Chapter 258: The Struggle for Power (2)
With just one sentence from Bo Yan, not only did Bo Yi’s complexion change, but so did that of the group of executives following him.
Over recent years, the running of Bosch Corporation had been in the hands of Bo Yi and his parents, and Bo Yi had steadily climbed his way up. He was now the vice president, demonstrating not only his respect for talented people but also his decisiveness. Therefore, the development of Bosch Corporation was quite impressive.
However, even though he was outstanding, all the limelight was completely stolen by one person: Bo Yan.
His fame, of course, was boosted by his good looks and family background, but most importantly, by his solid acting skills. Just like with this overseas Chinese Mr. Chen—his friends dared to make a move on Xia Siyu primarily because Siyu seemed to have no significant backing. The main reason was that, up until now, she was just a pretty face who hadn’t won any mainstream awards. And even with mainstream awards, unless one has overwhelming talent, it’s still possible that results can be manipulated.
But Bo Yan was that overwhelming talent.
His acting skills were unparalleled among the younger generation under thirty—beloved by fans, recognized by the general public, and highly accepted in mainstream circles. With family background on his side, he didn’t have to worry about dirty money or unwritten rules to climb his way up. As long as he didn’t break the law, he would probably never be associated with the word ‘failure’ in his life.
Normally, stars can’t compare with capital, which is why they call their investors “daddy.”
But it depends on the type of star.
Having already reached the top in one industry, Bo Yan was certainly stronger than third-generation rich guy Bo Yi, who relied on his paternal family’s shadow. There was even discussion within Bosch about the fact that the old master had preferred Bo Yan to take over the company, but Bo Yi, who was better at currying favor, managed to grab the position.
Now, whenever Bo Yi went out to talk business, he still had to play the Bo Yan card, like at the recent trade dinner in Paris, and now.
As soon as Bo Yan mentioned Bosch Corporation, it was a direct hit to Bo Yi’s lifeblood. No matter how well-maintained his composure and facade were, they couldn’t withstand it. And it wasn’t just him, the executives behind him were buzzing with discussion, too.
Bo Yan had no interest in Bosch. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have simply failed to fight for it, willingly ceding it to others. But that didn’t mean he would take Bo Yi’s seemingly friendly but actually undermining behavior with just a laugh.
He just stood there, wearing his racing suit, casually watching Bo Yi’s slightly twisted expression, and then said with a light smile, “Don’t worry, I know you don’t have the authority, just a little joke. If you lose, just buy me a pair of Patek Philippe New Era couple’s watches. They’re not expensive, just around 8 million.”
Before putting on his safety helmet, he also made a point to say to Mr. Chen with all seriousness, “Xia Siyu is not that kind of person. We have no improper relationship.”
Mr. Chen was taken aback, about to say something, but Bo Yan had already put on his helmet.
The race began, with Bo Yan on the outermost track.
Both Bo Yi and Mr. Chen’s Harley motorcycles had been modified. As the race started, both men revved their motorcycles, accelerating to full speed in just a few seconds. Bo Yan’s motorcycle hadn’t been modified, so its acceleration and speed were slower—he was left far behind at the outset.
But when it came to the curve, Mr. Chen slowed down out of habit. Unexpectedly, Bo Yan didn’t slow down but instead increased his speed. While taking the curve, he aggressively squeezed into the inside lane, executing a ground-skimming drift. His motorcycle roared tremendously, and with a beautiful fishtail maneuver, he flew past Mr. Chen, advancing to the front ranks!
But ahead, Bo Yi firmly occupied the inside lane; he definitely wouldn’t give up first place to Bo Yan!