Since their boss came back from Beijing, the mood at Monsoon Technology has been particularly low. It seems as if there is a dark cloud hanging over everyone's head, with thunder and rain from time to time.
Monsoon has lost almost all its orders in North America. Now that Xunfeng's production line has been suspended, the only way to recover the losses is to come up with new products.
It’s all because the new products of SL and Monsoon Nine Imaging have had too great an impact on the market.
At the regular meeting, everyone was outraged.
"That's too much. He actually plagiarized Xunfeng!"
"The M countrymen protect their own enterprises, but they didn't even accept the intellectual property complaint we filed."
"I think they were the ones who disrupted the tour show!"
"Calm down." Ji Shiyi didn't care. "In this world, only top products deserve to be copied. Just like Q×× copied ICQ, Wei×× copied MSN for mobile phones. The copied technologies were all top technologies at the time."
"But boss, ICQ and MSN both went bankrupt in the end... Oh, what are you doing!"
Under the table, Assistant Ma kicked the man hard, then turned to Ji Shiyi with a smile on his face.
"Boss, please continue..."
Ji Shiyi dimmed the lights in the conference room. The flight records of W Flying Club were displayed on the screen. It was completely different from the previous Monsoon products that pursued stability and image quality. The sports camera captured fast-paced images that made people excited.
"Everyone, the next product that Jifeng will make is a small drone that combines aerial photography and racing." Ji Shiyi projected the 3D image of the design on the screen, "Let's call it Little Jifeng."
The prototypes of all of Jifeng's drones were designed by Ji Shiyi, but this time the technicians present looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Boss, how much do you want to sell this for?" someone asked.
“Half the price of SL’s competitors.”
Everyone's eyes widened. How much is that? Small drones are cheaper than aerial photography machines. Are you planning to sell diamonds as glass?
"I lose money on every unit I sell. Sooner or later, the company will go bankrupt... Who, who kicked me out?"
Ji Shiyi ignored other people's objections, as he had the final say over Ji Feng.
"You don't need to worry about whether it's a loss or not. Someone will naturally give me the money." Ji Shiyi looked at the technical department, "According to my design, how long will it take to develop a prototype machine?"
The chief engineer of the technical department discussed it with his subordinates, and finally looked at the boss uncertainly: "Five months..."
"Um?"
"Three months!"
"I'll give you 30 days. If you can't do it, get out!" Ji Shiyi then looked at the media director and asked, "How is the negotiation on the broadcasting rights for the league games going?"
At this moment, the woman who had been kicked twice by Assistant Ma, wearing thick glasses and looking like a nun Miejue, suddenly stood up.
"We have already bought the exclusive domestic broadcasting rights. They declined the sponsorship and would not sell it even if they were offered money. I think we should just forget it. The company is facing losses now, so we should not give them money."
"Hey, how can you talk like that?" Assistant Ma couldn't kick her, so he stood up anxiously.
"By the way, let me introduce you, this is Eva." Ji Shiyi said, "Eva is the special assistant I hired, and she will replace Hu Chaoqun."
"What?" Assistant Ma was extremely surprised. He flattered her so much but was only an assistant, while this sharp-tongued woman was promoted to the vice president's level as a special assistant. Was this fair?
"I've done some research. Maybe it's because the viewing effect is too poor. The drone racing championship has never been popular in recent years. It is mainly supported by global manufacturers, mainly SL, and has been losing money for years. It is more of a charity event for enthusiasts than a professional competition. Charity activities do not require a lot of sponsorship, so the championship committee has considered doing this." Eva added.
"Try to raise the stakes." Ji Shiyi believes that there is no problem that cannot be solved with money. The only difference is how much money is involved.
However, there was also a group of people who made Ji Shiyi, who was good at using money to slap people in the face, taste the bitterness of failure.
In the afternoon, Assistant Ma's sharp voice pierced Ji Shiyi's back.
"What? You haven't been here for a week?" Assistant Ma yelled at the venue manager on the other end of the phone, "Just treat it like a theme park. I have a season pass and can come whenever I want? Can I leave when I'm done?"
