Chapter 1056: Reversal! Great joy!
"Yo yo yo, who is this master, isn't it a typical person who pretends to be stupid!"
"Yang Chu, you grandson thief, do you still have a face?"
"You're only 14th in the opener, aren't you? How old are you who are paralyzed? If we lose the opportunity for CRC, it's all money! ā
"! If you participate in CRC, it is conservatively estimated that it can bring at least 5 billion sponsorship fees, and hundreds of millions of viewers will watch it, and you will be paralyzed and ruined by you alone! ā
"I said, oh! If there are billions of more sponsorships, our sub-station bonus is estimated to be 10 times higher! Damn, the thought of losing so much money makes me feel distressed to death! ā
"Chang Wei, the champion of the sub-station competition, is so low-key, you can't be high-profile, what a thing!"
"Apologize? If an apology is useful, what else is there to do with the police? ā
The group is full of previous drivers, or relevant managers, and they usually speak very loudly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Not to mention that this time it involves huge interests, if you really calculate the accounts, it will fall on everyone's head is millions, hundreds of thousands of bonuses, which is a lot of money, so everyone scolds people unceremoniously, even if a few peacemakers are reconciled in the middle, the people who spray Yang Chu are also increasing unabated, and all of them are added to the crusade army.
Yang Chu was sprayed with nowhere to hide, and his peers were blocked from asking for help, so he could only find another way sadly.
He has a high school classmate who works as an editor in the "China Automotive News", so he entrusted the other party to help Haima Automobile write an advertorial, and is willing to pay for the publication of Haima Motor's positive news on the Huangyiwang Automobile Channel, for which he plans to take out last year's racing bonus of 180,000 yuan, and throw it into it at any cost.
But an hour later, a classmate called and said meaningfully: "Yang Chu, it turns out that the sinner who is rumored in the racing circle today is really you?" Several of our colleagues at the newspaper are scolding you. ā
Yang Chu was about to cry: "My brother, don't I just drive faster, right?" Do you need to shout and beat the whole world? Aren't your colleagues all editors, why are they scolding me? ā
The classmate smiled: "My colleagues just bought the shares of Haima Automobile last Friday, and you tested the car on the weekend, but you are a seahorse driver foolishly, and the whole world knows that you vomited Yang An, and as a result, the stock market opened on Monday, and the Haima stock fell into a dog, and my colleague lost 20,000 yuan in half a day, who don't scold you?" ā
Yang Chu almost fainted: "Hey, hey, hey, if the stock falls, it depends on my head?" Am I that capable? ā
The classmate laughed: "Let's get down to business, you want me to post an advertorial on "China Auto News", contact Huangyiwang Auto Channel, contact Autohome, I have inquired about all of these for you." But you know what? There is another strong opponent competing with you, and the people from the CTCC Organizing Committee of the General Administration of Sports of the People's Republic of China also greeted our editor-in-chief and wanted to help them write soft articles, your name has been listed in the minds of many leaders, so I can't do what you entrusted. ā
Yang Chu's heart was cold, and he still had to make the last dying struggle: "Old classmate, but what I want you to help me is not to correct my name, but to cheer for Haima Motor, CTCC Our Haima team also participates......"
A classmate interrupted him: "But you have a CRC label on your body, do you understand?" It's not just your personal argument, it's a CRC vs. CTCC fight. So in this matter, you have to ask your Haima Group to come forward to have an effect, and find the CRC official organization to come forward to appeal, you personally contribute 180,000, and it is useless to pay 1.8 million! ā
Yang Chu was about to collapse: "How is this possible!" I'm falling into the yellow mud pit now, and it's not on my pants, but it's, and both the company and the CRC want me to take the blame, how can they stand up for me? ā
The classmates didn't have a good way: "Forget it Yang Chu, CRC is now at a disadvantage in public opinion, CTCC has won, take back your money, don't waste it." ā
Yang Chu said stubbornly: "No, you still help me send it, I have to show it to the outside world, otherwise I will really be forced to leave the racing circle." ā
Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven, Yang Chu has done everything he can.
But after calming down, frustration, fear, anxiety, despair, and all kinds of negative emotions always surrounded Yang Chu, he had no heart to train, he was not in the mood to eat, he couldn't hear what others were saying, and the whole person was in a very bad state.
Fortunately, the team manager Zhu Zhou, the deputy captain Hu Jianping, the chief technician Peng Shuai, and the other staff of the team did not blame him too much.
Early the next morning, Yang Chu had a splitting headache and couldn't open his eyes, his wife touched his forehead and was startled: "Husband, you have a high fever!" ā
At 39.8 degrees, Yang Chu was urgently sent to the hospital by his wife to see a doctor, looking at his sunken eye sockets and godless eyes, he seemed to be ten years old overnight, and his wife was distressed.
The emergency doctor prescribed anti-inflammatory drugs and saline, and the nurse had just given Yang Chu a drip, and the phone rang, showing that it was Zhu Zhou, the team manager, who was estimated to be at work, and the wife on the side didn't dare to answer casually, so she could only help hold the phone and put it in Yang Chu's ear.
"What time is it, why haven't you come yet?"
Zhu Zhou's voice was very loud and his tone was very stern, and it faintly reached the ears of Yang Chu's wife.
Yang Chu said weakly: "I'm hanging a bottle in the hospital...... High fever 40 degrees ......"
"Can you still move? If you can still move, you have to climb to the convoy for me quickly! At 10 o'clock, we are going to fly to the red maple, and "Extreme Challenge" let's bring materials to talk about cooperation! ā
The voices in the earpiece grew louder and louder, and it was clearly full of excitement.
Yang Chu's head was a little blurry, thinking that he had heard it wrong, he took the phone held by his wife, and asked in disbelief: "They chose our team?" ā
Zhu Zhou said excitedly: "Yes! Hurry up, everyone is waiting for you! ā
Yang Chuqiang, who still couldn't believe this fact, propped up his body and sat up, a little uncomfortable: "What are you waiting for me to do, I'm not the ...... of the RV group"
"Yang An personally asked you to come over by name, we are all ready to go to the airport now, give you 40 minutes, no, half an hour, meet directly at Xinzheng Airport!"
What the?
He was named by Yang An personally!
Yang Chu was hit by great joy, his body seemed to be full of strength in an instant, and he immediately stood up, struggling to walk out without caring about anything.
"What are you doing!"
"Whoa!"
In the exclamations of his wife and nurse, there was a sharp pain in the back of Yang Chu's hand, he forgot that he was playing the hanging bottle, and he pulled it so hard that the infusion stand almost collapsed, the needle and bandage on his left hand fell off, and the blood on the back of his hand rushed out, pulling out a big wound.
"What's the matter with you? Alas, alas, what are you running? ā
The nurse was also stunned, and was about to see Yang Chu's injury, but found that this person casually pressed the back of his left hand with his right hand, and ran out of the hospital with all his might, and did not forget to shout loudly with his wife: "I'm going to the airport now!" It's all up to you! ā