Car-hailing Driver: Rewards from Complaints-Chapter 70 - 68: Straight-Line Speed Doesn’t Count—True Speed Is in the Turns
"Alright! Stop your damn nonsense and let’s finish this. I need to go home and sleep." Yang Chen shouted loudly.
Chen Lijun nodded and yelled, "Everyone get in the car and get ready! What are you driving? Just these two crappy Volkswagens?"
The others were driving either Lamborghinis, Ferraris, or GTRs.
These sports cars just needed a little gas to speed up.
If Yang Chen drove the Phaeton against them, he obviously couldn’t compete.
This wasn’t a gap that could be made up by skill alone.
So, Yang Chen had already talked it over with Wang Zijun.
Wang Zijun brought his Lamborghini Aventador and lent it to Yang Chen for the race.
Wang Zijun cursed, "Damn, are you kidding me? You’re driving sports cars and he’s driving a sedan. Do we even need to compare? He’s using my Lamborghini, that’s fair."
Chen Lijun laughed heartily and said, "You’ve got some courage, daring to lend a Lamborghini for a ride-sharing driver to race. Aren’t you afraid he’ll wreck it along with himself?"
"Haha..." Everyone laughed.
Wang Zijun immediately retorted, "Do you drive with your mouth? Why so much bullshit? Let’s see if you can still talk big after you lose the race."
"Me lose? Hell no, I’m at least a pro racer. Even if I don’t make the podium, not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can beat me. If I lose to him, I’ll let him do whatever he wants with me, or I’ll retire on the spot and quit racing forever." Chen Lijun said confidently.
Yang Chen didn’t want to listen to his nonsense anymore and quickly walked over to Wang Zijun’s car.
Wang Zijun opened the car door and waved Yang Chen in.
"Need to get used to it?" Wang Zijun asked.
Yang Chen’s eyes quickly scanned around, and he basically understood the car’s performance.
"No need! I drive every day, no need to adjust." Yang Chen replied.
Wang Zijun nodded, then quickly briefed Yang Chen about the track.
Start from here, run around Se Mountain, and return here again.
The hardest part is the series of six consecutive turns on the other side of the mountain. If your driving skills aren’t good, you might crash at one of those tight turns.
Yang Chen nodded, and based on the route shown on the GPS, he could see there indeed was a section with six consecutive tight turns.
But that’s not a big deal.
Fast in the turns is what really counts as fast. Anyone can floor it on a straight road, can’t they?
Yang Chen planned to leave them behind in those six tight turns.
At this moment, Wang Qian Ni got into the passenger seat.
Yang Chen looked confused and asked, "What are you doing up here?"
Wang Qian Ni explained, "That’s the rule for their races! There must be a female passenger in the front seat."
"What kind of ridiculous rule is that?" Yang Chen said.
"Generally, when the car is too fast, women will definitely scream. If the driver isn’t steady, it will affect them. It’s all little tricks, not worth mentioning. But rest assured, no matter how fast you drive, I definitely won’t scream." Wang Qian Ni said.
Sitting in the passenger seat doesn’t affect Yang Chen’s driving.
So Yang Chen didn’t ask more and started the car to get ready at the starting point.
This time, a total of five cars were competing.
Every car was equipped with a tracker, and people at the starting point could observe each car’s specific location on a computer screen.
Chen Lijun was driving a modified GTR, which was his regular car for professional races.
The other three cars beside him were a Ferrari 458, an Audi R8, and a McLaren 720S.
Since they often came out to race in the middle of the night, their cars were more or less modified.
In terms of hardware, Yang Chen’s Lamborghini Aventador was the worst among them.
However, as long as the hardware gap wasn’t too big, Yang Chen could rely on his skills to make up the difference.
Yang Chen reminded, "Buckle up and hold tight!"
Wang Qian Ni nodded and said, "Got it! Don’t worry, I believe you can win."
Yang Chen chuckled and said, "Why would I be nervous? You just don’t be nervous when I go too fast later."
"So confident? If you come first, I’ll go home with you tonight." Wang Qian Ni said with a smile.
"Why are you always trying to make a move on me?" Yang Chen replied.
At this moment, a young man with yellow hair walked in front with a flag and shouted, "All cars ready!"
"Vroom vroom..."
All the cars roared to life.
After a few seconds’ pause, Yellow Hair suddenly waved the flag and shouted, "Go!"
All five cars shot out like arrows from a string.
Yang Chen had never played in this type of race, so he didn’t start too fast.
The other four cars sped off quickly and disappeared in a flash.
The fastest was Chen Lijun’s modified GTR, as it was his race car, its performance was undoubtedly better than the others.
In the blink of an eye, the GTR had left Yang Chen’s Lamborghini Aventador more than two hundred meters behind.
Wang Zijun shouted loudly, "Guys, the bets are open! Whoever you think will come first, put your money on them. I’ll match whatever you put."
Others waiting at the starting line to watch the show quickly gathered around.
"I’m betting on Young Master Jun to win; he’s a professional racer and driving a modified GTR, no reason to lose."
"I’m betting on Young Master Jun too!"
"No doubt about it, definitely betting on Young Master Jun!"
...
Tonight, we’ll either make a fortune or lose badly. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
Going all in!
Wang Zijun shouted loudly, "Alright! I’ll take all bets! We’ll see if you guys bankrupt me or if I take you all down!"
"Then you’re bound to go bankrupt! I’m betting a hundred thousand on Young Master Jun to win!"
"What’s a hundred thousand, you gotta bet at least five hundred thousand! Here, I’m putting five hundred thousand on Young Master Jun!"
"I’m betting a million on Young Master Jun! Betting all my allowance this month! It’s obvious he’ll win, what are you waiting for?"
...
Wang Zijun was actually quite scared, but he was the first to jump out and offer the bets, so no matter how much everyone put in, he had to accept it.
Otherwise, how could he show his face around here in the future?
This group of second-generation rich kids loved saving face; losing money was okay, but they had to save face.
"Alright! I’ll take it all!" Wang Zijun gritted his teeth and said.
Now he could only hope Yang Chen could outrun those second-generation guys.
If Yang Chen lost, he’d have to pay out his entire living expenses for the next year.
...
Wang Qian Ni saw that the headlights of the other four cars had vanished and suddenly became anxious.
She initially didn’t want to disturb Yang Chen’s driving, but she couldn’t help it now.
"Yang Chen, can we go a little faster? We can’t see their taillights anymore!" Wang Qian Ni said.
"What’s the rush? It’s a straight line right now, no need to compete with them here. Relax, fast in a straight line isn’t real speed; fast in turns is what’s truly fast." Yang Chen replied.
Wang Qian Ni nodded, she could only sit patiently.
Yang Chen was the driver; whatever he said went.
Although there wasn’t a need to push hard on the straight line, he certainly shouldn’t fall too far behind.
So Yang Chen slowly accelerated.
In a short time, they spotted the Audi R8 ahead.
At this moment, the Lamborghini Aventador’s speed had climbed to 120, and Wang Qian Ni shouted, "Faster! Pass Wang Jun’s Audi R8!"
Yang Chen didn’t respond to Wang Qian Ni, maintaining the speed as he continued driving.
Yang Chen was constantly observing the GPS, and there was a tight turn just 500 meters ahead.
He was planning to overtake the Audi R8 there.
"The tight turn is coming, hold on tight!" Yang Chen reminded.
Wang Qian Ni quickly replied, "Got it! I’m ready! Faster, faster, give it more, faster!"
