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493: The plan has changed, the assassination is suspended
After losing to Fenglei, Norris also went online to research information about Fenglei.
He discovered that this car company from China was just a third-rate car company a little over a year ago.
After a young General Managers took over recently, it has brought out many black technologies, each of which can shock the world.
At the same time, he also understood that these technologies would definitely be firmly held by the Chinese government.
Such powerful black technology could make existing military equipment a generation ahead.
They definitely wouldn't let Fenglei go.
Now, Bruce actually said that McLaren's senior management was discussing this matter with the other party?
Norris certainly wouldn't believe it, but he couldn't help but have a small fantasy.
What if it was true?
"Of course, they definitely won't sell the original technology; what's leaked is a diluted civilian version, but this is enough to elevate the performance of our race cars to a new level.
At least compared to Fenglei's own race cars, the gap will be greatly narrowed."
As Bruce spoke, his eyes were shining.
F1 was originally a competition of the most cutting-edge technology in the automotive industry.
Because of Fenglei's appearance, the technologies and materials used by other race cars were all overshadowed.
The recent races made these drivers feel even more desperate.
Now that there was hope of catching up, Bruce was naturally happy.
"Then other teams should have taken action too, right?"
Norris suddenly thought of something.
If such an advantage was only given to one or a few companies, it would be catastrophic for other teams.
If they couldn't keep up, they would instantly become bottom-feeders.
The news that these drivers knew, the management and board of directors couldn't possibly not know.
However, as drivers, Norris and Bruce couldn't decide anything and could only hope that the senior management would finalize this matter.
The two of them quickly put Brian's matter out of their minds.
After Brian got the location marked by Norris, he immediately went to the site to scout, then left satisfied.
"Fenglei's General Managers will have designated VIP seats and a special lounge for the team; just pick one."
Brian mumbled something on his way back.
Jennifer and Verstappen were also within his targets.
It was because this couple was the stain of his life, so he naturally wanted to get rid of them quickly.
When he returned to the hotel, he found the entrance of the nearby five-star grand hotel very lively.
Many business elites in suits and ties seemed to be there.
Without surprise, these should be the senior management of those teams, the board of directors, and so on.
Logically speaking, a normal F1 race shouldn't receive such attention.
Was something special happening?
Brian hid in the shadows, watching the elites whispering to each other, seemingly waiting for something.
He dialed the Rolls-Royce General Managers's phone.
"Mr. Hendry, I will make my move at the F1 Austin Station. I am currently ready. Will you be there tomorrow?"
Brian went straight to the point, while looking towards the hotel.
"What? Austin Station?"
Hendry's tone was very surprised.
At this moment, Brian saw a familiar figure walk quickly out of the crowd, seemingly very anxious.
He was very surprised; this person was Hendry.
"Is there any problem?"
Brian's heart skipped a beat, realizing that something significant might have happened.
Otherwise, Hendry wouldn't be acting like this.
"Why don't you pause the plan first?
Hendry found a shaded spot, pacing back and forth, while also looking around.
He looked like he had a guilty conscience.
"Pause? Don't you want to take down a powerful competitor?"
Brian asked deliberately.
"Oh, no, no, damn it, how should I put this…"
Hendry's tone became more hurried, and his pacing frequency increased; he seemed very anxious.
But in the end, he made up his mind and told Brian.
"We are negotiating an important business deal with Fenglei, so we decided to pause the plan, understand?"
"Oh, by the way, I'll pay you normally; don't worry."
Hendry thought for a moment and added:
"As for when the plan will be restarted, I will notify you separately, okay?!"
When Brian got this answer, his mouth dropped open, and "What the f**k" almost blurted out.
But after thinking about it, he held back.
After all, the other party was his biggest financial backer now.
If he offended them, his future quality of life would likely drop significantly.
"Okay, I understand, but what kind of business do you want to discuss with Fenglei?"
He agreed to the other party's request, but he was unwilling to stop and continued to ask for the reason.
If the reason given couldn't satisfy him, or if he could find a way to have the best of both worlds, then the plan would definitely be executed.
"It's like this: news came from Fenglei that they can provide a complete set of technology and materials for manufacturing cars, of course, a downgraded version.
So, Mr. Brian, please, please do not act rashly, at least until the technology is in hand, the plan is temporarily suspended, understand?"
Hendry said earnestly.
As a super rich second generation, before taking over the company, he basically never looked at Chinese car brands seriously.
But this time, Rolls-Royce's sales plummeted, all thanks to Fenglei.
He found that Fenglei's technology simply didn't seem to be a product of this era.
This result shocked him greatly.
Hendry believed that with technology like Fenglei's, winning several Nobel Prizes would be no problem.
Of course, these were just his guesses as a bad student.
In addition to Brian executing the so-called destruction plan, Hendry also made two preparations.
That was to see if there was an opportunity to acquire Fenglei.
He quickly realized that this was impossible.
Because behind Fenglei was the Chinese military.
The Chinese government would not allow foreign companies to acquire it, or even take a stake in it.
For them, this was called loss of state-owned assets and technology leakage.
This greatly disappointed Hendry.
But soon, things took a turn for the better.
Led by Germany's Volkswagen, they said they wanted to purchase related auto parts and technology from Fenglei.
It's unknown who leaked the news, but other internationally renowned brands also came sniffing around.
When Hendry heard this news, he was overjoyed.
He was ready to fly to China overnight.
But when he heard that Fenglei's General Managers was going to attend this F1 Austin Station held in the United States, he immediately changed his ticket without stopping and rushed here.
Coincidentally, Brian also saw him.
Brian was also speechless at this moment.
He was full of confidence, had done so much mental preparation, and finally mustered the courage to pick up a gun to threaten others, even maxing out his credit card to buy a sniper rifle, just to assassinate.
At the last minute, you say the plan is paused?
He held his phone, hiding in a dark corner, looking at the glamorous and extremely excited business elites not far away.
He knew that this business negotiation with Fenglei was definitely crucial for them.
Brian sighed helplessly:
"Okay, the plan is paused, but the compensation…"
"I'll give you another two hundred thousand Euros; that should be enough, right?"
Hendry understood and proactively increased the price.
As long as Brian didn't mess things up for now, it was fine.
After all, two hundred thousand Euros was just the cost of one of his meals.
If the deal with Fenglei went through, the returns would be calculated in hundreds of millions, or billions.
Brian heard the other party being so sensible and nodded contentedly.
"OK!"