So Nie Qianqian was called in for a talk. She carefully observed the arrogant man sitting in the boss chair and had a strange feeling. He was angry and was taking his anger out on others.
"Boss Ji, our pilot is really busy and will not miss training without reason."
Ji Shiyi looked at her coldly, with a look that said "I don't believe it".
"What's so important? We're going to Wuxi for a competition next month!" Assistant Ma questioned on behalf of the boss.
"Mr. Ji, you have been away from school for a long time and may have forgotten the biggest difference between students and people in society." Nie Qianqian said in a kind voice.
"What's the difference?"
"That's right..." Nie Qianqian reminded him, "Students have final exams."
After living a carefree life for half a year, I was back to the days before the college entrance examination. The all-night self-study classrooms on the campus of University A were snatched up.
Working part-time and participating in competitions have caused Junyi to drop a lot of her regular grades. If she doesn't perform well in the final exam, she will definitely fail. Gong Ming and Li Jia also participated in the last-minute cram training with her. Although Junyi felt that the two people in the front row were just there to make up the numbers, they had been whispering since the beginning of the cram school.
"I understand, you haven't confessed yet?" Lijia whispered to Gong Ming.
"How do I confess?" Gong Ming's face was swollen and he wore a mask all day. "The doctor said that my allergy is serious and it will take at least three months to recover... Humph, it must be Ji Shiyi's doing!"
"Oh, he spent a huge amount of money to treat more than a dozen people in the club to a luxurious seafood buffet, just to test whether you are allergic to king crabs, so as to stop you from confessing your love?" Li Jia laughed at Gong Ming's train of thought, "If there is such a good thing, I will also confess my love to Junjun!"
"Hey, don't make trouble!" Gong Ming didn't have time to stop Lijia.
"Jun Jun!"
Jun Yi turned around, his mind still not away from calculus, and his face looked dull.
Lijia took the opportunity to hold her little face with both hands: "I like you so much." Then she kissed her.
Gong Ming's face turned red and it looked like his allergy was getting worse.
With a loud bang, a baseball bat fell on Jun Yi's desk, directly cracking a corner of the desk. The three of them huddled together in fear.
The ace senior slowly put away his impressive baseball bat and put it back on his shoulder, with a look of disdain on his face: "Student scum, is it so hard to listen carefully?"
The ace senior is not only the ace of the school baseball team, but also the holder of the best grades in many courses such as advanced mathematics and physics. He can be said to be a pillar of all-round development in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor. Of course, as a tutor, his most powerful skill is called predicting the topic.
"Look at this sea of ​​college Chinese questions. If I weren't there, I would have to memorize the entire text. Now that I'm here, I only need to do the ones I printed!"
However, the ace senior did not give Jun Yi and the others tutoring for nothing.
"If you fail the exam, how can I take credit for it from Qianqian? How can I take the opportunity to ask her out? How can I secretly hold her hand? How can I confess my love to her beside a fountain full of flowers? How can I win her favor and reach the pinnacle of my life?"
"Senior, you're thinking a little too far ahead..." Gong Ming said in a low voice.
The ace senior student gave him a sidelong look: "Undergraduates don't understand graduate students' business!"
"What should we do? Should we tell him that the goddess senior sister has many backups and he is not even a backup?" Li Jia secretly discussed with Jun Yi, "According to my observation, senior sister Qianqian has an older boyfriend. Last time I ran into her getting out of a luxury car, she even kissed that guy goodbye."
Senior Qianqian's life outside of school is rich and colorful, but she keeps it a secret, and posts to her friends in groups. If she really has such an older and wealthy boyfriend, it would not be surprising.
Jun Yi shook his head cautiously: "I can't tell you today. If I tell you, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave the house!"
"Qianqian, my goddess Qianqian!" The ace senior said passionately, supporting the upright baseball bat with one hand and stepping on the desk with one foot, "Now, all of you should do your homework well and study for the rise of love!"
There was sudden applause from outside the door.
