When Song Yi arrived at the hospital, Song Botao had not yet woken up. He was still in the anesthetic period after surgery.
"Chairman, it was A Dong who did it."
In another hospital room, Song Yi stood by the bedside of one of Song Botao's bodyguards.
The bodyguard in bed had both arms wrapped in bandages and his leg was elevated high, looking as miserable as possible.
As Song Botao's personal bodyguard, he had naturally received special treatment from A Dong. This leg was essentially ruined.
Looking at the miserable state of the bodyguard in bed, Song Yi let out a sigh, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said,
"What has he been doing these past few days? Report to me in detail."
As Song Botao's personal bodyguard, he was naturally one of Song Yi's confidants.
"Forming a racing team?"
Song Yi already knew about the previous collaboration with Wei Shaoting, but he didn't quite understand this "forming a racing team." However, he guessed it was definitely related to that kid from the Lin family.
"Young Master wants to target the Lin family's young master through the racing team."
The bodyguard in bed continued, his voice a little weak.
"Foolish!"
Hearing this, Song Yi snorted. He had thought of this method himself back when the event in Monaco ended and had almost implemented it.
He didn't expect his own son to be doing the same thing.
"No, Chairman, Young Master has found a driver."
The bodyguard in bed spoke with difficulty. After all, he had just woken up from surgery and was still very weak.
"Found a driver?"
Upon hearing this, Song Yi's eyes showed a hint of surprise. The reason this plan hadn't proceeded back then was precisely because they hadn't found a suitable driver.
Regardless of whether others were willing to take the risk, you first couldn't find a driver.
There were only so many drivers who could participate in such competitions, and most of them were signed by major teams. It was extremely difficult to poach someone.
"Yes, recently a skilled driver from the top league was fired. Young Master has already sent people to contact him, but they didn't mention targeting the Lin family, fearing rejection."
The bodyguard continued.
Hearing this, a faint glint appeared in Song Yi's eyes. A skilled driver? Then this plan might actually be feasible. Gradually, the glint in Song Yi's eyes was replaced by a hint of ruthlessness.
The Lin family had been the boss for so many years; it was time for their Song family to take over.
At this time, the Wei family was in decline, and the Leng family's business was struggling. As long as the Lin family was brought down, their Song family would truly be the number one family.
"Chairman, Young Master is awake."
...
The next morning, Lin Yan woke up at a little past five and started doing push-ups on the ground. He couldn't slack off on his training.
After training until six-thirty in the morning, Lin Yan took a shower, changed his clothes, and came out of his room.
They were scheduled to depart at eight o'clock today and should arrive back in Kyoto around eleven. After lunch, he would take Su Mojin back to school, and in the afternoon, Lin Yan planned to visit the construction site.
As Lin Yan came out, the door next to him also opened.
Today, Su Mojin was wearing a white tracksuit. These were her own clothes, not among the ones Lin Yan had bought for her before.
"Good morning!"
"Why aren't you wearing the clothes I bought for you?"
Lin Yan spoke in a questioning tone. He had brought several sets of clothes for Su Mojin when he left.
"They're too expensive, I don't feel right wearing them..."
Su Mojin said softly. She genuinely felt that way. Just like staying in such a high-end hotel, perhaps others' first impression was luxury and comfort, but her first impression was awkwardness.
"Quick, go in and change before coming out."
Lin Yan turned and pushed Su Mojin back into the room. This wouldn't do; he had to help Su Mojin gradually adapt to this kind of life.
If she was with him, she naturally had to eat well and use good things. What else was money for? Not wearing what you bought was a waste.
"Ah?"
Finally, under Lin Yan's insistence, Su Mojin returned to the room and changed into a sky-blue dress. Seeing her in it, Lin Yan nodded in satisfaction. She looked much more pleasing to the eye.
"Alright, let's go."
Although Su Mojin felt a bit awkward wearing this outfit, Lin Yan thought it looked good, so she would wear it.
The two entered the elevator.
Downstairs, Lin Yan noticed that everyone except Zhang Mingzhi looked listless, probably because they had partied too late last night.
"Why are you so sluggish too?"
Seeing Venares also looking listless, Lin Yan walked over and patted his arm.
He hadn't gone yesterday, so why did he look like this?
"I... I'm working..."
Venares said, but it was clear that this was not very credible.
"Don't forget to perform your act when we get back!"
Venares: ...
After breakfast, everyone set off for the airport. Lin Yan thoughtfully handed Su Mojin's suitcase to Li Wei.
They arrived back in Kyoto precisely at eleven o'clock.
The McLaren Senna was still parked at the airport entrance. After getting into the car, Lin Yan glanced at his watch. After a meal, he should still be able to make it to his afternoon classes.
He had booked a meal at the Jialin Hotel for this morning and could go directly there for lunch.
Starting the car, Lin Yan stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove out of the parking spot.
"Pat pat..."
However, as soon as the car started and moved a few feet forward, a strange noise came from the front of the car.
It sounded like metal objects rubbing against the ground.
Hmm?
Hearing the noise, Lin Yan had a premonition of something bad.
He asked Su Mojin to stay in the car while he got out to see what was going on.
When he reached the front of the McLaren Senna, Lin Yan indeed found that the front lip of his car was bent askew, and the right front corner was dented a small bit. Due to the low chassis, this dent had scraped against the ground.
It was hit even while parked here?
How unlucky could one be? Lin Yan was truly speechless. Why were his cars always having problems?
If it were anything else, it would be fine, but Lin Yan would feel heartbroken if his car was damaged. It wasn't just about money.
Zhang Mingzhi and the others were still nearby, queuing to board the bus. Seeing Lin Yan wave at him,
Zhang Mingzhi hurried over.
"What's wrong, Young Master?"
"Contact the airport officials and review the surveillance footage to see what happened."
Lin Yan said helplessly. It was truly bad luck. It was hit even while parked in the lot. After this thing got crooked, it sagged onto the ground.
The car couldn't be driven for now, so Lin Yan and Su Mojin had to get out.
He asked the others to go ahead, while Zhang Mingzhi stayed behind to handle this matter.
"Li Wei, drive her to Kyoto University."
A car worth over twenty million was hit. Lin Yan, as the owner, had to stay. Besides, he also wanted to see who had hit his car like this and then fled. At least they could have left a note.
"This..."
Li Wei hesitated. Young Master Lin had told him to stay by Lin Yan's side at all times.
Moreover, there was only one car now. If he drove it away, it would take at least over an hour to get to Kyoto University and back. What if something happened during that time?