'll help you find a new debut English football baby."

After saying that, the guy is on the computer on the console, find a photo.

Looking at this football baby named Hazel, and the same mountain as the football, William immediately became interested.

But then he stared at Wilson and said, "Aren't you afraid that these women who dare to use any means in order to become famous will break the news about you to the media?"

"What's this", Wilson said indifferently, "The barristers of the Yueshida Law Firm in your hands are all dry meals,

Besides, I'm also a shareholder of an independent TV station, so it's easy to give them exposure or counteract."

"If you're not afraid, it's fine", William himself is certainly not afraid of this kind of thing, and his news in this area has long been not news.

The fact that he drifted at sea for three days with a boatload of girls before returning to shore has not been exposed by the media.

"Then you go and rent a boat, I'll settle Alice first, and then I'll go to you."

"Okay, if you don't come, I promise to bring those girls directly to you."

William smiled and patted Wilson who dared to threaten him, "If you are not afraid of being thrown into the void by me and live a wandering life for a few years, come on."

Wilson, who was frightened by the obviously ominous name of the Void Land, could only watch William leave with a smile,

"By the way, remember to take that racing suit from Thor."