The three were wondering who was so supportive when they saw Ji Shiyi walking in arrogantly, with the look of a leader inspecting the work, followed by Nie Qianqian with a delicate smile.
The bat that the ace senior used to support himself slipped off.
"Qianqian, Qianqian...why are you here?"
"Oh, you're really taking extra classes." Ji Shiyi glanced at the words on the blackboard, "College Chinese? Aren't you all juniors? You haven't passed the exam yet?"
"This time, you believe it." Nie Qianqian kept smiling.
Ji Shiyi walked up to the three of them, and Jun Yi lowered his head guiltily. To be honest, he had no memory of how she pulled off half of the man's tie that night. Seeing Ji Shiyi's ominous look when she came in just now, Jun Yi guessed that it must have been a shocking fight.
Yes, it is very likely that she took drugs and beat someone up while she was dazed.
With a swish, Ji Shiyi flipped over the test paper on Jun Yi's desk. He glanced at a few questions and sneered.
The sound stimulated Jun Yi, who was already on edge, and she stood up and reached out to grab it. Unexpectedly, Ji Shiyi was prepared and dodged swiftly. Her slender fingers slashed across the edge of the paper.
"Ah! It's bleeding!" Lijia screamed.
The dry paper cut a hole in Jun Yi's finger like a sharp knife. Ji Shiyi's eyes twitched, and the mocking smile on his lips froze instantly. He seemed to want to say something, but Nie Qianqian glared at him fiercely. Before this, he had never seen Nie Qianqian show any disrespect.
"It's okay." Jun Yi held down his finger and said to Lijia.
This minor wound is no worse than the metal bruise caused by grinding the drone. She had all ten fingers wrapped in bandages some time ago, but Lijia didn't make a fuss about it.
"Hey, how can you be okay? You are a girl, go to the infirmary quickly." Lijia pulled Junyi out, and Nie Qianqian followed. Lijia turned back several times and signaled Gong Ming with her eyes - don't say that your old classmate didn't help you!
Gong Ming really stood up, but he didn't move. Facing Ji Shiyi who looked grim, he said loudly: "Brother Yi is just biased in one subject, but he is not bad at science at all."
Li Jia, who was walking in front, almost fell. What a straight man! Is it time to discuss grades now? No wonder he has no girlfriend.
All of a sudden, there were only three men with different thoughts left in the classroom. Ji Shiyi continued to look through Jun Yi's papers in various subjects, but his eyes glanced in the direction the girls left.
He coughed, as if realizing that his condition was not natural, so he continued to use his usual sarcastic tone to hide his inner turmoil.
"How did Junyi get into University A when his Chinese is so bad?"
Gong Ming lived up to everyone's expectations and immediately followed up: "Just because her grades are bad now doesn't mean that her grades were bad in her senior year of high school. Everyone says that the senior year of high school is the peak of academics. Besides, there was a very powerful person who helped Junjun in the past."
"Wei Zhi?" Ji Shiyi asked casually, "Boyfriend?"
"He's not a boyfriend. They're not even together. Wei Zhi is just the one who taught Jun Yi how to use a drone. He went abroad three years ago. And he got a green card. His whole family immigrated."
"Is it so great to teach people how to use drones?" Ji Shiyi sneered, "Then wouldn't I be a god if I teach my employees how to make money?"
"Hey, how can you talk like that? To Jun Yi, Wei Zhi is her childhood idol."
"Idol?" Ji Shiyi immediately made a judgment, "So she is unrequited love."
"What do you mean by unrequited love? Have you never had an idol since childhood? An idol means worship, awe, and a spiritual sustenance that can only be admired from afar and not desecrated!" Gong Ming suddenly thought of something and scratched his head, "No, why am I telling you this."
Ji Shiyi smiled, patted Gong Ming on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Young man, study hard, your brain will get better."
It was easy to get information out of a simple person like Gong Ming. Ji Shiyi breathed a sigh of relief. He turned out to be an idol, and he even went abroad. That was basically the same as if nothing had happened.
