As an official within the system, Zhang Guowei had already roughly reviewed Huang Chong's personal file before coming to Suzhou.
If he had to evaluate the latter's life experience, there were probably only four words for it:
Utterly unremarkable.
In Zhang Guowei's view, if Huang Chong had not gone to university in Hangzhou and then been discovered by Zhang Yi for his unusual physical talent, then in a few years' time, his fate would have been no different from that of most ordinary people—worn away by time and lost among the masses.
Fortunately, everything would now be different.
Although the authorities placed greater importance on track cycling rather than road cycling, he was still the director of cycling programs. With his connections, supporting a road cyclist would not be a problem.
So he gave Zhang Yi a few more instructions, telling him to personally take Huang Chong to register with the bureau when he had time, then send him to the Cycling Sports Management Center. Satisfied, he left.
After Zhang Guowei departed, Huang Chong felt as if he were dreaming.
He had originally thought becoming a professional cyclist would take quite a bit of effort, but unexpectedly, he had already succeeded halfway.
As long as he returned to Hangzhou, passed the physical examination and other tests at the relevant departments, and completed his rider registration, he would officially become a professional cyclist!
"Captain, you must have spent a lot of time and effort on my behalf, right? I don't even know how to thank you. If you hadn't helped introduce me, I'd have had to work my way up from a city-level team step by step!"
Huang Chong spoke to Zhang Yi with heartfelt gratitude.
Zhang Yi merely waved his hand casually and replied with a smile:
"It's nothing. Don't