MTL - My Years As a Car Dealer-Chapter 280 : Warehouse grid semi-trailer
Chapter 0280: Warehouse Grid Semi-trailer
Everyone was standing at a high place not far away, how the McLaren 675LT shuttled like a fish in the traffic, how it forced overtaking several times, how it drifted through the corner, and how it turned back, everyone can see clearly. Chu.
Jiang Fangyan, Mu Qing and Ling Zhenghao were a little shocked by Zhou Qiang's driving skills. Although they didn't understand racing cars, it was very exciting to watch the McLaren 675LT speeding in the traffic, and they felt that the drifting process was gorgeous. Decisive handling, worthy of a professional driver with a G-class license.
"It's amazing." Jiang Fangyan glanced at Zhang Chen proudly, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, showing a schadenfreude smile, as if you were sure to lose.
Ling Zhenghao also had a bad look on his face. He didn't feel bad that Bei Zhe would lose millions if he lost, but he was worried that Zhang Chen would not be able to surpass Zhou Qiang.
Zhang Chen ignored the mockery of the little bastard, nor did he respond to Ling Zhenghao's concerns.
He has been watching the McLaren 675LT intently. Although he can't see how Zhou Qiang operates in the car, he has racing skills, and he has guessed the situation at that time just through the trajectory of the McLaren 675LT.
How Zhou Qiang pulls the handbrake while turning, how to steer after slamming on the brake, how to control the steering wheel and the accelerator, etc., all these pictures are transformed into Zhang Chen's mind, like a movie broadcast.
Zhang Chen judged from a professional point of view. He believes that Zhou Qiang is indeed a driver with a G-class license, skilled in handling, bold and careful, and rich in experience.
Whether overtaking or forcing, until the drift behind, these actions are simple, but they have already exerted more than half of the performance of the McLaren 675LT.
Zhang Chen thought that if he repeated Zhou Qiang's method, he would not be able to show the difference in strength between the two in the display of his driving skills, and the effect could not be better than his.
In the end, Zhang Chen pondered that if he wanted to win, he was absolutely not allowed to overtake like Zhou Qiang did. In the end, if he came back with a drift, he had to make strange moves and use strange moves to defeat Zhou Qiang in different ways.
The sound of "buzzing" was getting closer and closer, and soon the McLaren 675LT came to everyone with a bang on the accelerator.
The scissor door opened, Zhou Qiang got out of the car, his face was full of pride, obviously he was very satisfied with his performance just now.
"Zhou Qiang, you are great." Jiang Fangyan waved her arms and cheered to meet Zhou Qiang. Her face is full of smiles now, and her attitude is very different from the expression of disgust when she saw Zhou Qiang just now.
Surrounded by Jiang Fangyan, Zhou Qiang became even more proud. He put his hands on his hips and comforted the excited Jiang Fangyan with the other. He said that street racing is not his strength, but only showed a little bit of strength, yes, a little bit of strength.
When she is free one day, take her to a professional racing track, Hipi, and experience the thrill of straight-line acceleration, then it will be exciting.
Mu Qing and Ling Zhenghao did not walk towards Zhou Qiang, but still stood with Zhang Chen.
However, the two of them looked nervous and seemed very worried about Zhang Chen's performance.
Since Ling Zhenghao is not Zhang Chen's colleague or client now, Zhang Chen can't receive his happiness value, but the happiness value reminder given to Zhang Chen by the car dealer system proves that Mu Qing is very concerned about himself and worried about himself.
Zhang Chen smiled at the two of them and walked towards the McLaren 675LT.
Seeing that Zhang Chen was approaching, Zhou Qiang sneered at Zhang Chen proudly, then bent down and waved his hand pretending to be a gentleman, asking him to get in the car and start the race.
"Zhang Chen, don't compete, just admit defeat." Jiang Fangyan looked at Zhang Chen with her head hooked, and shouted, "Even if you overtake and drift as well as Zhou Qiang, you are still learning from others, and you still lose. "
"Why?" Ling Zhenghao was reluctant. He didn't say such a standard for evaluation just now. If he were to judge in this way, Zhang Chen would suffer too much.
"Why? It's just me being the referee." Jiang Fangyan stared at Ling Zhenghao with her hands on her hips and her face raised, looking quite unreasonable.
"You said that you are the referee?" Ling Zhenghao rolled his eyes and despised Jiang Fangyan, "I also said that I was the chief referee."
Ling Zhenghao and Jiang Fangyan stood face to face, only a few tens of centimeters away.
They are **** for tat who are not convinced of the other, and even have a tendency to fight each other if they can't convince the other party.
The smell of gunpowder at the scene was full of gunpowder, and Zhou Qiang actually stood up with a smile to persuade everyone, and said to everyone: "Okay, okay, stop arguing, let Zhang Chen go quickly, maybe someone's driving skills are better than me, and they are better than me. Woolen cloth."
Zhou Qiang's words were beautiful, but the sneer on his face revealed his true thoughts, even a fool could see that he was just waiting for Zhang Chen to make a fool of himself, hoping to see his jokes.
Because in Zhou Qiang's view, his performance just now was flawless. Even if Zhang Chen did exactly the same as himself, even if there was no winner or loser, Zhang Chen would have lost all face.
