Chapter 311: Chapter 311
The Borg Training Ground has the best dedicated racetrack in the city, and with Ying Yunlin’s identity, it’s impossible to rent such a venue.
It was only when Rong Zhi went to the O State embassy of the International Federation to request access on the day her physiological period passed that she obtained the sole usage rights for the Borg Training Ground.
During Phoemix Team’s training, the Borg Training Ground does not accommodate a second team.
Rong Zhi’s hair was tousled by the wind; she casually brushed it aside and spoke calmly, "The effect is good. How’s the competition preparation going?"
Ethan remained silent for a moment, then gave a conservative estimate, "Top three, perhaps."
Although Phoemix had undergone special training, their strength still fell short compared to their peak, even with Ying Yunlin’s addition. Because of age and a long time away from racing, his skills had declined.
He wasn’t very confident internally.
Rong Zhi turned her head, her fox-like eyes dark and calm, "Not good enough."
Ethan was bewildered, "Huh?" Why is it not good enough?
As they spoke, the red sports car exclusive to Ying Hengyu crossed the finish line first, followed by the three people from Meinier.
Sitting in the car, Ying Hengyu flexed his wrist and panted slightly, and after a few breaths, sensing something, turned his head and lifted his eyes, instantly meeting a pair of distinct black and white fox’s eyes.
His lips curled upward, and he swiftly opened the car door and got out.
"Third Brother!" the boy’s voice was clear and pleasant.
Rong Zhi gave a slight nod, "Improved."
Ying Hengyu was instantly overjoyed. Oh my, there came a day when Third Brother praised him!
"No, no, it’s all thanks to your training plan," knowing how to take advantage of good favor, Ying was well aware of the importance of the main pillar, "I hadn’t realized I had so many shortcomings before, it’s all you, Brother."
Rong Zhi responded with a faint "Hmm."
A sudden male voice interrupted their conversation, and Meinier jogged over with a smile, calling out again.
After nearly a month of precise training, all of them were utterly convinced by Rong Zhi’s abilities.
This call of ’Vice Captain’ was heartfelt and willing.
Ethan enjoyed seeing harmony within the team, but there was still something he wanted to ask.
"Little Ying God, are you really not planning to go on stage?"
Rong Zhi lowered her gaze and shook her head.
Ethan sighed, "Alright."
If he didn’t want to go, Ethan couldn’t very well put Ying Jiu up there, could he?
Now all their hopes rested on these people.
Ethan chatted with Rong Zhi about Monday’s competition concerns, as well as team sponsorship and race broadcast.
"Shanhai is currently being suppressed within the circle, and no company in O State is willing to sponsor us. Without investors, the team will lose a lot of advertising revenue."
Every racing event, whether big or small, has sponsors advertising on the cars, relying on the team to advertise and earn traffic and customers.
In previous years, when the ATS Team’s reputation was still intact, many companies wanted to cooperate with them, rushing to sponsor and advertise.
But now that ATS has declined, all those connections have disappeared, and currently, the team can’t find a single sponsor.
They can’t exactly have the team endorse Ying’s perfume, can they? Spray it before going on stage to refresh the racers?
"And the broadcast," Ethan furrowed his brow, quite troubled, "The club used to have its broadcasting channel, but that company broke the contract long ago, and no company is willing to provide us a broadcasting slot now. No matter how good the team is, no one will see it."
Broadcasting is where you attract audiences and fans, expanding the team’s reputation.
Rong Zhi crossed her arms, her eyebrows calm and collected, thought for a moment, and found a string of numbers from her phone contacts, "Note this number, mention my name, he will help you arrange sponsors."
Ethan quickly memorized it, "Okay, what about the broadcast?"
After handling everything, Rong Zhi watched Ying Hengyu and the others train and then left.
Behind her, Ethan stared silently at the phone.
Rong Zhi had a big reputation in the racing world, but she had been missing for a year, with even rumors of her dying in an accident circulating. Though Ethan knew those were false, being disbelieved pushed the credibility to rock bottom.
He wasn’t sure what kind of big company Rong Zhi could have known during her year away, he only thought at most they were small firms, and estimating one could barely sponsor them a tire.
Ethan sighed despondently, thinking it was Rong Zhi’s goodwill, so he dialed the number.
It was overseas as well.
He felt more and more that Rong Zhi was just trying to save face for the team by putting on appearances.
A few seconds later, the call connected.
A rich, gentle male voice came through the receiver, with particularly standard foreign pronunciation, "Hello, may I ask who you are?"
Ethan was slightly taken aback, and following Rong Zhi’s instructions, said, "Hello, I am the manager of the Shanhai Club. Miss Rong... Rong asked me to call you."
At that moment, he recalled Ying Jiu’s other name; perhaps the person knew this one.
Unexplainably, Ethan sensed that the person on the other end of the line was not simple.
"Miss Rong? Rong Zhi?" the male voice paused slightly, then continued to ask, "What did she ask you to find me for?"
Hadn’t the work report been completed just last night? How come there’s more work now?
Ethan briefly explained the sponsorship situation. Content originally comes from novel•fire.net
"I see, simple," the male voice spoke, "You are in O State, right? Send me the club’s address, and I will have someone go over tomorrow to discuss it with you, shall I?"
Ethan naturally had no objections and arranged a meeting time before hanging up the call.
For the person’s identity, he still had questions.
The next day, Ethan received a man claiming to be President Song’s assistant at the club’s leisure area.
He wore work clothes, with a scar on his forehead adding to his fierce look, even though his expression was gentle, Ethan still found him intimidating.
Jing Ji knew his appearance could mislead people, so he calmly said, "Manager Ethan, no need to be nervous. I’m here to discuss endorsement matters with you. You see what kind of endorsements you need, and of course, if you lack everything, we can fully cover it."
Ethan: ??? What does fully cover mean exactly?
Jing Ji spoke while handing over a business card.
This was much more detailed than the string of numbers given by Rong Zhi.
Sophiron leaned over for a glance and couldn’t help but exclaim in amazement, "Assistant to the General Manager of Songya Group, is this the Songya I think it is?"
Songya Group is the world’s top-ranked arms supplier!
Primarily operating Qianji Technology but dabbling in a wide range, having touched various industries, headquartered somewhere in the south of Hua Country, it is even known to collaborate with the internationally renowned Qianji Pavilion.
Although Ethan didn’t quite understand the international significance of Qianji Pavilion, Songya Group is undeniably a leading giant in the arms industry.
Countless people have schemed to establish ties with the Songya Group, yet failed to even step through its door.
Ethan trembled as he held the business card, stammering, "You’re... you’re going to sign an endorsement with us?"
"Yes, President Song said as long as there is something that can help, feel free to mention it," Jing Ji smiled, "As long as Miss Rong is satisfied."
Ethan smacked his forehead, instantly coming to his senses.
What on earth... Who is Rong Zhi? Isn’t she recognized by the Ying Family? How does she have such wild connections, even knowing the general manager of Songya Group!!
Sophiron was equally thrilled and almost incoherent, "Manager, come to your senses, with Songya’s endorsement, are we still afraid of other teams mocking us?! Songya’s endorsement... is invaluable..."