Chapter 226: The Boss of Changkong (Guess Who)

Once, twice, three times… Su Huan was still quite interested, but by the tenth, eleventh, twelfth time, she was already bored out of her mind.

Anyone could tell that Qin Yun was rushing through his skydives purely to save time. Because the skydiving required for an A license only needed a stable exit, standard posture, precise altitude judgment, and a smooth parachute opening.

And for Qin Yun, these were simply not problems at all, so not to mention Su Huan being bored, Yan Da himself was getting a bit bored too.

After today's final jump ended, he said with a wry smile: "For Qin Ye, this A license is purely a waste of time."

Su Huan asked: "Is the B license a bit more complicated?"

Yan Da nodded: "The B license requires accumulating 50 jumps. That means after Qin Ye gets his A license, he still needs 25 more, but among those 25 there are pinpoint landings, water ditchings, night jumps, and so on."

Su Huan decided not to come starting tomorrow; staying at the hotel was perfectly fine.

"For Qin Ye, it seems it's just a matter of accumulating jump numbers. Too bad our base's limit can only satisfy 12 jumps a day for Qin Ye, otherwise once someone reports us, we're done for."

"I understand!"

Time flew by, and it came to April 21st, also Qin Yun's eighth day at the aviation town. He had already successfully obtained his B license, and was only a little over a hundred jumps away from getting his C license.

The speed of getting licenses could not be called slow. Compared to the Changkong Club, which was still huffing and puffing along at a pace of three or four jumps a day, Qin Yun was already at god-speed.

But at this rate, before registration closed at the end of the month, it seemed unlikely he'd get his C license, which honestly left him a bit frustrated.

As for increasing the daily number of jumps, he definitely wouldn't bring that up. After all, for a base, the price of being reported was too great; who knew what the consequences would be.

Yan Da was also helpless.

Because of jump after jump, Yan Da naturally knew Qin Yun's skill. This kind of competitive ability, absolutely far surpassing the domestic level, even placed on the international stage had a very good chance of winning an award.

Qin Yun returned to the hotel. Su Huan was typing something on her laptop. Hearing the movement, she turned to look at him.

"What's wrong? Looking down in the dumps?"

Qin Yun sighed and hugged her from behind: "Don't even mention it. The helicopter malfunctioned yesterday, so I lost two jumps. Calculating it out this way, I probably won't be able to finish the C license exam before the end of the month."

Su Huan kissed his cheek: "From the very beginning you couldn't have finished it; it was only possible because Brother Da gave you the permission."

"It's just a bit of a pity, that's all." Qin Yun said helplessly, "There was hope originally."

"Then why don't you go find a club to sponsor you?"

Su Huan suggested.

Qin Yun thought for a moment, somewhat hesitant: "The main thing is, the clubs in this country are a mixed bag. I'm a bit worried about the hassle."

"Then there's no other way. If you want to enter the competition, this is already the only possibility."

"Yeah." Qin Yun knew it too. "I can only find a club to sponsor me. I'll ask Brother Da about it tomorrow."

Just as they were talking, a sudden knock came from the door.

The two exchanged a glance. They didn't really know anyone here.

Qin Yun opened the door. It was no one else—it was Ye Ran.

"Miss Ye, is something the matter?"

"Qin Ye, do you have time? There's something I'd like to discuss with you."

Qin Yun thought for a moment, then turned to Su Huan: "Xiao Huan, I'll be right back."

"Mm."

He closed the door and went with Ye Ran to the hotel's café.

"What would Qin Ye like to drink?"

"Hot chocolate is fine."

Ye Ran ordered a hot chocolate and an Americano, and in no time got down to business.

"Qin Ye, I heard you're doing twelve jumps a day now. Getting your C license should be no problem, right?"

Qin Yun took a sip and said helplessly: "Under normal circumstances, I won't be able to get it before the end of the month. There's not enough time."

Hearing this, Ye Ran's expression turned somewhat stunned: "Can't get it?"

"Why? Whether I get my C license or not doesn't seem to have anything to do with Miss Ye, does it?" Qin Yun said, puzzled.

Ye Ran said disappointedly: "Originally I wanted to invite Qin Ye to join our Changkong Club and represent the club in this Red Bull Cup extreme pinpoint skydiving competition. But the entry threshold for the competition is a C license. If Qin Ye doesn't have a C license, then there's nothing to be done."

"Invite me to join Changkong Club?"

Qin Yun's heart suddenly stirred, and he asked: "Miss Ye, what level is your club?"

Skydiving clubs also have level certifications. Just like skydiving licenses, they are all certified by USPA.

Ye Ran said: "Changkong is one of only two A-level clubs in the country. The other one is Hurricane Club in the northwest."

Qin Yun's heart relaxed. It really was a case of wearing out iron shoes in fruitless searching, only to find it without any effort at all.

"If your club is an A-level club, then I think I can enter the competition under your club's name."

Ye Ran was puzzled: "The rules state that competitors must have a C license. How could Qin Ye enter the competition?"

Qin Yun smiled: "Miss Ye may not know this, but I explained my situation to the Red Bull side from the very beginning. Their solution for me was to find a B-level club to sponsor me. That way, as long as I register, I can enter the competition, and they'll handle the issues involved."

"Really?" Ye Ran's eyes went wide, and she nodded quickly. "Changkong is willing, as long as Qin Ye agrees to compete on behalf of our club."

"Good, then let's tentatively settle on this. Prepare the agreement on your end, and I'll report it to the Red Bull side tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll go prepare it right now."

Ye Ran left in a hurry, looking very happy.

Qin Yun returned to the room and told Su Huan about it. Su Huan laughed too.

"So they say, heaven never seals off all the paths."

……

The next day, Lu Hao was dumbfounded.

