Otherworldly Singer: Pure-hearted Wolves and Fiery Love

Zhou Qiqi took the document Zhang Jie handed her and looked at it, frowning repeatedly under the umbrella Zhang Jie was holding up.

"The business here has been lagging behind for the past six years. Maintenance costs this much every year? Hmm, at least ten million!?"

The manager remained calm and said, "Miss, the venue is cleaned daily. This is a racing track with strict safety inspection procedures. Drifting, Formula racing, and other races can all be held here. The uphill and downhill sections and curves require special maintenance. We regularly clean the guardrails, grass, and make platforms for the cars on the side. The medical area also undergoes strict daily maintenance."

"Racing track maintenance involves many aspects, including but not limited to facility cleaning and maintenance, safety equipment inspection and replacement, environmental protection measures, and employee training."

"The track surface needs to be inspected regularly to ensure there are no cracks, dents, or other damage, and repairs should be made promptly to prevent accidents during high-speed racing. The spectator seats should be inspected regularly to ensure they are stable and undamaged, guaranteeing comfort and safety. First aid equipment such as first aid kits, stretchers, and defibrillators need to be inspected regularly to ensure they are complete and usable in emergencies. Firefighting equipment such as fire extinguishers should be adequately provided on the track and in the pit area, and should be regularly inspected and maintained to ensure proper pressure and unobstructed nozzles..."

It does sound like it requires a lot of maintenance.

The costs of commercial water, electricity, and gas consumption generated by the land, as well as the expenses of hiring staff, make daily expenses quite high.

In addition, everything here is carried out according to the high standards left by Zhou Laosan.

The staff and the equipment are both excellent...

Such a large expense per year is indeed quite normal.

Zhou Qiqi ground her back teeth, feeling a bit sore: "Let's go to my dad's garage. I want to see the cars he left behind."

The manager's smile remained unchanged: "Yes, Miss, please follow me."

Zhou Qiqi glanced at the manager.

To be honest, this manager is indeed a highly qualified professional.

Zhou Mian hired him to manage the club. Although he did not increase the operating income, he had a clear understanding of all the professional knowledge and his personal professional conduct was excellent.

Zhou Qiqi looked down at the report.

The club started operating the landslide six years ago.

At that time, Zhou Laosan had only been dead for a year.

Because of Zhou Laosan's death, the racing team that the club was supporting was on the verge of disbanding. Several members were poached by other clubs, and the team was wiped out in less than half a year.

Zhou Qiyuan had no interest in managing the social scene here, so the club gradually lost its regular customers.

Only on dates close to certain racing events will some owners come and book the venue for racing training.

Although the revenue was substantial, in recent years other clubs have started offering new racing services that were not available here, leading to a more severe loss of customers.

Until the last two years, the amount of money coming in has not been able to keep up with the club's expenses.

It's only natural that Zhou Mian and his group want to close the club.

Qin Ye spoke kindly to Zhou Qiqi from the side: "The scale here is fantastic. I feel that if we can host more competitions here, it should help the club regain its vitality."

Upon hearing this, the manager bowed and smiled elegantly, "Young Master Qin's idea is excellent! It's just that my young master and the heads of the family are unwilling to manage it, which is a real headache for me." He flattered, "If Miss and Young Master Qin are interested, they can try to set this up!"

Zhou Qiqi did not speak.

Qin Ye wasn't sure what she was thinking, so he said, "I don't know much about racing. If I'm interested in getting involved, I'll probably have to go back and do some research before I dare to get involved."

Seeing that Zhou Qiqi remained silent, Uncle Wu tried to lighten the mood: "Young Master Qin is very kind. If our young lady wants to tidy up this place, we will have to ask you to take care of it."

Qin Ye smiled and said, "Uncle Wu, you're too kind."

Uncle Wei followed Qin Ye on the tour and noticed that Zhou Qiqi kept flipping through the documents. He guessed that this Miss Zhou might really want to revitalize this place.

He was wondering whether he should tell General Qin Xuan that with the Qin family's resources, securing the hosting rights for an event and cultivating a good relationship with Miss Zhou would be quite easy.

"This is a confidential garage left by the boss, and this is the key. Since we do not have access, Miss, please open it yourself."

The manager respectfully presented the keys.

Zhou Qiqi took it, then turned to everyone and said, "Please wait outside, Sister Zhang, come in with me."

***

Xiao Xinghe had a good sleep, packed his things, and went out lightly.

He knocked on the door of the room next door.

Thump, thump thump thump, thump thump, slap.

They knocked on the door in such a rhythmic, repetitive manner.

A dark figure darted past through the peephole of the gate.

The girl who opened the door breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Xiao Xinghe was unharmed.

"Where's Mom?" Xiao Xinghe asked as he went inside.

The girl pursed her lips and moved aside. After he closed the door, she whispered, "Mom is sewing."