Car Racing without Money-Chapter 253 - 125: Potential Major Sponsors

"Get in the car first, I’ve booked a restaurant to welcome you and dust off the journey."

Qin Lianjie greeted, then opened the car door and got into the driver’s seat.

"No need to be so formal, I’d better go home first."

Saying this, Chen Xiangbei pointed to his luggage.

He had been abroad for a few months, even spending the Lunar New Year overseas, to be honest, he missed his mother a bit.

Qin Lianjie immediately reacted, nodded, and said, "You’re right, my bad, let’s get you home first."

With that, a few of them got into Qin Lianjie’s Civic Type-R and headed towards Guangshen City District.

On the way, Wang Fatty and Zhou Glasses almost incessantly asked Chen Xiangbei about his experiences in international racing.

To them, a real professional formula career was full of mystery and curiosity.

In response, Chen Xiangbei spoke without reserve, leaving Wang Fatty and Zhou Glasses in awe, so much so that even after reaching home, they were reluctant to leave the car, and they arranged a time to meet up for a gathering the next day.

Watching the two lads’ backs fade into the distance, Chen Xiangbei finally spoke up, "Qin Lianjie, how’s Huali Group’s acquisition of Volvo progressing?"

"Both parties are very interested, but unfortunately, the funding gap for Huali Group is too large, and Goldman Sachs is only willing to provide a maximum investment of 330 million US dollars in the form of equity acquisition."

Even before Chen Xiangbei went to Europe, he had entrusted Qin Lianjie to keep an eye on this cross-border automotive acquisition deal.

But Qin Lianjie didn’t quite understand the significance of Chen Xiangbei’s concern in this? 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Even knowing the progress of the entire acquisition deal, such a cross-border project worth billions of US dollars wasn’t something Chen Xiangbei could step into; at most, he was just a bystander.

"So how large is Geely’s funding gap now?"

"Who knows."

Qin Lianjie shrugged his shoulders.

Although listed companies need to disclose financial reports, this acquisition funding involves the collaboration of many banks and state assets, and the specific amount is unknown to the outside world.

"But according to Goldman’s estimation, it should be around 200 million US dollars."

Qin Lianjie hesitated for a moment but decided to share his dad’s internal news, as he had great trust in Chen Xiangbei’s character.

"I understand, thanks."

"OK, see you tomorrow then."

"Yeah, see you tomorrow."

Chen Xiangbei waved goodbye to Qin Lianjie and carried his suitcase upstairs.

Arriving at the familiar door of his home, Chen Xiangbei had just inserted the key into the lock when the door opened immediately from the inside, and his mother, Zhao Yumei, appeared in front of him.

Obviously, Zhao Yumei had been waiting for Chen Xiangbei to come home, which is why she could open the door immediately.

Compared to the excitement and longing when he returned from Japan last time, Zhao Yumei had gradually adapted to and accepted Chen Xiangbei’s identity as a driver, and her emotions were much more stable by comparison.

"Xiangbei, you’ve lost weight."

Zhao Yumei touched her son’s cheeks, which were getting more chiseled.

"Mom, I didn’t really lose weight, it’s the effect of physical training."

Chen Xiangbei replied with a smile, then gave his mother a hug.

After about half a year of high-intensity physical training, there were already initial results, losing fat and gaining muscle just made him look skinnier on the outside, but with the same weight, Chen Xiangbei’s physical condition was much better.

Hearing this, Zhao Yumei stepped back to take a closer look at her son and found that the most noticeable change was his neck becoming thicker. Then she tried to squeeze Chen Xiangbei’s arm and found it was all muscle and couldn’t be pressed down!

At that moment, Zhao Yumei’s heart was filled with mixed emotions. She truly felt the changes in her son, and he was gradually shedding the shadow of that high school student, fully transforming into the role of a professional driver.

"Oh right, mom, I also prepared a gift for you."

Saying that, Chen Xiangbei took out a Renault championship trophy from his backpack, with the base engraved with Silverstone Circuit in English.

This was the championship trophy Chen Xiangbei received at the first Silverstone station, marking the achievement of his career starting point in this world. Giving it to his mother Zhao Yumei was to let her witness his success.

"Is this the Renault logo?"

The Renault Formula championship trophy is a crystal sculpture of the Renault logo.

"Yes, but it’s also the Renault Formula’s substation championship trophy."

"That should be placed in a conspicuous spot at home, so when others ask about it, I can say my son is a champion too!"

Zhao Yumei’s face lit up with a proud expression. Although she still didn’t understand what the Renault Formula was all about, as long as it was an achievement her son attained, it was enough.

"Alright, I’ll get you a few bigger championships in the future."

Chen Xiangbei smiled and replied. The Renault Formula substation championship was just a starting point.

"Xiangbei, mom doesn’t actually expect you to win any championships, as long as you’re safe and sound out there."

"I will."

After these few words, Zhao Yumei pulled Chen Xiangbei to the dining table, having prepared a spread of his favorite dishes early on.

In response, Chen Xiangbei didn’t hesitate at all and started to dig in immediately.

If you ask him what he found most difficult to adapt to in the United Kingdom, the food would definitely be at the top of the list.

You can only say the UK rightfully earned its later internet reputation as the land of "dark cuisine," with the basic menu consisting of potatoes, pudding, and smoked fish as the staples every day.

Lack of variety is one thing, but lack of actual options is another!

Today it’s baked potatoes, tomorrow fried potatoes, and the day after, mashed potatoes. Anyway, Chen Xiangbei felt he was almost turning into a potato himself.

This is also why the victory celebration was chosen to be held at a Chinese restaurant, a bit of "using public means for a private gain" on Chen Xiangbei’s part.