Lin Yan, however, had no interest in these few mismatched individuals.
If Lin Yan were to cultivate his own personnel, he would need absolute trust.
From the current perspective, the only one who met this requirement was his secretary at the company, but the specifics would only become clear later, requiring long-term assessment.
As for others, Lin Yan would need to scout them slowly elsewhere.
After dealing with these matters, Lin Yan and Su Mojin began to have dinner.
Lin Yan tasted a bite of the steak. The seasoning was good, likely bought from nearby, but it wasn't high-end beef, nor was it lab-grown. Lin Yan ate with relish.
In fact, Lin Yan had never been interested in the grade of beef, just like
The scene was very harmonious.
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The next morning, when the two woke up, it was already nine o'clock. There were still three hours before the race started. Lin Yan was not lazy that morning; he got up early to do push-ups. Su Mojin was also not idle, doing yoga next to Lin Yan. They exercised together.
Since Su Mojin had decided to practice driving to improve her physical fitness, it was a necessary undertaking.
Every day, she not only practiced yoga but also followed Lin Yan in his morning exercises.
Because they were indoors and there were no exercise equipment, they could only do push-ups on the floor. Su Mojin was certainly not as proficient as Lin Yan, but she was agile and could persist for a while.
The workout lasted a full hour until both were drenched in sweat and stopped.
After taking a shower in the bathroom, when they emerged wrapped in towels, the day's race broadcast had already begun.
The broadcast had started, but the main race would not commence for another two hours.
Lin Yan saw a familiar face in today's main race.
Michael Dunlop. Michael was likely not here to compete today, but he still appeared on camera. This was normal, as the organizers needed viewership, and Michael had significant viewership on the Isle of Man.
Having him make an appearance would undoubtedly increase the race's viewership and audience numbers.
While the race broadcast was on, breakfast was also served: congee and side dishes, a very light meal. There was also soy milk and fried dough sticks, all personally made by the accompanying mechanic, and they tasted exceptionally good.
Simple food, made with extraordinary flavor.
After finishing breakfast, the race was almost ready to begin. Theoretically, Lin Yan should have taken Su Mojin to restaurants and museums, but encountering the Wei family incident meant they had to forgo that.
The riders in the highest category were the same as when Lin Yan participated last year. Michael had retired, and a new rider had been added from yesterday's qualifying race.
Before the main race, it was the usual routine: drawing lots to determine starting positions.
Lin Yan was paying attention to the rider who ranked third last year, and also number twenty-five.
Number twenty-five was the number of the rider who had passed away along with Ye Xiang last year.
This year, the number appeared in the highest category, worn by the idol of the rider numbered twenty-five, who was the Augusta rider that had battled with Lin Yan last year.
This had, in a way, bestowed an extraordinary meaning upon the number.
The race format had changed this year. Last year, the qualifying races for the highest category started first, followed immediately by the main race. The next day, the 600cc qualifying races and main race would be held.
This year, it was different. Yesterday, all three categories of qualifying races were completed, and the main races for the three categories would be held sequentially today, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow at noon.
This was also why Lin Yan had complained about the danger of the 300cc category, as this year, the qualifying race for this category was scheduled for the evening.