"Hey." Gong Ming waved his hand away. "You said I'm not smart? Stop looking down on me!"
"How can a person with a good brain not even be able to solve this kind of problem?"
"What do you mean by this kind of question?" The ace senior who was afraid of Ji Shiyi suddenly jumped out.
With the professional aura in this battle, there is no reason for them to be suppressed by the overbearing president Ji Shiyi. The ace senior and Gong Ming looked at each other, two revolutionary friends, ready to fight against the same enemy.
The ace senior crossed his arms and glared at Ji Shiyi: "You sound like it's true. How can a rich second-generation like you understand college exam questions?"
If Assistant Ma was present, he would definitely warn these warriors who had just come out of the Rookie Village and were ready to challenge the Demon King: Never mention the words "rich second generation", because that would be a buff that would double Ji Shiyi's attack power.
Sure enough, Ji Shiyi narrowed his eyes and exuded an ominous aura.
When the girls returned to the study room, they saw a shocking scene.
"What's going on?" Lijia widened her eyes in disbelief.
The two whiteboards behind the podium were filled with writing, and two people held pens, each occupying one side.
The ace senior student wrote neatly, and the formulas were nested in a busy manner without being chaotic. Ji Shiyi wrote in a flamboyant manner, but only the final answer could be seen.
Judging from the number of answers, Ji Shiyi is actually in the lead... Of course, he is fast at writing answers.
Gong Ming continued to randomly select from the sea of ​​university physics questions that was as thick as a dictionary: "Question 17, please listen to the question." A series of hieroglyphic descriptions came out of his mouth, and Nie Qianqian and Li Jia didn't understand a word.
"Bernoulli equation?" Only Jun Yi was still thinking.
Neither party in the test took up the answer immediately, but judging from the expression on Ji Shiyi's face, he seemed confident.
"Our boss can handle this kind of small case in minutes." A voice came from behind the three girls. They turned around and saw that it was their acquaintance, Assistant Ma.
Assistant Ma was sent to 711 to buy coffee a little later than the boss, but flattery is never late!
"That's easy! The blueprints for the drone were designed by our boss himself. Your college engineering physics knowledge is no problem. Come on, boss!"
The ace senior looked embarrassed. He originally thought that since Ji Shiyi graduated with a major in administrative management, he would definitely have an advantage. He didn't expect that he was also so good at science. He was simply shooting himself in the foot.
Soon, the winner was revealed, and the ace senior struggled desperately: "Although you have surpassed me in the total number of questions answered, big boss, didn't you also not answer this question? I know this question is too beyond the syllabus, that is what NASA uses to recruit engineers, but this is your level, right?"
Facing the provocation of the ace senior, Ji Shiyi glanced at Jun Yi who was watching the game, and said calmly: "I just want to ask a question. Since it is a NASA question, do you want me to answer it in English or in Chinese?"
“You can even answer in English…” The ace senior received 10,000 critical hits, and his burly body was shaking.
"Boss! Have some coffee. You need to replenish your energy after working too much." Assistant Ma pushed through the crowd and walked in.
"Okay, I admit that I lost." The ace senior looked sullen, "But you have to tell me how to answer the question in English?"
Ji Shiyi took a sip of coffee: "I don't know."
Everyone was stunned for a second before they reacted. This answer was indeed very consistent with Ji Shiyi's personality.
Junyi and Lijia laughed so hard that they fell over.
Ji Shiyi glanced at Jun Yi pretending to be indifferent: "You are laughing so happily, it seems your finger doesn't hurt much."
"It doesn't hurt at all, Lijia is making a fuss."
Jun Yi's quick and decisive action came too quickly, and he didn't even want to pretend to be in pain. Ji Shiyi thought he would be relieved, but he found that his eyes were still glued to her fingers for a long time, and he kept thinking, is she pretending to be strong? Is it really not painful? No matter what, it's bleeding.
"Boss, Young Master Jin called and asked us if we are still going." Assistant Ma's voice interrupted Ji Shiyi's thoughts.
