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However, the next moment, when he saw a few middle-aged white men with typical Caucasian faces sitting in the living room with high noses and deep eyes, he didn't even dare to swallow.

God, with so many white people and three brown hairs, all around the same age, who is Zhuang Jingchun's father?

He remembered Zhuang Jingchun's exhortation and did not dare to speak casually, but with a restrained smile on his face. The white men were also very kind, and nodded to him with a smile.

The banquet was opened, and everyone else spoke French. Xu Xizhou couldn't understand it anyway, so he immersed himself in eating. When he looked up, the appetizers on other people's plates hadn't moved. Only his plate didn't even have any roots left, and it was clean and shiny.

Being stared at by Zhuang Jingchun's deep green eyes, Xu Xizhou finally felt a belated embarrassment, and subconsciously covered his plate with his hands.

"It looks like he's very hungry, haven't you eaten on the way?" Joseph with silver hair asked with a smile.

"He can't get enough of the plane meal." Zhuang Jingchun looked a little helpless.

Xu Xizhou didn't understand what they were talking about again, but he felt that the gray-haired uncle on the opposite side was looking at him all the time.

Could this be Zhuang Jingchun's father? But his eyes are not green, or is it that Zhuang Jingchun's eyes are not inherited from his father?

With all kinds of thoughts running through his mind, the dinner party is over. The Mexican maid was cleaning up the dishes, and the group went for a walk in the courtyard. Xu Xizhou sneaked up to the second floor while no one cared about him, found a sofa and started to catch up on sleep.

Just half asleep, he was woken up by someone.

Zhuang Jingchun sat in front of him, staring at him with some hatred.

"Do you know who the person sitting across from you is?"

Xu Xizhou thought to himself, it's over, isn't it really Zhuang Jingchun's father? If had known, he would have pretended to be gentle!

"Lightning's chairman."

"What?" Xu Xizhou didn't turn around, but he soon realized something, and his eyes were filled with eager anticipation and joy.

"Is it F2's Lightning team? Really?! Is he going to sign me?"

Zhuang Jingchun didn't speak, but the expression on his face said everything. Xu Xizhou shouted loudly, jumped up overjoyed, stomped on the floor a few times, but couldn't help the joy and excitement in his chest, and opened his arms to hug Zhuang Jingchun.

Zhuang Jingchun pushed him away with one finger in disgust.

"Thank you so much! You are super handsome today!" Xu Xizhou was so excited that he even blew a rainbow fart at the man.

"Don't get too excited, next month Lightning will conduct winter tests at Silverstone to test the performance of the new car. If you don't perform well during the test, I can't guarantee your seat will be retained."

"Don't worry, I won't embarrass you!"

"It's none of my business to be ashamed of you."

Zhuang Jingchun turned around impatiently and walked to the bedroom, but after entering the door, in a place that Xu Xizhou could not see, the corner of his mouth curled slightly.

Early the next morning, Lightning's official website updated the news of the new signed driver on Twitter, and the F2 event organization and the FIA ​​also forwarded it, and the news soon spread back to China.

There are not many people who know Xu Xizhou on the Internet, and F2 does not have as much attention as F1, but it is different in China. After the media reports about the true and false young master of the Lu family, no one knows, no one knows, Xu Xizhou is serious The matter of returning to F2 was directly searched on Weibo.

Although there are not many people who understand racing, the news announced by the FIA ​​is almost full of scolding.

"A seat you bought with money? Don't be ashamed of going abroad if you don't know how to drive."

"How much did Lightning charge? After all, it's a mid-to-high team in F2. How could it be so bad for itself?"

"Is there any doubt about how bad someone drove last season? Don't embarrass the country!"

Wang Miao made an international call to him immediately.

"Damn it, that surnamed Zhuang is quite capable, so I got it done so quickly!"

"Don't look at hot searches online, those people are so ugly, ignore them, a bunch of keyboard warriors!"

"Actually they were right."

Xu Xizhou didn't mind at all. Racing is a world where speed is king. Money can play a role in a short period of time, but the final result still depends on the ability and talent of the racer.

"The harder they scold now, the more exciting the reversal will be, isn't it?"

"Your attitude, I really convinced you."

After chatting with Wang Miao, Xu Xizhou received several calls, all congratulating him on his return to the track.

After he was kicked out of the Lu family in his last life, he has been participating in some humble small rally and commercial events in China, and even deliberately let the second place surpass him several times for money. He never thought he would be able to return to F2 one day.

He pushed open the window and took a deep breath in the bright sunshine of southern France.

The official signing with Lightning was the afternoon of the next day, and everything went smoothly. Joseph took him and Zhuang Jingchun around Lightning's workshop.

When he walked out of the office building, Xu Xizhou suddenly remembered something.

"Is your father not in France? I don't seem to have seen him."

"He is at the Paris headquarters and should be back in the next two days."

Xu Xizhou remembered that the Zhuang family also had a factory in Lyon. In his last life, apart from driving, he didn't care about the craftsmanship of racing cars. However, in this life, he suddenly felt that he could not be confined to the track. In order to better control the performance of the racing cars, he had to learn more things.

"Can I visit Zhuang's factory?"

Those obsidian-like eyes stared straight at him, full of anticipation.

Zhuang Jingchun found it difficult to refuse such a pair of eyes.

"I'm just going to inspect, okay?"

Zhuang's factory covers an area larger than Xu Xizhou imagined, and the office building is all glass, built beside a beautiful lake. The white factory building is built around the hillside, and the whole building has a post-modern fluency.