Speed ​​God

Chapter 19 Daring Adventure
"Wow."

Todd had barely sat down on the sofa, and before he even had time to straighten his suit jacket, Marchionne couldn't help but gasp.

His tone revealed a heartfelt joy, like a child seeing their favorite toy.

Despite being a powerful figure at the pinnacle of his industry, he still retains a youthful spirit, and perhaps it is this passion that enables him to repeatedly create miracles in adversity.

"Let's keep him here."

Just an hour ago, it was Marchionne who advised Todt to stay calm, but now the roles are reversed, and Marchionne is showing a rare sign of anxiety.

"He has something about him that I don't know how to describe accurately."

Marchionne paced back and forth in the room, lost in his own thoughts.

"It's not an instinct to anticipate danger, but a courage to explore the limits. Like walking on a tightrope at high altitude, the audience below can't help but hold their breath, yet they can't stop watching, curious about what will happen next."

"So, was this the feeling you had when you watched Senna's race cars back then?"

Marchionne looked at Todd, asking for his opinion with his eyes.

Todd, however, seemed unhurried, savoring his tea. Even though he didn't have any coffee in his hand, he continued slowly and deliberately, appearing to thoroughly enjoy the moment. "Are you sure?" he asked.

"I'm not sure," Marchionne replied crisply.

Todd: ...

Marchionne: "But I'm sure we can't miss this opportunity, or we'll regret it one hundred percent."

Todt finally spoke, but his tone was more serious than usual, "Sergio, you should know that simulator tests have limited reference value, because real cars are two different things. We haven't even put him on the track yet."

"Moreover, we just tested the F4 mode, not even the F3 mode."

"You should know that moving from F4 to F3 is not just about gaining an extra hundred horsepower. Every year, countless young people stumble at the threshold of aerodynamics."

"Going up from F3 to F2, and from F2 to F1, it's another long and arduous journey."

Now, Marchionne didn't rush to refute. He just quietly looked at Todd, the smile on his lips gradually rising and falling into his eyes.

Todd looked slightly exasperated. "What's wrong?"

Marchionne smiled. "Actually, you already agree with me in your heart."

Todd: ...

Marchionne: "Isn't this the purpose of the catfish effect? ​​To disrupt the balance and create chaos."

"Of course I know that F4 is nothing, and simulators are not real race cars, but we have never just been searching for a genius, let."

"Even if he eventually fades into obscurity, our decision to keep him today is enough to cause a stir throughout the entire youth training academy. What do you think of the young people's reaction?"

"Can they still sit still?"

"certainly--"

Marchionne paused, his eyes shining brightly, showing no signs of aging.

"What if he really is the born driver we've been waiting for?"

“Jean, you wouldn’t want to see him wearing a silver or blue racing suit in the future, would you?”

Todd waved his hands repeatedly to distance himself, saying, "I need to remain neutral."

As the president of the FIA, it's not against the rules for him to offer some ideas on the Ferrari youth academy's development based on personal relationships, and people wouldn't say much about it if they knew.

However, if he interferes in driver transfers, his time as chairman may be over.

Marchionne grinned, not bothering to expose Todt's accusation. "Ferrari's future still depends on the young guys. We can't keep relying on external forces. Times have changed, and we need to build our own system." Todt didn't respond; he wasn't going to interfere in Ferrari's internal affairs. "But, Sergio, even if you're willing, it depends on that kid's wishes."

Marchionne was taken aback. "This is Ferrari. Which racing driver wouldn't want to join Ferrari?"

Todd raised an eyebrow slightly. "A team that hasn't won a championship in eight years?"

Marchionne rolled his eyes.

Todd chuckled. "The point is, this kid is different; he has no interest in Formula One racing."

Then, Todd revealed that he had "kidnapped" Lu Zhizhou with a check.

Marchionne's expression was priceless.

Todd leaned back in his chair with a boneless air, enjoying the spectacle. "You should have noticed that he was ready to leave as soon as the tryout ended, without any hesitation. If you want to keep him, you'll probably have to put in some effort."

"Simply using catfish to create chaos is one thing; truly recognizing and utilizing talent, and making a comprehensive and far-sighted plan, is another."

"This is a high-stakes gamble, and taking risks means facing risks, but you need to decide how much you want to bet?"

A brief silence fell over the office as the two bigwigs' thoughts collided.

But clearly, Todd's plan had worked, and the whole of Maranello was thrown into turmoil.

A street racer from Asia, escorted by big names Marchionne and Todt, not only made an exception to participate in Ferrari's trial training, but also only tested the simulator's F4 mode for a mere hour, without even participating in a real car test. Marchionne was already amazed!
He was exceptionally selected for the youth training academy!
This driver has already stirred up a storm even before entering the academy, acting like a Ferrari prince. Once he officially enters the academy, will there be any room for other students to survive? Will all the resources be poured into him, leaving others to pick and choose from his leftovers?

Damn it, is this kid Todd's illegitimate child that he's keeping from his fiancée?

When Alessi returned from her morning run and heard the devastating news, she was stunned and stood frozen in place.

No one understands the power of nepotism and capital in the world of motorsports better than him, because he himself entered Ferrari by relying on this power.

His father is none other than the renowned F1 driver Jean Alessi.

In fact, Jean Alesi never won the Drivers' World Championship in his professional career; his best results were only two third-place finishes at the end of the year, which can hardly be described as glorious.

But his unruly driving style and charming personality won him countless fans, and also helped him build strong connections within the racing teams he worked for.

Ferrari. Benetton. Sauber.

The son follows in his father's footsteps.

Therefore, when Giuliano Alessi chose to enter the world of motorsports, Jean Alessi's connections and resources paved a golden road for him.

It was through his father's guarantee and recommendation that Alessi was able to enter the Ferrari youth academy and receive the best resources and training there.

Now, the "Todd illegitimate son" has been exceptionally selected, receiving a unique attitude and treatment that easily surpasses Alessi's. Does this mean that Alessi's good days are over?

Frustrated, angry, frustrated, and irritable, Alessi couldn't accurately describe his feelings. He only felt a ball of fire raging in his chest, and he turned around angrily, running wildly around the base.

at last!

Alessi found the illegitimate child—

A strange Asian face, looking like a middle school student, was absolutely impossible to mistake.

Alessi quickly scanned the area. There was no one else around the Asian boy; he was all alone. He quickened his pace and started running like a runaway train, his voice booming out of control.

“Go back to where you came from, you bastard. This is not a place for a country bumpkin like you to just walk in.”

Baster, bastard, illegitimate child, asshole, a highly insulting and derogatory term, unleashed with a torrent of fury.

　Dear readers, updates will be a little slower during the new book period. There will be a surge of updates and extra chapters after the book is officially released. But for now, I sincerely hope that you will continue to read the book. Thank you!
　　
　
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