After the poor daughter was exposed: bigwigs from all walks of life went crazy

There were still three days left before the end of the National Day holiday. Fang Xin booked tickets for two people to return to Zhengzhou from Shanghai in the afternoon. In the morning, she met with the general manager of the Yanshi Group who was in charge of the Baituo project, and went to the Baituo fleet base for a simple handover.

The temperature today is suitable, and since he has business to deal with, Shen Shu changed his usual casual style and put on a high-end commuting outfit.

A moon-white silk short-sleeved suit shirt, paired with a light khaki hip-hugging skirt and a pair of nude pointed high heels.

Shen Shu wore light makeup, had long straight hair that was well-maintained, and carried a light-colored Diorto bag. She looked gentle and intellectual, and her capable and decisive aura made it impossible to imagine that she was still a high school girl.

Shen Shu and Fang Xin were sitting in the hotel restaurant, having breakfast.

"As soon as the acquisition contract was signed, I sent the registration form for the racing league to the organizer. The news that the qualification review was passed was just released this morning."

Fang Xin breathed a sigh of relief, at least the hassle of rushing around did not delay Shen Shu's work.

"Have the time and location of the game been announced?"

The crab roe soup dumplings in this restaurant are delicious. Shen Shu couldn't help but eat several of them in a row.

"It's scheduled to be held in Hong Kong City, and will start on October 10th."

Fang Xin is allergic to seafood, so she couldn't enjoy the crab roe soup dumplings. She just had a small bowl of plain noodles.

Shen Shu calculated the time with his fingers and sighed helplessly.

She is really busy this October. On the one hand, she has an academic competition that is about to begin, on the other hand, she has to take care of the next investment projects in her business. She also has to find time to deal with Huo Ruman's efforts to take back the shares of Yunshan Dairy. Now the car race has also been scheduled for the end of this month.

The manager in charge of the Baituo project is called Qiao Jia, a young woman in her early thirties. Both her appearance and aura reveal the feeling of a decisive and capable woman.

The Porsche 911 that Fang Xin drove before was borrowed by her.

Qiao Jia had heard earlier that the boss behind the acquisition was relatively young, but he never thought he would be so young.

Although Shen Shu's outfit today is rather mature, one can tell that she is no older than twenty just by looking at the collagen on her face.

Although he was a little surprised, Qiao Jia's good professional qualities allowed him to quickly get into the work.

There were also several employees from the Yan Group accompanying them, and the group rushed to the Baituo fleet base in a multi-seater commercial vehicle.

"The acquisition contract includes the 2,000 square meters of land at the Baituo base. You can use it at your disposal."

"The team members' contracts will all expire this month. You can make the decision on the renewal."

"It's mainly about Coach Sun. He actually never signed a contract with us. He used to be a member of the team, and he voluntarily stayed at the base as a coach out of his belief."

"His teaching skills are actually very good, but our group already has a racing team, and the investment in Baituo over the years has been very small, so there are not many top drivers."

"Coach Sun, if it's convenient for you, you can keep him..."

Qiao Jia flipped through the information in her hand and introduced it to Shen Shu. When she mentioned Coach Sun, her tone was a little nervous.

She shouldn't have taken the initiative to say such things to Party A, but thinking about the difficulties Coach Sun had gone through over the years, Qiao Jia still felt a little reluctant.

"Manager Qiao seems to know a lot about the team?"

Shen Shu naturally noticed her thoughts and continued the conversation.

"To be honest with you, Mr. Shen, I have always been in charge of the investment in the fleet under the Yan Group, so I am very familiar with the development and planning of the fleet."

When it comes to professional matters, Qiao Jia becomes confident. She has indeed always handled her work in this area very well.

Shen Shu nodded in agreement. She was currently lacking such a talent to manage the fleet. Unfortunately, Qiao Jia was already a member of the Yan Group. She couldn't poach someone in front of his employees, right?

"You don't have to worry too much about Coach Sun. I will definitely keep him and sign a guaranteed contract with him."

As soon as Shen Shu finished speaking, the car stopped outside the gate of the base.

Because the dispute with the returning convoy had ended, the large iron gate that was newly painted red was no longer locked but left wide open.

Shen Shu, Qiao Jia and their group walked into the base in a mighty procession. It was Fang Xin's first time to come into contact with a convoy, so she looked at them with curiosity.

Normally at this time, the team would have already started training. But today, it was unusual, and there was not a single car on the training ground.

The small iron room at the entrance was filled with iron bunk beds. Although there were many people living there, it was kept very clean.

Lei Dong sighed, sat on the lower bunk and watched helplessly as the team members packed their luggage.

"The new boss will definitely not renew our contract. My dream of becoming a racing driver is over."

"Let's have a farewell dinner at noon today before we leave. It will be difficult for us to meet again in the future."

"If you can't be a racing driver, what do you want to do?"

Han Fei's question stumped everyone present.

They all come from poor families. If Coach Sun hadn't persuaded them to sign contracts, they would probably be doing hard labor at a construction site or somewhere else, or driving a taxi, or even a long-distance truck or bus.

They are all talented, but talent alone is not enough for racing, sponsorship or a wealthy family background are also needed to support the huge expenses.

It was not easy for these low-level drivers to hold on until now, and it was time to face reality. The race last night was like a beautiful dream left for everyone.

Most of these students started learning racing with Song Zhen when they were eighteen or nineteen. They are reluctant to leave their coach and this place, but the new boss of the acquiring company is coming to inspect today, so instead of waiting to be driven away, they might as well leave on their own initiative.

Song Zhen stood beside the crudely built stove, silently preparing the ingredients. He was thinking about making one last nutritious meal for these children.

As for where he would go, he hadn't decided yet.

From the moment his wife passed away, he had no home. After wandering for half his life, he felt guilty towards so many people.

When people reach middle age, they are unable to retain even this last bit of faith...

There was a heavy knock on the door, and everyone in the room felt nervous. They didn't expect the buyer to come so quickly.

"Please come in." Song Zhen found a dry towel and wiped his hands.

As the door was opened from the outside, warm sunlight shone in.

"I've already told you that we are a family, why didn't you invite me to the farewell dinner?"