"Fangyan, shut up." Mu Qing really couldn't bear the attitude of his little cousin, so he stopped and said, "Zhang Chen has to leave."
Jiang Fangyan looked at her cousin's face and walked away with an angry snort.
Ling Zhenghao was also gnashing his teeth, wishing to kick this arrogant girl flying from behind.
Zhou Qiang, Jiang Fangyan, Ling Zhenghao and Mu Qing returned to their original heights, waiting for Zhang Chen's start.
What was confusing was that they found that Zhang Chen sat in the main driver of the McLaren 675LT. After putting on the seat belt, he kept looking at the driveway and sat stupidly without any movement, even the scissors of the McLaren 675LT. The door didn't come down and shut.
"Why didn't Zhang Chen start the car?" Zhou Qiang stared at Zhang Chen with wide eyes for a long time, and found that several minutes had passed, and Zhang Chen still didn't mean to set off. The corners of his mouth became bigger and bigger, and finally even He burst into laughter, pointed at Zhang Chen and boldly said his guess, "He doesn't know how to start the engine, doesn't he know how to put down the scissor door?"
"It's possible." Jiang Fangyan seemed very willing to see Zhang Chen make a fool of herself, so she laughed and leaned back, loudly echoing Zhou Qiang's ridicule.
In the end, Jiang Fangyan was not relieved, and even put her hands around her mouth as a loudspeaker, and shouted at Zhang Chen: "If you can't drive the McLaren 675LT, come down, or let Zhou Qiang teach you first, hahaha..."
Ling Zhenghao also noticed Zhang Chen's abnormality, and when he heard Jiang Fangyan and Zhou Qiang's sarcasm, his face was ashen with anger, but the fact was that he couldn't find a reason to refute, so he could only sullenly sullen.
Mu Qing was very calm, and could not see any emotional changes, but from time to time she took out her mobile phone to check the time, and also checked in the direction Zhang Chen was looking at. These small actions showed her inner anxiety.
Since there is no closing time, it is a place far away from the bustling road in the city.
There are very few vehicles on the wide road with eight lanes in both directions, even a truck from time to time.
Time passed, but Zhang Chen still didn't move, and even let the scissor door open without any intention of closing it.
Zhou Qiang and Jiang Fangyan jumped up and down to mock Zhang Chen loudly at the beginning, and those who were making a fuss made him surrender quickly and admit defeat.
However, Zhang Chen ignored them at all, and the two gradually lost their strength and interest.
There was no movement from Zhang Chen's side, Zhou Qiang seized the opportunity to be alone with Jiang Fangyan, and said with a flattering smile: "Miss Jiang, the Jiang Group's bid for the purchase of an ocean-going freighter must first consider our Zhou family. Shipyard."
"Definitely, definitely." Jiang Fangyan seemed to be in a very good mood now, and replied with a smile, "As long as you can win Zhang Chen this time, I will definitely go to my father and intercede for your Zhou Shipyard."
Zhou Qiang flattered Jiang Fangyan so much for the bidding of Jiang's Group, and now he got this promise, of course, he was very happy.
Because in his opinion, Zhang Chen doesn't even know how to start the McLaren 675LT. Isn't it easy to win him?
Maybe there is no need to compete, and Zhang Chen's old face can't be hung up after a while, so he comes down and admits defeat.
"Thank you, Bingxue's clever and lovely Miss Jiang." Zhou Qiang was flattering Jiang Fangyan when suddenly a roar of a whistle came from a distance, louder than the sound of McLaren 675LT.
The roar of the whistle was so loud, and the body weight was very heavy, the noise from the driving quickly attracted the attention of Mu Qing and the four of them~www.novelbuddy.com~ The four soon found out that it turned out to be speeding from a distance. A red behemoth.
The red giant beast is a barn-style semi-trailer that is more than ten meters long. Not to mention the back of it, the front of the car is more than six meters long, two or three meters high, and four meters wide.
The front of the car weighs more than eight tons, plus the semi-trailer at the back, the whole vehicle can weigh more than forty tons at most.
Forty tons!
Such a big guy came at a high speed and quickly passed the intersection where Zhang Chen and others were. It was even more spectacular than the charge of the tens of thousands of soldiers in ancient times.
Looking at the warehouse-style semi-trailer speeding away across the intersection, everyone withdrew their gazes. It was just a passing semi-trailer, nothing unusual.
However, the McLaren 675LT, which had been quiet not far away, moved. After closing the scissor door, it rushed towards the driveway at the speed of a sharp sword, chasing the distant warehouse-type semi-trailer.
"Ah? Zhang Chen will drive the McLaren 675LT?" Jiang Fangyan looked at the lightning-fast McLaren 675LT, and she couldn't close her mouth in surprise and shouted loudly.
"Ah? How did Zhang Chen chase the warehouse grid semi-trailer? Are you dying?" Zhou Qiang also couldn't understand Zhang Chen's suicidal behavior, because he knew that a heavy-duty semi-trailer like this was very dangerous, and its braking distance was 100%. More than 100 meters, if it hinders its driving, it cannot brake in time at all, and it will definitely be hit into a pool of mud.
Moreover, this kind of warehouse-type semi-trailer is all fully-insured, so when the driver encounters danger, for his own safety and the safety of the goods behind, he will never change lanes to avoid giving way. In principle, they really dare to hit any vehicle that gets in the way.
