After mentioning the car, Zhang Yifei called Shen Dong and asked him to meet to make a specific appointment for the venue competition.

After the contact, the place where the two sides met was a café on the East Bund, worthy of being from the East China Sea, and the meeting was full of a petty bourgeois atmosphere.

Of course, Zhang Yifei is also happy with this kind of location, after all, the scenery of the Bund is good, although he is not here to travel, but he can take a look at the Bund in this era by the way, and it is not in vain.

In this era, the Bund is brightly lit at night, even if it is almost ten o'clock in the evening, it is still full of pedestrians, and many tourists are taking pictures of the night view of the Bund and those buildings of the Republic of China full of history.

Zhang Yifei also walked and looked, in his previous life, when he had the ability to go to the Bund with the time, he had become a professional driver, so he naturally did not have the leisure to visit everywhere like tourists. The only time I saw the Bund was when I happened to pass by by car, and there was no walking scene like this.

When Zhang Yifei came to the designated café, Shen Dong had already waited for a long time, although he was not happy in his heart, and the two sides also had unpleasant experiences, but this time Shen Dong still did his best to be a landlord and made a face.

"You came from afar, I won't take advantage of you, tomorrow have a good rest, the day after tomorrow we will run a race on the Donghai Volkswagen Circuit, what do you think?"

As soon as he took his seat, Shen Dong went straight to the topic, and the two of them had nothing to say hello to, so it was better to be simple and direct.

"I'd better let you take advantage of it, just tomorrow."

"What do you mean!"

Shen Dong instantly felt a little angry, and he had already suppressed his temper, but he didn't expect this kid to be so faceless!

"Just kidding, don't take it so seriously, to be honest, I'm short on time, so I'd better run tomorrow."

Zhang Yifei just ridiculed Shen Dong twice, and he didn't intend to really provoke him, after all, this was on someone else's territory, and running a field race was also an event that Zhang Yifei was looking forward to.

"If you really ask for tomorrow, it's fine, but don't make excuses if you lose then."

"Excuses? I'm afraid you can't afford to lose. ”

"Hmph, then let's see who cries tomorrow!"

After Shen Dong finished speaking, he was about to stand up and leave, he really couldn't stand Zhang Yifei, if he continued to talk, maybe he would go berserk on the spot.

"Wait." Zhang Yifei suddenly shouted.

"What else do you want to do?"

"100,000 yuan should be given."

Zhang Yifei reminded him that he had agreed with Shen Dong before that as long as he ran this game, it would be 100,000. If nothing else, Zhang Yifei will soon go to Japan, at this stage Zhang Yifei does not know whether it is a contract model or a training model, the former and the latter are in price, but there is a big difference.

As the name suggests, the contract model is to sign a contract with the Toyota team, so that it is considered its young drivers, and the training costs and car usage fees are borne by Toyota.

But if you entrust training, these costs will have to be paid out of pocket, and it is no exaggeration to say that this cost may be calculated in the millions, or even more. 100,000 yuan may not make much difference, but it is better to have something than no money.

Hearing Zhang Yifei's words, Shen Dong left a trace of disdain on his face, he took out a cash check from his wallet, handed it over, and said, "I have prepared the money, and I can withdraw it at any time." ”

Zhang Yifei also unceremoniously took the check, took it in his hand and looked at it, and found no problems. Shen Dong is not Qin Hong, Zhang Yifei doesn't have much trust in his character, 100,000 yuan is not a small amount, he naturally won't even look at it in order to pretend to be chic.

Zhang Yifei's petty behavior deepened the contempt in Shen Dong's heart, and he was even more convinced that people like Zhang Yifei were dirt buns, and they had never been on the track, and they could be said to win tomorrow's field race, and they could also wash away the shame of their failure!

In the evening, Zhang Yifei casually found a hotel to rest, and when the bank opened at eight o'clock the next morning, he exchanged the 100,000 yuan check and deposited it into his bank card.

After collecting the money, Zhang Yifei drove his Mitsubishi EVO to the Tokai Volkswagen Circuit. This is not a track open to the public, but is generally used for testing new cars of Tokai Volkswagen and for on-site training of the Tokai Volkswagen 222 team.

However, it is also a world giant automobile company, and there is no shortage of money to build a track, so the specifications of this track are very good, and there is no problem with running track races.

Because Shen Dong had greeted him in advance, Zhang Yifei entered the venue very smoothly, there were already several Volkswagen Polo practicing on the track, and the furious roar of the engine resounded in the sky, and before he got close to the track, he could feel the whistling sound brought by the speed.

Of course, this is certainly not your average Volkswagen Polo, the prototype is the Polo GTI. But to be precise, these cars are all track versions, and there is nothing in them other than a shell that is the same as the production version of the Polo GTI, and the price is worlds apart.

Even if Zhang Yifei's modified Mitsubishi EVO is now, it does not have the slightest advantage in the face of these real track beasts.

Next to it is a huge garage with race cars from the Tokai Volkswagen 222 Team and spare cars. Of course, the maintenance team is also set up here, and you can see some staff and team members inside, a busy scene.

This is a professional team, Zhang Yifei sighed in his heart, the feeling brought by the underground event is completely different, you can feel a kind of orderly order. Not to mention anything else, it is a variety of uniform matching clothing, which can make you feel a kind of professionalism.

Zhang Yifei drove the Mitsubishi EVO to the parking area, where Shen Dong was already waiting.

Today, Shen Dong is not driving the event-level car of the Volkswagen team, but the "Dongying God of War" GTR before him. Because this is an internal track, not an operational track that is open to the public, the event-level cars here are basically owner-owned, and there are no rentals to the outside world.

Looking at this GTR, Zhang Yifei had a trace of regret in his heart, as the saying goes, BMW is a hero, and this God of War is a scumbag. You must know that the lap record of the later New North Circuit was set by Toshio Suzuki driving the GTR, and Shen Dong naturally didn't know how far it was off, it was really a waste of the car.

"I've arrived, when will it start?"

"What are you in a hurry, when they finish this training lap, they will empty the track."

Shen Dong replied impatiently, compared to Zhang Yifei's relaxed and casual, Shen Dong is now under much greater psychological pressure, because the price of his loss today is too great, and he may directly miss the professional driver.

Hearing this, Zhang Yifei did not urge, he also understood that this was not an operating track that could be directly rented and paid for use, as an internal track of the team, naturally the Volkswagen team had the right of first refusal.

Just taking advantage of this time, Zhang Yifei looked at the panorama of the track next to him, although he could practice a few laps to get familiar with the track and warm up the tires by the way. But now it is better to be familiar with the track in advance, after all, compared to Shen Dong, his familiarity with the track is far behind him, and Zhang Yifei will not leave the slightest possibility of capsizing in the gutter.

Just as Zhang Yifei and them were preparing, in the Donghai Volkswagen driver's rest room, someone looked at the two of them through the window on the second floor.

"He Lang, this is the high school student you are talking about, Lu Ningping's apprentice?"

"Hmm."

"There aren't many people who can make you so optimistic, but he really deserves your special trip from Yanjing?"

The man next to him asked in surprise, he was Xu Hao, the manager of the Donghai Volkswagen 222 team, and the managers of the general team were basically drivers, so he and He Lang were old acquaintances.

According to his impression, He Lang rarely took the initiative so much, and he couldn't see anything special about Zhang Yifei.

"He won against Xu Wenfeng, and Xu Wenfeng is my junior brother at the Certion Driver Academy in the UK, can you understand this?"