Originally, Chen Yang planned to take Song Yun to the indoor racing event. However, Song Yun arrived on his own, bringing Liu Ruoxi along, so Chen Yang drove ahead by himself to lead Song Yun to the indoor racetrack. This indoor racetrack is located in the northwest of Guangzhou. It used to be an old sports stadium that was quite famous back in the 70s and 80s, hosting many major events. But it became outdated and was eventually bought by some wealthy scion, who converted it into the current indoor racetrack. This racetrack is generally not open to the public; it’s mostly visited by car enthusiasts, primarily young people. This type of racetrack is similar to those private clubs and golf courses, essentially places for networking. Don’t underestimate these kids in their twenties; many of their parents or elders are actually wealthy or influential people in Guangzhou or elsewhere. By building good relationships with them now, you might benefit in a few years’ time when they take over the family business or rise under their family’s protection. This is all pre-investment. Many people are keen to engage in this kind of activity, building these connections before some of these descendants fully grow up. Once they do, the benefits become quite apparent. Seventeen or eighteen-year-olds, whose worldviews and values are not yet fully formed, are the easiest to influence and control. With a bit of maneuvering, you might make them regard you as a brother for life. This is all very basic, and it’s also why there are so many clubs and leisure places nowadays. Even in Sunan’s businesses, there are many such things aimed primarily at the offspring of the elite. In time, you can connect with them as buddies. When they see someone as impressive as you befriending them, they will treat you as a lifelong brother. "Young people are so easy to fool," Song Yun remarked. After driving for more than half an hour, they arrived at an obviously older neighborhood. After driving around this old town for a while, a pretty large stadium appeared in front of Song Yun. The stadium did look a bit rundown, and its exterior was covered in random graffiti. Some cars were parked at the stadium’s entrance, surrounded by young people, some chatting and others breakdancing, all looking very trendy. Song Yun followed Chen Yang and drove directly into the stadium, and the people outside just glanced at Song Yun’s car without any other reaction. Once inside the stadium, Chen Yang’s car stopped at a place that looked like a starting line, and Song Yun’s car promptly halted as well. Several people got out of the cars. Song Yun walked over to Chen Yang and asked, "What’s up with those people outside?" "Those people are just the tag-alongs of the insiders here. They’re not qualified to go inside, so they just hang around here. But there are lots of young people in this place, almost all of Guangzhou’s famous young ones gather here. The age group is between 16 and 25, and they all love having fun. This place, according to them, is called Lost Paradise. Interesting, right?" Chen Yang said. "Interesting," Song Yun said with a smile, "Kids nowadays sure have more ways to have fun than we did." "Haha, of course! Not to mention, even you guys had more fun things back then than I did. I’m over forty, a full zodiac cycle older than you!" Chen Yang said. "That’s true!" Song Yun nodded with a smile and then looked at Liu Ruoxi, who was wearing sunglasses at night, and said, "You’re about a cycle older than me as well, right?" "Go to hell!" Liu Ruoxi retorted, throwing a sarcastic remark at Song Yun, who could even see the eye roll behind her sunglasses. Song Yun looked at Chen Yang, who had a knowing smile, and shrugged. This gesture made Chen Yang think that Song Yun and Liu Ruoxi must share a close relationship. After parking the car, several cars revved loudly and drove up next to Chen Yang’s car. These were usually Honda or Mitsubishi cars, and you wouldn’t see any luxury cars like Maseratis or Lamborghinis. However, the cost of modifications on these cars could probably rival a Lamborghini. Real indoor racing enthusiasts generally don’t use luxury cars for modifications. These cars parked next to Chen Yang’s, and a few young people got out, calling, "Uncle Chen, bringing new recruits tonight?" Chen Yang laughed and said, "Haha, my friend here might be new here, but he’s also into cars out there!" "Oh really?" A guy with a scholarly look and gold-rimmed glasses glanced at Song Yun and said, "Hey there, big bro, where do you hang out?" "I’m just a poor guy," Song Yun chuckled, "Not really hanging out anywhere, no place wants me." "Haha, if you’re a poor guy, then what am I? Oh, wait, even less than a poor guy, hahaha," Chen Yang said with a laugh to Song Yun. Song Yun shrugged and didn’t say anything. Just then, a man nearby suddenly spoke up, "Hey, aren’t you that hick from earlier!" Song Yun followed the voice and laughed. It really is a small world; the guy who had called him a hick during dinner with Liu Ruoxi earlier was right there, still clinging to the same woman. This guy seemed to be named... Prince. No idea who was narcissistic enough to give him that name. "Prince, what’s this, do you know Brother Song?" Chen Yang asked. The guy named Prince wore a smug expression and said, "Not exactly, I just saw him drinking coffee in a funny way when I was having dinner earlier. Guess I’ve never seen anyone drink coffee like that." Chen Yang chuckled and didn’t pursue the topic, instead asking, "Who’s racing tonight?" This text is hosted at NoveI[F]ire.net "I’m in," Prince said, cracking his neck, "Haven’t been out racing much lately, and my hands are itching." As soon as Prince said he was entering the race, a sigh ran through the crowd. Song Yun looked at Chen Yang in puzzlement. "This guy is the champion of the Youth World Indoor Car Championship," Chen Yang said quietly. "That impressive? What’s his background?" Song Yun asked. "His father is a member of the Money Group," Chen Yang said. Song Yun’s eyes flickered with interest as he looked at Chen Yang, thinking that Chen Yang seemed to have some hidden agenda.