Chapter 232

“GT Super Cup: Jing Yi Takes the Crown!”0

“GT Super Cup Concludes, Racer Jing Yi Wins on Legendary International Track”0

“The Championship Journey of Legendary Female Racer Jing Yi”0

“Former GT Super Cup Champion Ross Passes the Torch to Chinese Female Racer Jing Yi!”0

“GT Racing World Champion—Jing Yi!”0

“The Only Female Racer on the GT Super Cup Championship Podium.”0

A ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‍flood of news swept across the world the moment Jing Yi secured her victory. The attention on this female racer was unprecedented, not just in the racing community but globally.0

In China, trending hashtags seemed endless, with most dominated by the news of Jing Yi’s triumph. Many viewers who watched the live broadcast couldn’t help but shout in excitement, some even moved to tears.0

“Jing Yi won! The championship! She actually won!”0

“Ah!!!! Jing Yi won!!!”0

“No way! A female racer actually pulled it off!”0

“Impossible! Ross lost? That’s Ross, the racing demon!”0

“This was live! Didn’t you see Jing Yi’s red car cross the finish line first?!”0

“I never thought the day would come when a female racer would take the GT Super Cup championship.”0

People’s focus on ‘Jing Yi’ shifted. It was no longer about her being the ‘fake heiress’ of the Jing family, nor about her being someone’s sister or daughter.0

It was simply because she was Jing Yi, the female racer.0

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After finally finishing her interviews, Jing Yi hurried back to China, only to find that the number of people waiting to interview her hadn’t decreased at all.0

The invitations from Jing Zeqian alone were already overwhelming.0

Adhering to the principle of fairness, Jing Yi still selected a few authoritative media outlets and granted them interviews.0

However, while Jing Yi was busy, the Jing family was far from idle.0

Hengjing had recently partnered with the International Racing Federation to develop a holographic racing game. Holographic devices had been a key focus of the group’s recent developments, but the collaboration with the racing federation was unexpected for Jing Zeyou.0

This opened up another sector, which was undoubtedly beneficial for Hengjing Group.0

Jing Zeqian, aside from managing the schedule of their sole racer, also had to oversee operations at Startrack.0

Fortunately, Jing Yi’s schedule was relatively simpler, but why couldn’t these people let his sister rest? Even champions need a break!0

What’s more, many artists at Startrack had indirectly benefited from Jing Yi’s popularity, which in turn increased his workload significantly.0

“…Additionally, Director Chen wanted to know if Miss Jing Yi would be available for a cameo?”0

“Same here. They said even a brief appearance would suffice, and everything else is negotiable.”0

“Our side too. The organizers said the compensation is open for discussion…”0

“Same here…”0

“Me too!”0

Jing Zeqian felt a headache coming on and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Reject them all! If they can get her, fine, but don’t use my sister as a bargaining chip!”0

The department heads weren’t surprised. They had anticipated Jing Zeqian’s response, and the prepared statements would be sent out shortly.0

“Also, the artists we previously contacted are ready to join Startrack. There are also some newcomers in training, but they’re hoping to meet Miss Jing Yi or get her autograph…”0

Jing Zeqian looked up, his sharp eyes filled with annoyance and resignation. “…No! Nothing! Take it or leave it!”0

He couldn’t believe how spoiled they’d become. Since when did they get to be so picky?0

The department heads exchanged glances. They’d just have to keep dangling the carrot. After all, Miss Jing Yi was their boss’s sister. There would be opportunities for her to visit Startrack, and meeting her or getting her autograph would be a breeze then.0

But they’d better keep a few for themselves. She was, after all, the first Chinese female racer to stand on the GT championship podium. How cool was that!0

Jing Zejun’s situation was similar.0

At the moment, several senior actors on set were gathered around her, and she was at a loss.0

“I didn’t know you all followed racing…”0

The veteran actors smiled warmly. They weren’t exactly racing fans, but their younger family members were absolutely obsessed with Jing Yi, which led them to approach Jing Zejun.0

If it were anyone else, Jing Zejun could have brushed them off. After all, Jing Yi wasn’t part of the entertainment industry. But these were respected seniors who had always looked out for her.0n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

“…I’ll ask Jing Yi when I get back.”0

Still, the idea of these senior actors asking for her sister’s autograph felt surreal.0

No sooner had the seniors mentioned this to Jing Zejun than it became a trending topic.0

[I’m tired of saying ‘jealous’…]0

[I never imagined my childhood idol would ask my current idol for an autograph!]0

[It’s true what they say—‘it’s all about who you know’! @Little Jing, you’re my only connection!]0

[Don’t even think about it. I heard Startrack artists have already been turned down by Little Jing.]0

[I’m just glad Jing Yi appeared on that variety show once. I’ve rewatched it so many times it’s practically worn out.]0

[Same here!]0

Some netizens suspected Jing Yi was orchestrating a PR campaign, but the platform’s backend team was overwhelmed. Anything related to Jing Yi these days seemed to trend effortlessly.0

The news quickly reached Jing Yi, who called her sister. “…I’ll sign as many as you need!” Jing Zejun smiled gently. “No, just a few will do. It’s for some seniors.”0

Jing Zejun knew Jing Yi wasn’t fond of dealing with such matters, and she’d been busy lately.0

“It’s fine. I’ll write a bunch, and you can hand them out as you please!”0

By the time Jing Zeqian found out, Startrack employees were already gossiping about how close Jing Zejun and Jing Yi were.0

Jing Zeqian: …And here I thought I was the devoted one.0

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Huarui Group0

The assistant stood in front of Shen Huaichu’s desk, hesitating.0

He had already finished his work report, but there were some requests from his colleagues that he felt compelled to bring up, even under pressure.0

Shen Huaichu looked up, noticing the assistant was still there, and frowned slightly. “Is there something else?”0

The assistant grew even more nervous, thinking that since the boss had achieved his goals, he might be more lenient with them.0

He closed his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and braced himself as if facing certain doom.0

“Mr. Shen, will Miss Jing Yi be coming to Huarui to pick you up anytime soon?”0

It wasn’t his idea! It was the Huarui employees who wanted to see Miss Jing Yi! They wanted photos! They wanted autographs!0

Though, if he could get one too, that would be even better. After all, it was impossible to resist a goddess who raced so brilliantly!0

Shen Huaichu was momentarily speechless, his mood instantly souring. Hadn’t they noticed he’d been working overtime lately? Who had time to come pick him up?!0

Why bring this up now?0

But seeing the assistant’s nervous expression and recalling Jing Yi’s comment about how the employees were afraid of him, he managed to suppress his irritation.0

He took a deep breath, his tone less than pleasant. “She’s been very busy lately. No time.”0

The assistant was disappointed but, seeing Shen Huaichu’s dark expression, quickly excused himself and left the office.0

After the assistant left, Shen Huaichu looked at the photo of Jing Yi on his desk, her smile radiant.0

He sighed softly. “She hasn’t even had time to see me, let alone you all.