In fact, when you possess immense wealth, many people will simply choose to 'lie flat,' losing the motivation to continue striving.
Moreover, with his family's substantial financial resources,
even if he didn't become a racing driver, he could be like the other Second-generation rich present, spending every day eating, drinking, and playing, just waiting for death.
There was absolutely no need for him to stay on the training ground day and night, training so hard.
Furthermore, just as Jiang Cheng said,
the risks faced by racing drivers are extremely high, especially during straight-line acceleration, where speeds can even reach over three hundred kilometers per hour.
A slight lapse in concentration could cost one their life.
If not for a genuine love for motorsports, Zhou Guanyu really didn't need to work so hard in this field... After the two of them chatted briefly, more and more Second-generation rich came forward to take photos with Zhou Guanyu.
Although they belonged to the same Second-generation rich group, becoming a professional driver like Zhou Guanyu required not only strong financial support but also immense talent and skill.
For these wealthy children who were passionate about motorsports, they were full of respect and very humble and polite towards Zhou Guanyu.
After all, this heavy sense of national honor was something he had fought for on behalf of everyone through his unremitting efforts.
As the time for the race approached, Qin Fen turned to Jiang Cheng and explained, "The first lap is just for everyone to warm up and adapt to the atmosphere of the venue. Next, there will be various types of races for everyone to freely sign up for. It's basically an arrangement like this."
Jiang Cheng nodded slightly, a look of understanding appearing on his face.
He had experienced this racing format last time with Qi Yuan and the others.
Moreover, the racetrack they were at was still the same familiar one from before.
However, unlike last time, everyone was not driving vehicles provided by the porsche Experience Center, but the various supercars they usually drove.
This way, in terms of 0 to 100 acceleration performance, the gap between them would undoubtedly be magnified significantly.
After Qin Fen finished speaking, he picked up the megaphone in his hand and shouted loudly to everyone, "Let me say something first. I checked and found that the donations from the previous activity's race were all donated to the nursing home in Jing'an District. Therefore, for the charity funds generated by this activity, we plan to donate the full amount to the orphanages in Shanghai."
Then, he continued to add, "Regarding this race, we have set a registration fee threshold of five thousand yuan. The first-place winner does not need to pay this registration fee, while the registration fees of other participants will be used entirely for charity. In addition, there is no limit on the number of times you can register!"
At this moment, several serious-looking staff members from the Notary Office dressed in formal wear stepped onto the scene.
"We invite the personnel from the Notary Office to come and count. Every fee is guaranteed to be open, fair, and just. After the competition, these fees will be placed in the charity organization we recently established, striving to ensure that every penny donated by everyone is actually used for children in need."
Seeing this, Qiao Yinyin immediately broadcasted this scene as well.
Seeing this scene, the live stream room exploded again. Various bullet chats emerged like a tide.
"Holy crap! You actually have to pay to participate in a club race!"
"No way, are these Second-generation rich so caring? Five thousand yuan just to run a race, is money really that cheap in their eyes?"
"To the person above, you have to start hating every second, don't you? Your focus is very strange; the payment is for charity."
"I'm envious. Five thousand yuan is my monthly salary, but I can't hate on this activity. Playing is playing, but it's positive energy, I can't bring myself to curse it."
For a time, everyone felt both novelty and respect for this unique race format and donation method.
Although some expressed surprise or even doubt, more viewers gave their understanding and praise.
Although such an activity was indeed luxurious, since the final result could make a contribution to society, what else could they say... Unlike the surprise of the netizens, the people present seemed to be very familiar with the situation.
Everyone drove their cars onto the track in an orderly fashion for a warm-up lap.
Accompanied by Jiang Cheng, Qiao Yinyin also familiarly placed her phone on the stand, then got into the car and began the warm-up exercise.
As soon as she sat in the car, Qiao Yinyin asked Jiang Cheng, "Hu... Boss, don't you need to warm up??"
"Who said I don't need to?? But not right now."
After saying that, Jiang Cheng pulled Qiao Yinyin over, and the two of them did something secretly in the car.
"No way, are they 'driving' right in front of our faces?"
"Damn, I seem to hear some strange sounds. Oh, so it turns out the 'five-finger girlfriend' can't hold back."
"Sister Qiao? Why is your neck stretched to the side? Let me see what you're doing??"
"Wuu wuu wuu, Great Poseidon, don't stick out your tongue. I'm afraid Sister Qiao won't be able to take it, my heart aches."
"Great Poseidon, suck slower, don't hurt Sister Qiao."
...Unlike the onlookers in front of the screen who were just watching the fun and constantly sending bullet chats,
Zhou Guanyu stood quietly to the side, watching everyone start their cars.
His eyes seemed to be searching for something.
When he turned his head, he suddenly made a discovery.
When Qiao Yinyin affectionately took Jiang Cheng's arm and got into the porsche 911, the expression on his face suddenly stiffened.
However, when they got into the car, for some reason, the two of them soon kissed.
At this moment, a flash of undisguisable disappointment and loneliness crossed Zhou Guanyu's face.
But this emotion didn't last long. After just a few seconds, he directly shifted his gaze.
He very decisively ended this brief daydream.
After about ten seconds, Qiao Yinyin straightened up with a face full of bashfulness.
Seeing the various comments rolling across the bullet chat, Qiao Yinyin chose to turn a blind eye.
Then, without hesitation, she stepped on the accelerator and began to join the warm-up army.
In the following several rounds of races, Qiao Yinyin actively participated. However, in the first few rounds, everyone just ran symbolically and no one showed a very serious attitude, treating it as paying charity fees.
Jiang Cheng always sat steadily in the passenger seat.
After round after round of competition, Qiao Yinyin successfully sent out multiple charity funds.
Subsequently, she finally switched to the passenger seat of the lamborghini reventón.
The fifth round of the free-for-all was exceptionally exciting and attracted many contestants.
Even Zhou Guanyu, who had not appeared before, drove a professional racing car provided by porsche onto the track.
Since he was not yet 18 years old, according to the regulations, he could not drive an ordinary vehicle onto the track.
In this round of the race, a total of twelve people participated.
This included Qi Yuan, Qin Fen, Wang Zheng, and others.
These people were all familiar with each other and even reminded each other to pay attention to safety before the race.
Although they spoke lightly, once they reached the starting line, everyone immediately showed a certain desire to win.
However, the gap in strength between a professional driver and an ordinary person was too obvious.
In just a short ten seconds or so, most of the cars had been left far behind.
At this time, only Jiang Cheng consistently maintained the distance with Zhou Guanyu.
By now, the car speed had already soared to 180 mph. Qiao Yinyin looked at the scenery flashing past her eyes, so nervous that her left hand tightly gripped the seatbelt in front of her chest.
She asked Jiang Cheng in a trembling voice, "Hubby, isn't this a bit too fast... I..."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng glanced at Qiao Yinyin quickly: "Is it that you can't take it?"
After all, some Girls might not be able to withstand the thrill brought by such high speeds.
High speed means the bumps of the whole person are also fast.
Bumping makes it easy for hypoxia to occur.
Coupled with the Girls being too delicate, once they lack oxygen, they tend to pant.