Ji Shiyi calmly withdrew his gaze and said, "Go, let them go together, and bring the racing drone."
"Hey? Where are we going?" Gong Ming protested, "We haven't finished our make-up classes yet, we're not going anywhere."
Soon, everyone realized that protesting was useless in front of Ji Shiyi.
Except for Xiao Z, everyone was urgently summoned. As soon as they got off the car, they looked at the open and flat professional track and couldn't help but exclaimed: "F1 Formula One racing track?"
The Shanghai International Circuit in Jiading is the only professional circuit in China that has hosted the Formula One race. Its overall shape is like a dancing Chinese character "Shang". The average speed of the track is 205 kilometers per hour, and the cars pass by in the blink of an eye.
Jin Shao was wearing an exaggerated fur coat, and the pigeon egg-sized gem ring on his index finger was shining brightly. Even from a distance, one could feel the extravagant style blowing in his face. Compared to Ji Shiyi, who always wore dark suits and treated 711 as a cafeteria, this one looked more like a second-generation rich man.
Young Master Jin came riding the latest model of motion sensing vehicle, looking at the pilots with a superior look, and his gaze paused when he passed Jun Yi.
Due to the absence of Xiao Z, Jun Yi, wearing a baseball cap, looked the youngest in the team. His childish temperament, like that of a middle school boy, made Jin Shao smile.
"Hey, are you bringing students to the winter camp? I told you, cheap stuff doesn't come cheap, the kids haven't even grown all their hair yet. Look at the racing driver my family bought at a huge expense." He pointed in the distance, and several tall and strong men in uniform racing suits waved at him.
Ji Shiyi raised his eyebrows, turned around and left without saying a word.
When Jin Shao saw that the joke had gotten out of hand, he quickly got off the sensor car and grabbed Ji Shiyi's elbow: "I mean that you are young and promising people."
"Um?"
"Mr. Jin means that you, boss, are truly a young talent to be able to lead such a team!" Assistant Ma immediately added.
Ji Shiyi's expression looked better and he started talking about business.
Like most normal second-generation rich people, Jin Shao likes to play with cars. His team is very competitive and has won many awards. He wanted to ask someone to take photos of the team's heroic performance while driving, as a promotional video. Unfortunately, the photography team outside was unable to do high-speed photography of the car, so he asked Ji Shiyi, who was working on the drone, for help.
In fact, the Monsoon drone couldn't take any pictures either. The Monsoon drone, with its stability, high definition, and three defenses as its main skills, couldn't keep up with the speed of the car. However, Ji Shiyi knew that the W Flying Club could do it.
After several flying hands were taken away to arrange their work, Jin Shao finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but sigh: "Princess Shiyi, it's really hard to serve you."
Ace senior and Lijia picked their ears.
"What did you call him?"
Seeing their surprised looks, Young Master Jin explained, "The word 'Ji' means princess, and look at his arrogant look, isn't he suffering from princess syndrome?"
A feeling of joy of meeting a kindred spirit in a foreign land arose spontaneously, and the two of them showed great respect to Jin Shao.
The pilots of W Flying Club were ready quickly, and the roar of the engines was like the sound of boiling blood. Several racing planes equipped with sports cameras took off at the same time, using their weight advantage to achieve a faster starting speed, like fierce and light falcons, biting tightly at the beasts on the ground.
Racing drones were born for pursuit.
The images sent back by the sports camera are delayed by 5 seconds compared to the FPV glasses. Although pilots cannot use it to control the aircraft in real time, it can still make ordinary spectators feel excited. How many people have experienced the speed of breaking the wind, and who can pass through the fast racing cars?
Master Jin held the tablet in his hand, switching between different onboard perspectives, feeling extremely excited.
"Wow! It's so cool! It's just like sitting in an F1 car. No, the car doesn't fly!" He was ecstatic and kept rubbing against Ji Shiyi. "Princess, your team is amazing. I have a feeling that this time we can shoot an unprecedented blockbuster."