Looking at the agreement Ye Ran had prepared, and the name on it, he checked it over and over again.

"Sister Ye, do you really have so little faith in our ability to achieve results in the competition?"

Ye Ran rolled her eyes at him: "Are you confident you can make it to the semifinals? Or are you confident you can make it to the finals?"

"Could he really be that confident?" Lu Hao protested.

You Jundu and Ding Shuo beside him both rolled their eyes.

"Lu Hao, being young and stubborn is normal, but if you can't see reality clearly, that's stupidity," You Jundu pointed at him, instantly making him look uneasy.

Ding Shuo added, "This is a good thing. If Brother Qin can place in the competition, our Changkong will gain fame—and we'll definitely surpass Hurricane to become the number one skydiving club in the country."

"I think the same," Ye Ran said cheerfully. "With Brother Qin, we have eight competitors. My goal is simple: if two of us make it to the semifinals, we've succeeded."

"Wait a minute," Lu Hao suddenly remembered. "Why would he join Changkong? What's in it for him?"

Ye Ran didn't say Qin Yun had joined Changkong temporarily because he couldn't get his C-license. She only said: "I begged him. Whether he competes under his own name or ours, it's still him competing. In international events, what matters is nationality—whether you represent yourself or a club, you're representing China. Brother Qin thought it made sense, so he agreed."

Lu Hao nodded, finding it reasonable.

"Hmph, Sister Ye, don't worry—I'll definitely make it to the semifinals."

He still had self-awareness; he didn't claim he'd reach the finals. After all, only ten spots were available for the finals—how could he possibly fight for one?

After all three Changkong club members successfully completed their 200 jumps and obtained their C-licenses, Qin Yun paused his exam and, together with Su Huan, followed Ye Ran and the others to the Changkong club in Hangzhou.

The Changkong club was large—its owner must be very rich, to have such a spacious area in the city center, where every square meter was priceless.

"Brother Yang, is the boss here?"

"The boss left half an hour ago—went back to Shanghai."

Ye Ran sighed. She should've warned him ahead of time—no surprise now. The man was gone!

She turned to Qin Yun. "Brother Qin, our boss is a die-hard fan of yours. He watches every one of your livestreams. We planned to surprise him, but now he's back in Shanghai."

"Is your boss from Shanghai?"

Ye Ran nodded. "Yes. The club is just one of his ventures. He comes occasionally. His main business is in Shanghai."

As they toured the place, they unconsciously reached Ye Ran's office.

"Look—he's the club's boss, Zeng Luo."

Ye Ran pointed to a group photo on the desk.

Qin Yun froze, then suddenly looked up. "What did you say your boss's name is?"

"Zeng Luo. Sounds a bit feminine, but our boss is totally manly."

Qin Yun remembered who that name belonged to. He pulled out his phone, opened WeChat, and entered a group.

Then he snapped a photo of the picture and tagged someone: "@Zeng Luo, I never expected Changkong Club is yours."

That's right—Bo Lang Ge's real name was Zeng Luo. The name was obscure, and he was from Shanghai. Qin Yun was certain the probability of it being the same person was 100%.

Soon, WeChat replied.

Zeng Luo: "???"

Qin Yun: "I'm at Changkong Club now, preparing to compete in the Red Bull Extreme Fixed-Point Skydiving Championship under Changkong's name."

Zeng Luo: "Brother Qin, wait for me—I'm coming back right now."

Zeng Luo, already on the elevated highway, immediately told his driver: "Qiang, turn back to Changkong Club."

The driver nodded and took the next exit.

More than half an hour later, Zeng Luo returned to the club.

Seeing Qin Yun, he was ecstatic, stepping forward to hug him. "Brother Qin, is this true? Are you really competing for Changkong?"

Ye Ran watched this, thinking: Boss is way too excited. I don't get fan-to-idol psychology. Wait—I never told him Brother Qin was competing under Changkong's name?

For a moment, she was confused.

"Hahaha, isn't this funny?" Qin Yun laughed. "I never expected our first meeting would be like this."

"Funny? It's too funny."

Zeng Luo also felt it was unbelievable. Though he was Qin Yun's fan, he'd never imagined he'd meet him offline.

He never expected they'd meet under these circumstances.

"With Brother Qin helping Changkong, the finals are guaranteed."

Among those who'd watched Qin Yun's livestreams since the beginning, Zeng Luo had witnessed his rise. He knew better than anyone how powerful Qin Yun was. If Qin Yun was competing, he was clearly aiming for first place—what was the finals, really?

"Ye Ran, call Coach Nie and all the competitors to the conference room. Since Brother Qin is joining this competition, we must take it seriously."

"Got it, I'll go get them."

After Ye Ran left, Zeng Luo finally noticed Su Huan, his demeanor slightly stiff. "This must be Sister Su. I'm Zeng Luo. Call me Xiao Zeng or Xiao Luo."

Su Huan extended her hand warmly and shook his. "Xiao Luo, nice to meet you."

"Come on, I'll take you to the conference room," Zeng Luo said eagerly. "With Brother Qin competing, Changkong will definitely make a name for itself."

Qin Yun smiled faintly. "Don't put that much pressure on me. What if I don't even pass the preliminaries? I'd lose face completely."

"Hahaha, that's impossible."

Soon, the three reached the conference room. In a short while, nearly a dozen figures entered under Ye Ran's lead.

Qin Yun recognized Lu Hao, Ding Shuo, and You Jundu—but the rest were strangers. At the front were two men around forty, likely the coaches.

"Coach Nie, Coach Jiang, let me introduce you."

"Hahaha, no need. Who doesn't know Brother Qin's name?"

Coach Nie, hearty and bold, grabbed Qin Yun's hand and shook it vigorously.

"Brother Qin, it's an honor to finally meet you."