Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant

  Chapter 291 Preparations for the event

An Feng originally planned to build the track for private use, but the money invested in it has grown bigger and bigger. In fact, it is absolutely impossible for him to have time to come to the track every day. As a busy and lazy rich man, he can come three times a month. He is powerful, and the operating cost of such a huge racetrack is not low.

   Most importantly, his sports car museum would be useless if it wasn't open - for whom?

   "We need to host auto events and maintain operations." An Feng said.

Robert was not surprised and gave professional advice: "Based on the standard of F1 track, it is enough to host most of the world's events. Compared with other long-used tracks in the United States, there have been equipment damage and road deposition. The equipment is top-notch.”

  An Feng asked: "What do you think is the chance of applying for the F1 American Grand Prix next year?"

Robert said: "There is still hope, but we need to communicate with the local government first, because F1 is the world's top event, a sport alongside the World Cup and the Olympics, so hosting F1 will have a promotional effect on both tourism development and the promotion of the city's popularity .”

  To give the simplest example, an F1 event takes three days from warm-up to qualifying and then to the official race. Generally, there will be 100,000 spectators, and there will be nearly 200,000 spectators. And within these three days, each viewer spends an average of US$1,000, which can bring in US$100 million in tourism revenue.

  F1 races bring more than superficial consumption income. More than 1.5 billion people around the world watch F1 races through live broadcast or broadcast. For the city or racetrack that hosts F1, it is an excellent opportunity to promote the image, and if it is not done, it will increase its reputation.

  Joanna said: "Being able to undertake an F1, the cost should be recovered a lot, right?"

Robert nodded: "If you can do business, you can even make a fortune in other aspects through a game. But this kind of situation mostly happens in big cities. To be honest, we are a bit far away here, and the urban population is not large enough. The effect is not very good.”

  An Feng said: "It's not bad to be able to subtract and not divide the operating costs."

Robert said: "As long as the car race is held every year, the racing track will have income. Not only F1, Moto GP and WTCC are also world-class races. You can also consider Indycar races, or some car brand racing events, which are open to paid. Racing enthusiasts and more.”

  An Feng asked: "What are the requirements for bidding to host these events?"

"There are still some conditions. For example, the FIA ​​(International Automobile Federation) needs to inspect the track for auto races, and they can only be held after successful acceptance. Tracks that are not accepted by the FIA ​​cannot hold world-class events. In addition, the FIA ​​will also evaluate bids. The general situation of the location."

   "This is a requirement for the local government." An Feng said.

  “So I suggest actively communicating with the government and trying to create conditions for bidding for large-scale events.” Robert said.

   "Let's leave it to you to do it. If F1 doesn't work, then MotoGP. If it doesn't work, come to the United States. I feel good about Indycar racing!"

   "I will do it." Robert said, "In fact, we are a new track with top conditions in all aspects, and the probability of being favored is very high."

   "That's good." An Feng nodded, "Also, I want to hold a sports car party and an amateur competition to promote it when the racing track is put into use."

   "That's no problem, the racetrack will be operational in three days at the earliest." Robert said.

"Don't worry, I have to inform my friends. Just in ten days, choose a weekend, the ticket fee will be waived, and there will be a charity competition with big prizes. The prize money for the top three... two million dollars, this sum The money will go to charity in the driver's name, what do you think?"

   "Of course it's the most appropriate. I'm afraid all TV stations will come." Robert said.

  …

   With ten days left, An Feng began to contact friends.

  His friends are widely distributed, and his friends have more friends. After Roger learned about this, he said that he would send his Maserati MC12 to the exhibition and drive it to participate in an amateur race. He can also find more friends, even a car dealer.

  An Feng was speechless: "You might as well ask them to bring all the new cars and sell the cars by the way."

   "That's fine too." Roger said with all his might.

"I'm very serious about discussing things with you." An Feng emphasized, "Don't call those guys who can only pick up girls with sports cars, but their hands shake when they drive 200. I need friends who have certain skills and like cars, and put the overall quality into consideration. Improve, we are going to the track, you know?"

   "No problem, I will support you when the time comes." Roger promised.

   "There is another lottery. The top three in the race will donate to charity in their name by the racing track, totaling two million dollars."

   "It's better to have a reward! I'm already looking forward to it!" Roger said.

  Hung up the phone, An Feng went to inform other people, many people sold his face, saying that the top collection would be delivered by then. According to the statistics after the fact, they are all top models that cannot be seen on the road and are rarely seen at auto shows. They are limited in the world and are silently digested by the rich.

  …

   Two days before the party, Wang Le and his wife arrived.

  An Feng invited them into the room: "It's so early? Didn't you remember the time wrong?"

   "Will you not be welcome if you come earlier?" Wang Le couldn't stop talking, "Are you afraid that I will make you poor, and then steal all the wine in your house?"

  An Feng was speechless to him: "It's open for you to drink, but you can't finish it. You're the one who cries after drinking it. Believe it or not?"

   "Trust!" Wang Le smiled and sat down, crossing his legs, "Brother is the shareholder of the winery, and now I bring the shareholder's wife here to inspect the work."