"Don't forget the conditions we agreed on," Ji Shiyi took a few steps back, looking disgusted, "Also, don't call me princess!"
"Haha, no problem! By the way, who is the captain of Club W? I have to go pay him a visit."
"Didn't you just see her?"
Young Master Jin counted with his fingers and found that the only people who had some presence among the people brought by Ji Shiyi were the beautiful manager and the righteous-looking baseball youth, and it was obvious that neither of them was a good flyer.
Just as he was thinking hard, there was a commotion in the drivers' rest area.
Not far away, a burly racer was thrown over the shoulder and fell to the ground with a loud bang. The person who threw him was actually much smaller than the racer and seemed to be just a teenager.
"Oh my, who is that?" Young Master Jin was stunned.
Ji Shiyi smiled: "Captain, Jun Yi."
The racer got up from the ground, threw off his helmet angrily, and was about to pounce on Jun Yi when he heard a cold voice from behind him: "What's going on?"
Jin Shao and Ji Shiyi arrived in time. Ji Shiyi stood between the conflicting parties with a serious face, and his intention to protect them was obvious. The racing driver did not dare to take action for a while.
"Nothing." Jun Yi shrugged calmly. She lowered her head, her baseball cap pressed her ponytail tightly, leaving only a section of her fair neck exposed.
"It's a misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding!" Young Master Jin quickly pulled the racer out, secretly poked his waist with his finger wearing a jeweled ring, and threatened in a low voice, "Is it okay for an adult to bully a child? Do you want to quit?"
The racing driver cursed but did not pursue the matter of being thrown over the shoulder. He probably felt very embarrassed.
The onlookers were driven away, and only Ji Shiyi and Jun Yi were left in the rest area.
"How come you always get into trouble everywhere?" Ji Shiyi crossed his arms over his chest, not blaming her, but just feeling amused. "Hey, I'm talking to you."
Jun Yi picked up the bag thrown on the ground, dusted it off, took out an exquisite but badly damaged gift box from it, and handed it to him.
"For me?" Ji Shiyi was surprised.
"Well, thank you." Jun Yi said seriously.
In the past, the cats that Ji Shiyi raised would occasionally give him gifts, such as dead mice, exploding cockroaches, bloody birds, etc. He looked up information and found that cats' act of giving gifts represented their recognition of their owners, and from now on, we are a family.
Ji Shiyi tried hard to suppress the curve of his lips and stay calm. He quickly took the gift box and opened the crumpled packaging.
In the box was a tie from a third-tier brand, the price of which was equivalent to a month's wages for the poor student Jun Yi.
"Fighting with others just for this?" Ji Shiyi was overjoyed and couldn't help but imagine a drama of protecting the treasure.
Unfortunately, Jun Yi did not take the role and answered as a matter of course: "Because it's expensive."
There is some truth in what you said, but since you have given it to me, can you show a little sincerity?
"The color is too ugly." Seeing her stunned, Ji Shiyi immediately changed his words, "I don't know if it's suitable, I have to try it. Help me put it on." As he said that, the arrogant man put his hands in his pockets and bowed his head to the girl again. He leaned very close, with an ambiguous smile, and his shadow completely enveloped Jun Yi.
From his eyes, Jun Yi could see himself staring at him. Whenever he got close to her, Jun Yi would be obsessed with Ji Shiyi's beauty. After all, this handsome face was one of the few things that could make her heart beat faster, except for the drone.
From this perspective, the glowing green tie in the hand really destroys the beauty.
"It seems that they don't match well..." Jun Yi twitched his tie.
Ji Shiyi quickly grabbed the other end of the tie and said seriously, "I think it's okay, continue."
"Sure?"
Jun Yi's grip was very strong, and Ji Shiyi had to use more strength to maintain balance to prevent the tie from being pulled away. Soon, the familiar feeling of suffocation climbed up his neck, but he still did not let go, gritting his teeth and said, "Sure...sure!"
Finally, Jun Yi lost all his strength. Ji Shiyi took a deep breath and felt the stars shining before his eyes. One day, he would die at the hands of Jun Yi!
