Escaping a tiger's jaws, after this incident, Lin Yan recalled what Lin Guoxiong had said. It seemed the Wei and Song families needed to be dealt with sooner rather than later.
If he wanted a comfortable life in the future, these two families definitely had to be resolved.
"Vroom vroom..."
"Stop the scooter up ahead."
Just as Lin Yan was riding his scooter forward, the sound of a police car suddenly came from behind.
Lin Yan's mouth twitched. He seemed to know why.
Pulling over, a traffic policeman got off his vehicle.
"Don't you know you have to wear a helmet when riding?"
"You guys, did you get into a fight?"
The policeman didn't look at Lin Yan and the other person first but was drawn to the cyclists behind them.
He noticed that these people were all bleeding from their heads, as if they had been in a fight. However, they didn't look like thugs. They were all dressed in suits, which created a strong contrast with the vehicles they were riding.
But soon, the policeman recognized Lin Yan.
"Coach, why are you here!"
"Don't call me coach. I'm not a coach anymore."
Lin Yan waved his hand.
"Coach, you know about that incident last time..."
"Let's not talk about that. Since I ran into you, I have something I need your help with."
Upon hearing that Lin Yan needed his help, the policeman perked up.
...
"Remember to send it back for me. I'm buying the bicycle. Tell them they'll get compensation if they call this number."
Putting on his helmet and riding the Guobin 650, Lin Yan took out a piece of paper and quickly wrote down a string of numbers.
The policeman on the scooter looked confused but still nodded secretly and rode away on his scooter.
After the policeman left, Su Mojin, who was sitting in the back, chuckled and whispered in Lin Yan's ear.
"Brother Yan, isn't what we're doing a bit wrong?"
Her voice was soft, and Su Mojin had good psychological resilience, as she seemed unfazed by what had just happened.
"It's much better to have the police send it back than for us to do it ourselves. Besides, that scooter is too small, it's a bit cramped for two people."
Hearing Lin Yan's words, Su Mojin nodded. It did seem to make some sense.
After a while, Ah Dong and the others finally caught up to Lin Yan. Seeing his young master, Ah Dong was relieved.
If his young master had been in trouble, the capital would have been turned upside down.
Xiong Jie's subordinates also arrived. After bidding farewell to Lin Yan, Xiong Jie left with Li Sibao. The night was getting late, and Lin Yan rode the Guobin 650 back to the villa, with Ah Dong escorting him all the way.
A long motorcade, with immense momentum, greatly surprised the street vendors in the eastern district.
At night, astonishing news appeared on the trending searches of major social platforms.
Lin Shen was attacked, the assailant unknown.
The comments below exploded, with heated debates and speculation.
Lin Yan's fans were discussing who the attacker was.
Although the news did not directly report who was responsible, Lin Yan's fans had a general idea. Coupled with the guidance of online trolls, it was easy to direct the blame to the Song family.
If online public opinion is handled well, falsehoods can be made to seem true, let alone when it's a real event.
The Lin family's counterattack had begun.
Not only online but also in their physical industries, the Lin family made their move so suddenly that by the time Song Yi received the news, they had already acted.
As for the Wei family, although they were targeted by the Lin family, the problem was not significant. They were still observing from the sidelines, not yet involved.
Upon returning home, Wei Hua went straight to the hospital. Wei Shaoting, who was still in bed intimately with a young model, was slapped to the ground by Wei Hua.
This time, Wei Shaoting had caused a huge disaster for the Wei family. Not to mention Wei Hua, even the Wei family patriarch would likely discipline him.
Lin Yan was aware of these matters, but the manipulation of events was being handled by Lin Guoxiong. Lin Yan was lying in bed chatting with Su Mojin.
"What do you think we should name our racetrack?"
Ruffling Su Mojin's hair, Lin Yan said softly.
He was terrible at naming things and had thought for a long time without coming up with any meaningful or good names, so he had to seek help from his beloved wife.
"Racetrack name? Let me think."
Lin Yan suddenly brought this up, and Su Mojin really couldn't think of a good name for the moment.
However, being a graduate, she was definitely better than Lin Yan, who had never properly studied Chinese language since childhood and was only half-baked. She quickly came up with an answer.
"Let's call it Nian An."
"'Morning and evening, you and I say goodnight, murmuring peace and well-being,' wishing people peace, which is a very suitable name for a place like a racetrack."
Nian An?
Hearing this, Lin Yan was stunned. It was indeed much better than the racetrack names he had thought of.
Lin Yan had thought of names like Jialin Racetrack or Shunfeng Racetrack, which were indeed not very pleasant.
Actually, Lin Yan didn't know that Su Mojin also had another intention in naming it: she hoped Lin Yan would be safe every time he raced.
"However, just calling it Nian An International Racetrack is a bit plain. How about we add a prefix?"
Shaking her head slightly, Su Mojin suggested.
"But what should we add?"
"I'll do this one."
Lin Yan eagerly said.
LS Nian An International Racetrack, with the prefix of their names, this would be perfect.
With the name decided, the next step was to prepare for the opening.
According to his cheap father, they didn't need to open on a large scale, but they must establish their reputation.
How to build their reputation? Lin Yan thought of someone and opened his phone to find their contact information.
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The next morning, Lin Yan arrived at the racetrack entrance. Zhang Mingzhi and others were unloading vehicles. For his convenience in practicing riding, Lin Yan had asked Zhang Mingzhi and the others to deliver the factory cars.
Originally, Lin Yan had planned to move the training base directly into the racetrack. But after thinking about it, he felt it was not appropriate.
After all, racing technology was confidential, and it was better to keep it enclosed, so this plan was not implemented.
In the morning, the relevant departments delivered the operating permits for the racetrack.
LS Nian An International Racetrack.
The main entrance of the racetrack was built very grandly, ten meters wide, with six factory cars displayed at the entrance as decoration.
Although they were not the latest models of the year, the factory cars, as a facade, exuded immense prestige. Have you ever seen a racetrack park F1 cars at its entrance?
The plants on both sides of the entrance, used for decoration, could entirely be described as "golden branches and jade leaves."
In the middle of these golden branches and jade leaves, there was a jade stone with a diameter of nearly eighteen meters, on which the name of the racetrack was carved.
With twenty-four-hour bodyguard protection, there were more than fifty security guards at the racetrack entrance.