  An Feng threw a bottle of drink to him, and said: "To put it bluntly, patrolling is just basking in the sun. If you have energy, you might as well do something more meaningful."

   "Speak." Wang Le unscrewed the lid.

  An Feng said: "Follow me to the racing track, it's a very exciting and manly sport!"

  Wang Le was full of interest after hearing this: "Okay, I just want to go to practice. I will also play the day after tomorrow. I have to be familiar with the track."

   "No problem." An Feng smiled, "It's open for practice these days."

Joanna stopped Lisa: "The racing track is empty and there are not many people. It's boring. Stay with me for a beauty treatment? I've made an appointment with a professional SPA technician. Instead of going to bask in the sun and smell the smell of gasoline for hours, Why don't you enjoy a three-hour quiet afternoon with me?"

   "I like this!" Lisa was abducted by a few words.

   After lunch, An Feng and Wang Le set off. An Feng drove out the McLaren P1 that was ready to go to the battlefield today, and Wang Le's Porsche 911 followed. So far, his garage has been emptied, and the sports cars that are not usually used have been transferred to the car museum for professional maintenance.

   It takes about ten minutes to go to the racetrack by helicopter, but it takes time to drive, about 80 to 90 kilometers. Fortunately, the road condition is good. It takes an hour to reach the racetrack after passing through several cities. Then drive into the racetrack through the dedicated passage and stop in the maintenance area.

  Among the friends An Feng invited, some were very professional, such as Duke who used to play NASCAR, Rally car driver Howard, and other enthusiasts. At present, there are six or seven cars running on the track, and they are practicing and familiarizing themselves with the track, and are preparing to appear in the advanced group the day after tomorrow.

  The day after tomorrow will be divided into three groups, classified according to the type of vehicle and the level of the driver. For example, the V12 Ferrari F12 must not be in the same group as the V8 458. This is an unfair duel. It is impossible for drivers like Duke who have played professional racing to team up with drivers who have not been on the track a few times.

  An Feng got off the car and said to Wang Le: "Sit in my co-pilot first, familiarize yourself with the road conditions?"

  Wang Le knows his level, and his goal is the junior competition, so he nodded: "Okay, let me see how professional you are."

   "Be careful not to pee your pants!" An Feng said with a smile.

   "Damn!" Wang Le pointed his **** at him.

  The two received their helmets in the maintenance area, and they had to listen to safety education, but when the staff saw that it was the boss, they automatically ignored it.

   Wearing a helmet and getting into the car, Wang Le is holding a handheld camera.

   "Still taking pictures?" An Feng asked.

   "Take it back and show off, you have to act professional for me, and I'll tell you that Vettel is next to me!" Wang Le's real purpose was exposed.

  An Feng laughed, how could Vettel have time to drive a sports car...

  Start the car, leave the maintenance area after getting the signal, drive into the track, and run with the car in front.

After a few laps, An Feng officially entered the state. He canceled all electronic assistance and only kept ABS. He has run more than a hundred laps on the track in the past few days. He is already very skilled in details, so he showed his hand and let other friends take a look. , How is the racing on the track.

  After 10 consecutive laps, An Feng not only received a lot of excitement and Wang Le's screams, but his fastest lap time was 1 minute and 45 seconds, currently ranked third. The first place in the lap is 1 minute and 39 seconds held by Duke, but how to say... This guy drives a track car: Ferrari 599XX.

  Stopped in the maintenance area to replenish fuel, An Feng and Wang Le got out of the car to adjust.

   The second place in the lap is a Ferrari F12. It is obvious that it has been lightweight modified. The side skirts and rear spoiler are all carbon fiber. The original four exhausts have now become two square ones. When he stopped beside them, he slammed the gas pedal twice, An Feng looked up to see who was provoking him.

  The car door opened, and Howard walked out after selling it to his niche sports car owner last time.

  An Feng recognized him, stepped forward to give him a high-five, gave him a hug, and said, "I thought someone took the second place, so it was you."

  Howard said: "The first is Duke. It seems that we have to continue to stage the scene in Monterey the day after tomorrow. Bruce, meet the challenge!"

   "Duke cheated!" An Feng shook his head, "This guy drove the car!"

   "I also protested just now. He argued that he only has 599XX, which is an advanced modification of Evo." Howard was also speechless to Duke.

  An Feng laughed a few times, and then introduced Wang Le: "This is my friend, Jim. Jim, that's Howard, a professional rally driver."

  Wang Le greeted him.

  Howard said: "I ran a few laps with you, and I'm in good shape!"

   After drinking a few sips of mineral water, An Feng said, "I think it's okay. If we conduct a separate test, the lap time will be better."

   "A layman feels that you are against the sky." Wang Le said, just now he sat in the co-pilot and experienced the terrifying first-person vision of a racing driver.

  An Feng said: "You won't be afraid to drive by yourself, and the performance of the P1 is outstanding. If you change to this car, you can also play like this."

   "I hope." Wang Le felt a little comforted.

  (end of this chapter)