Chapter 1721 - 1722: Reservation

After parting ways with Zhuang, Lin Xian asked Allen to arrange a private car for himself.

Blue Sea Arena

The customers at this point find it very convenient, allowing them to enjoy service anytime, anywhere.

If other residents want to use a private car, they need to book in advance, whereas Lin Xian merely needs to tell them.

Even at three or four in the morning, there would be a car ready to serve him.

A half-hour later, a black Bentley pulled up at the entrance of the Blue Sea Stadium.

"Don't go in, return!"

After telling the driver, Lin Xian pushed open the door and got out of the car.

At the entrance, a Lamborghini bull had been waiting there.

Mu Wanqing was leaning against the car, basking in the afternoon sun with her long, straight legs,

leaving no doubt.

Seeing Lin Xian arrive, she smiled and said, "Brother, you're late!"

"Sorry, something came up!" Lin slightly apologized.

I just want to quietly be a hero.

Mu Wanqing jokingly said, "Was it your little wife accompanying you?"

Lin Xian shook his head and explained, "No, I accompanied the lover and her classmates."

She was only joking, so when she heard Lin Zhiling say he was with a lover, she thought she was also joking for him.

In her view, finding a girlfriend with someone like Lin Zhiling is not easy.

Without exaggeration, even in the Jinling Second Generation circle, Lin Xian's hand still exists.

Many Bai Fumeis are willing to be his girlfriend. He doesn't need to look for a lover.

"Brother, get in the car!"

Mu Wanqing laughed as she opened the door and got in.

After getting into the car and fastening his seatbelt, Lin Xian started the car and drove into the Blue Sea Arena.

Later, she slowed down and asked, "Brother, shall we go to the mountain circuit?"

Lin Xian pondered for a moment and asked, "Sister, how's your driving skill?"

"

If Mu Wanqing's driving skills were like Wei Xun's, they could head directly to the mountain circuit.

Although Wei Xun and Huang Yijing's driving skills aren't the best, they are not bad.

Very good.

"No problem! I've circled this mountain circuit many times."

Mu Wanqing stopped and self-deprecatingly said, "Of course, compared to a great God like you, I'm just a little girl."

Hearing this, Lin Xian nodded, "Okay, let's head to the mountain circuit!"

Having money feels great; I just want to quietly be a hero.

Compared to that night, many more employees were working on the circuit during the day.

Almost every 500 meters along the entire track, there was a station beside the track, with at least one employee at the station.

The main role of these employees was to maintain track order and customer safety.

If a customer was halfway and the car suddenly broke down, these employees would promptly notify

the customer to prevent another accident.

Not to mention, although the cost of so many employees is high, it makes the circuit far less dangerous,

to say the least.

Ever since the track started operating, there've been virtually no secondary disasters.

It's thrilling yet safe, which is why this track is so popular, even attracting the Jinling Second Generation from outside the province.

At this time, there were few customers on the mountain loop circuit.

In fact, not many at all.

Let's not talk about whether you can afford membership cards worth hundreds of thousands every year. At the very least, you need a car to run.

How difficult is it to drive a Mazda or Toyota around the mountain?

Free!

This is the same reason Gao'er goes to the stadium. If an ordinary white-collar worker earns less than 10,000 a month, would they go to play high-end tricks?

Will you go?

No, because I can't afford it!

Having money feels great; I just want to quietly be a hero.

To put it bluntly, racing is not something ordinary people can play, and the audience circling the mountain circuit

aren't ordinary people; they are the Jinling Second Generation.

Once we entered the track, an employee immediately came forward.

"Two, just a moment. We'll start in three minutes."

"Very good!"

Mu Wanqing nodded and skillfully opened the car's radio and adjusted the channel.

If an accident happens, stadium staff will notify them by radio, which is very convenient.

While waiting.

"Here's a small trick, before you cut across laterally, you can first slightly adjust the steering.

Wheel, letting the sports car be at a slightly slanted angle in advance, making it more convenient for you to go around

when you want to cut across laterally."

While Lin Xian said this, his actions didn't stop.

In a set of fluid, uniquely aesthetic operations, the Lamborghini briskly made an extremely

standard inertial drift, elegantly passing the first bend.

After exiting the curve, Lin Xian turned his head with a slight smile and said, "Senior, this is as much of a trick as there is. Next,

keep an eye on my operations."

"Mm-hmm!"

Mu Wanqing nodded obediently, her beautiful eyes tightly focused on him.

A screeching sound

In a series of ear-piercing tire screeches on the ground and amidst white smoke, the Lamborghini did

a highly standard and perfect use of "zero three three" inertia, gliding through one curve after another.

At the beginning, Mu Wanqing could still concentrate on the operation.

Gradually, her gaze shifted a bit higher, eventually fixating on Lin Xian's face.

It is said that a serious man is the most handsome, and this couldn't be

more accurate.

At this moment, the corner of Lin Xian's face held a faint smile, with eyes full of

confidence, and his smooth pale cheeks were like a piece of beautiful white jade.

His charm isn't like bright fireworks, but rather like a cup of fragrant tea that becomes more

flavorful the more you savor it, understood only by those who appreciate tea, who can comprehend that sweet aftertaste and aroma.

When they first met, Lin Xian came across as a little brother next door.

Clean and handsome.

His clear eyes giving off a likable aura, coupled with that matching Sihai series watch,

made her instinctively hand him a bottle of water.

As time went on, she found that this previously little brother next door transformed into a graceful

young gentleman.

Interesting and mysterious.

With superb driving skills and strong fighting techniques.

It's essentially like a treasure chest full of mysteries, stirring one's curiosity.

Mu Wanqing couldn't help but recall that night, the moment her heart was moved.

In the monitoring room.

The massive layer screen divided into 24 small screens, each showing a real-time view of a section of the mountain circuit.

Seven or eight employees crowded together, staring dumbfoundedly at the big screen.

On the surveillance screen, a Lamborghini bull raced like lightning on the track.

At each bend, the Lamborghini bull executed a perfect angle drift successfully around the turn.

Every entry angle and timing was precise and perfect, with not a superfluous move.

Seeing it all, aside from being shocked, it was a visual spectacle!

"Gasp!"

Hu Guangpu drew a deep breath, then instructed a young employee beside him, "Xiao Wang, quickly call Brother Ming!"

The employee named Xiao Wang hesitated and asked, "Why call Brother Ming?"

Hu Guangpu impatiently said, "Are you stupid? Can't you see someone's tearing up the track?"

"Tearing the track? Brother Hu, isn't this the car of the Mu family's eldest daughter?" Xiao Wang retorted.

"Do you think the eldest daughter of the Mu family has such skills?"

Hu Guangpu pointed at the surveillance video, confidently sneering, "If the driver isn't a professional, I'll eat my keyboard!"

Kidding, having worked at the Blue Sea Racecourse for so many years, besides the professional race car drivers on the circuit's team, this was the first time he'd seen such exaggerated driving skills.

"Oh, oh, I'll call Brother Ming right now!"