Reborn F1 Forza Motorsport

Chapter 32 Initial Agreement
"Yang Hao, you decide for yourself. Or do you want to wait for other teams to offer again."

"Well, it's hard."

"I still wanted to join Ferrari and they gave a good promise."

"Well, since you've decided, then do it."

"Ah."

Before long, the door was opened.

"Yang, what's the matter?"

"We have considered it, and Yang decided to accept Mr. Suggestion."

"Glad to hear that."

"Of course, since you have made a promise to us, we need to write it on paper."

Unfortunately, Todd found no paper but a napkin. The quality of the napkin was very good. There was no difference between writing on it and writing on paper.

But Todd's English can also be understood.

The general meaning is the meaning of formally signing a contract with Ferrari from today.He also asked Yang Hao to sign it.

This reminded Yang Hao of another interesting incident in later generations, Messi's signing is also such a napkin.

"I feel relieved after Yang signed his name."

"It was a very pleasant conversation today."

After Todd shook hands with the mother and son one by one, he also asked them for their home phone numbers.

When Yang Hao said goodbye to Todd from the cafe, it was still like a dream.

"Mom, I joined Ferrari."

"Ah."

"I really joined Ferrari."

The mother looked at Yang Hao who had lost his soul, and sighed secretly.

"If you are satisfied with this, then I am quite disappointed."

"Why?" His mother's speech interrupted his boundless fantasy.

"You still don't belong to Ferrari. You are betting on your future with Ferrari, you know?"

"They are betting, and you are betting too, but you don't know it."

"They are betting that you will be a driver worthy of their signing when you join Ferrari in the future. And you are betting that they will give a Ferrari driver all the fame and resources that a Ferrari driver needs."

"They can give up signing the contract at any time, but you, Yang Hao, must do your best. Otherwise, it will become a situation that no one dares to want."

"why?"

"They can take out that piece of paper when you're negotiating with other people, look, Yang Hao has signed with Ferrari. It's illegal for you to negotiate with him."

"But Mom, I really don't think there's anything wrong with me joining Ferrari."

"Now that you've said that, it doesn't make sense for me to say anything else, does it?"

"You have to remember that your words, deeds and results in the future must be in accordance with their first-team standards, otherwise you will not have a chance."

"I am confident that with Ferrari I can do what I can't do."

"Well, I won't say much."

"Celebrate tonight and buy some food in the supermarket. I don't know if your dad is home. Your dad also likes Ferrari very much. I stopped the old clamor to buy one."

"Anything else?" This is the first time I've heard of it.

"You should know that my father is in foreign trade, but half of the foreign trade companies he runs are regular and half illegal."

"Do you know why so many people still went to the Soviet Union after the disintegration of the Soviet Union? Many people like your father bought and sold some cutting-edge equipment or items in factories at extremely low prices."

"At that time, I was very opposed to your father's doing this, because his foreign trade list was already enough to make money. But your father just likes this kind of thing. He wants to buy imported cars as soon as he makes money."

"No wonder, when I was there, my family always asked me to walk to school, but my father bought a Hongqi."

"You are telling you to exercise more." Mother replied.

The supermarket is always very lively. Today, my mother was very generous and let Yang Hao take whatever he wanted.

Many uneaten snacks were swept into the car by Yang Hao.

"Let's grill a pork chop tonight."

When checking out, the cashier at the counter looked at the mother and son in surprise. In her eyes, it was hard to imagine that Asians could spend so many pounds.

After all, it is a small supermarket nearby.The size of the mother and child duo really catches the eye.

Fortunately, there was a taxi when I went out, and I got on the taxi and went home with the company of my eyes.

The oven in the 90s always makes Yang Hao suspicious, because he has only seen the feeling of baking New Orleans chicken wings in later generations.

The oven is very small, with only one layer of iron shelves inside, two light tubes hanging on the right wall, and three knobs on the outer shell.

The upper knob controls the upper bulb, the middle controls the lower bulb, and the bottom controls the heat emitted by the entire bulb.

The 90s oven is like this, there are no other redundant functions, and it is a particularly electricity-consuming thing.

The process of grilling pork chops is very cumbersome and only two pieces can be grilled at a time.

But mother is also idle and boring.I took the book and just sat by the oven and waited.

Yang Hao went to look at the study, and the table and chairs were moved to the living room.The thick soft boards on the ground should be sound-proof cotton boards.

At present, only one wall is pasted, and the scaffolding is still there. I will ask my mother if she needs help after a while.

Back in the room and read the book I bought before, Yang Hao started to feel sleepy after reading a few chapters, and he was out of breath.

But Yang Hao felt more and more that he seemed to have the ability of photographic memory. He could roughly remember the content of this page after reading it once, but some strange confusion would appear after reading too much.

The context will form a strange new article in the mind, and the bull's head is wrong with the horse's mouth.

But after watching it a second time, he found that those things in his mind would replenish themselves.

It didn't take long before he was able to memorize a complete chapter, which shocked him extremely for Yang Hao, a scumbag who couldn't even recite ancient poems in his previous life.

It seems that the traversers still have benefits.

"Come and eat, the food in the oven will not taste good after a long time."

Mother knocked on the door as usual and spoke at the door.

"good to eat!"

It was really the first time he had eaten his mother's grilled pork chops.

"If it tastes good, eat more." Mother pointed to the three pork chops in the bowl.

"What's the sauce on it? It's sweet and delicious." When Yang Hao ate pork chops, he felt that the sauce on top was very delicious.

"This is your mother's exclusive secret recipe. I will tell you when my mother is old." Mother smiled.

"Do you still remember when Mom is old?"

"What are you talking about, brat? Your mother won't suffer from dementia when she's old."

"By the way, have you decided what song you want to learn?"

"Huh?" Yang Hao really forgot to revise the plan.

"Uh, I haven't revised my schedule these two days." Yang Hao knew he couldn't lie to his mother.

"Oh, I knew it, you, you always want someone to tell you behind your ass."

"When the piano arrives, you won't have such a leisurely time."

"Ah."

Jingle Bell.

Instead, the phone rang, and my mother got up to answer it.

(End of this chapter)