Since Mr. Ji liked this green leek-colored tie so much, Jun Yi followed suit and quickly folded the tie in front of him with his slender hands.
"You're quite skilled. Do you have a boyfriend?" Ji Shiyi asked casually.
"No."
"Who do you like?"
Jun Yi glanced at him suspiciously: "No. Why do you ask?"
"Because..." Ji Shiyi looked into her eyes and said calmly, "I don't want to see you affect your performance because of your personal relationship problems."
"No one can influence me." Jun Yi smiled, showing his cute fangs, "As for me, I will definitely win."
Every time she said a word, she pulled it down. The tall Ji Shiyi had to nod like a rooster pecking at rice. It would be so funny if others saw it. However, Ji Shiyi was completely unaware of it. She squinted her eyes and stared at Jun Yi's smile from a close distance, as if she was admiring a treasure.
"Brother Yi!"
A voice broke the ambiguity, Jun Yi's hand loosened, and Ji Shiyi, who was resisting her, leaned back and almost fell to the ground.
"Brother Yi! I found a big problem... President Ji, why are you here?" Gong Ming glanced at the two of them suspiciously, and was immediately attracted by Ji Shiyi's green tie, "This color..."
"Really tasteful." Nie Qianqian quickly added, glancing at Assistant Ma, "Don't you think so?"
"It's just amazing, like the sound of running water in the mountains, or the return of spring after winter." Assistant Ma really lived up to everyone's expectations, "Only the pure green can match our boss's extraordinary and handsome temperament."
The pilots of the club gradually returned to the rest area. Everyone had completed today's shooting task. Everyone felt like they had participated in an exciting competition and had a great sense of accomplishment.
Taking advantage of the crowd, Gong Ming said loudly: "I just want to ask President Ji a question. I just talked to the racing drivers. In the racing club invested by Mr. Jin, the racing drivers are all paid. There are extra pay increases for shooting activities like today, why don't we pilots get a penny?"
Assistant Ma was about to answer when he was stopped by Ji Shiyi.
"Are you mistaken?" Ji Shiyi raised his chin and turned back into an arrogant businessman in a second. "Why do you students fly racing planes?"
"Of course it's for the ideal of flying," someone whispered, "and it would be great if we could win the competition to prove ourselves."
"That's right, so I want to ask you, does the club need to maintain its parts? Does it need to train? Does it need to win games? Does it need to realize its dreams?"
Ji Shiyi was so aggressive that Gong Ming couldn't resist.
"Ideals...ideals must of course be realized."
"Very good, I'm talking to you about ideals, and you're talking to me about money?"
Gong Ming was speechless. Without Xiao Z, he had no wingman to cover him and was directly defeated by Ji Shiyi's critical hit.
In fact, apart from Gong Ming, few pilots care about whether they get paid or not. They have long been accustomed to using their passion to generate income and have lived a simple and frugal life for many years. If they really cared about money, who would invest in drones? You have to know that the cost of imported motors, batteries, rotors and other consumables is no less than playing golf.
"Little brother, you can't beat that guy." The ace senior patted Gong Ming's shoulder earnestly.
Psyduck, who was also not interested in the topic of money, noticed that Junyi quietly left the crowd.
Jifeng is the fastest in the team, but because he didn't install Jifeng's sports camera, he missed the filming. Seeing Junyi lying on the stands, watching the speeding cars, Pada Duck could guess what she was thinking. Every pilot in the club came with various ideals.
"Brother Yi, do you want to compete in a racing car?" Psyduck pushed the wheelchair to her side.
Jun Yi nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with bright light.
"What are you waiting for?"
She sighed and said regretfully, "I tried it just now, and there was radio interference."
The vehicles and the team communicate with each other using radios at a frequency close to the remote control of the drone, so the flight control distance is quite limited. The 7-kilometer "upper" track is definitely not enough to fly to the bottom.
"Even if there is no interference, the maximum speed of Gale is 180 kilometers per hour, which is impossible to be faster than a racing car." Another voice poured cold water on the situation.
"Mr. Ji?" Pikachu couldn't help but look behind him.
The girl seemed not to have heard him, still lying on the guardrail, her eyes fixed on the car. The light in her bright eyes turned into streaks of color, and after a while she finally spoke: "What if I can win?"
"Hmph, you just know how to be competitive all day long." Ji Shiyi said, putting his hands in his windbreaker pockets and walked out with an expressionless face.
"What are you doing here, Mr. Ji?" Psyduck looked at his back, somewhat puzzled.
A few minutes later, the roar of a sports car caught the attention of the club's pilots.
A brand new Aston Martin convertible parked on the runway, its streamlined body was unrestrained, like a roaring beast, and the engine was rumbling. Ji Shiyi wore sunglasses, with one hand on the steering wheel, enjoying the envious onlookers.
He looked lazily at the audience and hooked his finger at Jun Yi who was lying there.
"come over."
Jun Yi pointed at himself in surprise.
"Want to race against a car? I'll take you to chase it."
What kind of movie scene is this? The pilots who have never seen the world were shocked.
"So handsome." Lijia exclaimed.
"Just because you have money, you can do whatever you want?" Gong Ming said indignantly, "Hey! Lijia, which side are you on?"
"I'll help whoever is handsome." Li Jia looked at Gong Ming who was wearing a mask and sneered, "Who are you?"
Junyi jumped down from the stands and climbed into the passenger seat with her backpack on. She was not interested in the novel interior of the sports car, and only took a quick glance at the handsome driver. She took out the first-person glasses from her bag and put them on impatiently.
"Hey, Mr. Ji, take a beautiful girl for a ride."
A racing car slowly glided over to the side, and the driver in the driver's seat was the racer who had just been thrown far away by Jun Yi.
"It's you!" The racing driver recognized Jun Yi, and immediately raised the car window in horror, then stepped on the accelerator and disappeared.
The exhaust gas from the racing car rushed towards the unprotected convertible, and the luxurious car was immediately filled with smoke. Someone in the rest area burst into laughter, and the sound was almost like a fart.
Ji Shiyi’s handsome face darkened.
"Let's take him." Jun Yi has already debugged the drone.
"That's exactly what I meant." Ji Shiyi gritted his teeth.
The gust of wind soars into the sky and the supercar steps on the accelerator to the bottom.
In the rearview mirror, a convertible suddenly chased after him with great momentum. The racer was startled and quickly drove forward at full speed - as a professional racer (substitute), how could he be overtaken by a flashy car?
The power difference between the two cars quickly widened the distance on the ground. But in the sky, the wind rushed forward like an arrow, getting closer and closer to the racing car.
"Hurry up, the signal is about to be lost!" Jun Yi said.
"Do you think I'm a coachman?" Although he said that, Ji Shiyi changed gears quickly and efficiently.
The substitute racer quickly felt the strong murderous aura from behind. In the rearview mirror, the convertible used to pick up girls was like a mad beast, chasing him relentlessly. He hurried into the curve and used the vehicle's own advantages to leave it hundreds of meters away.
But he could still hear a buzzing sound, as if a group of hornets were gathering above his head.
"What is that?" The racer finally saw the tiny figure in the air.
The gust of wind bit the racing car tightly at full throttle, whistling as if tearing the wind apart. It seemed as if an invisible bond was formed between the ground and the sky, tightly connecting the drone and the speeding supercar together.
Ji Shiyi's driving skills were excellent, and he was always able to keep the distance under control. Jun Yi and he cooperated well, and their breathing rates gradually became synchronized.
"The next bend is in our favor." Ji Shiyi kept an eye on the drones in the sky, "Pay attention to the wind direction."
"Don't worry, we can win!" Jun Yi responded loudly.
The wind blew into the convertible, making Ji Shiyi's clothes rustle. He almost forgot the last time he felt so happy. His palms were sweating, his heart was beating fast and strong. He turned his head to look at the girl wearing FPV glasses, concentrating on the sky, and couldn't help but smile.