The car is going very fast, please bear with it.

"this···"

"The wind direction is wrong."

"grass!"

Zhang Haoran watched for a moment, then cursed, "Damn it, this 'Ten Thousand Zones' track is really good at using the internet! There must be some kind of freak guiding them!"

Lu Xun frowned: "What's going on?"

Shen Zhuiying also perked up her ears.

"The track has issued an announcement, seemingly praising our lithography track, but in reality, they are using the hype surrounding us to subtly promote their own track."

"They said the entire lithography team was mobilized, going all out to conquer the 10,000-zone race track, leaving behind a record that can be called immortal."

"What they're implying is that although their Wanqu track is a small track, it's unique and has many merits, which is why it attracted our entire lithography team to attack."

"This is fucking..."

"That's shameless!"

Lu Xun's face darkened: "They're truly shameless."

"But if they play like this, the foot traffic on their track will probably really surge again in the short term. In a way, we've been tricked by them?"

Shen Zhuiying waved her hand: "Don't worry about it."

"How many times have we, these luxury racing teams, been exploited for attention?"

"It's just a small regional competition; one more or one less won't make a difference. If he wants to piggyback on it, let him!"

"After all, our purpose in breaking the record was not to destroy his track, but to make an example of him and let those people understand one thing."

"We can share our lithographic records, but if we don't want to, not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can take them!"

"If you want to use our lithography system as a stepping stone, you'd better be prepared to be brutally abused!"

"As long as this goal is achieved, the fate of the Wanqu track is not of much concern to us."

Lu Xun and Zhang Haoran both nodded: "That's true."

"Let's see how that big, weird general reacts."

After swiping his phone a couple more times, Zhang Haoran exclaimed softly, "Huh? It's updated again."

"The Immortal Record Challenge, with a prize of one million?"

"Would a global car racing enthusiast challenge them?"

His lips twitched: "This is blatant exploitation of us."

"That's their freedom," Shen Zhuiying replied through gritted teeth.

It's their freedom, that's true, but this kind of behavior is absolutely disgusting.

"I'd like to see who can, who dares to, break my record."

"snort!"

Lu Xun floored the accelerator, increasing the speed again and again.

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"ah!"

"Little goldfish, come and see!"

"Your benefactor's record has been broken!"

Liu Qian was shouting and yelling while holding her phone.

The little goldfish, wrapped in a bath towel, with water droplets still clinging to her shoulders, asked, "What are you talking about? What record?"

"A racetrack with ten thousand zones!"

"My God!"

Liu Qian clicked her tongue in amazement: "What an insane record! One minute and thirty-four seconds! He broke your benefactor's record by a full fifteen seconds! Is this the skill of a T1 driver, a top-tier team's leader?"

"One minute and thirty or forty seconds?!"

The little goldfish was very surprised.

The image of Liu Jun speeding on the Wanqu track is still vivid in my mind. I thought that was the peak, but I never expected that in less than a month, the record would be broken by 15 seconds.

She quickly pressed on, "You just said, a top-tier racing team?"

"Which top racing team's driver is so free to come to the Wanqu track to do laps?"

"I knew you'd be interested, getting impatient, huh?" Liu Qian teased before continuing, "Who else could it be but photolithography?"

"I guess that record was set by Lu Xun from the Light Lithography Team, but it was broken by your benefactor. He was so angry that he took the opportunity to break it back."

"That's called proving yourself."

"Is this also called making an example of someone to warn others, and incidentally telling the world: Don't try to scam me?"

I guess that's the case.

The little goldfish smiled wryly.

"Is that so?"

Seeing that she was in low spirits, Liu Qian quickly comforted her, "Oh, don't worry!"

"What's the big deal? General Da Da is still young and has a lot of room for promotion! We've all seen his performance in Sichuan 320. Give him some more time, and he'll definitely be able to advance to T1 and run in the top league."

"We can just break it back down then."

The little goldfish didn't say a word; it remained silent.

Seeing this, Liu Qian became quite anxious and even regretted telling her about it.

Just as I was about to ask her to go out for a walk, the little goldfish suddenly looked up and asked, "Xixi, do you think you could break the record if you drove my 918?"

Liu Qian was stunned.

Pointing to himself, his face filled with astonishment: "Me?"

She was both amused and exasperated.

Although I learned from a professional driver for a few days, and that 918 did seem to be modified quite impressively, I still have my own self-awareness.

Compared to T1 drivers, what am I?

"That thing."

She wanted to complain, but in order not to upset the little goldfish, Liu Qian had a sudden idea: "I don't have a chance, but someone else does."

"Who?"

"Your benefactor!"

"Think about it, he was driving that Panda back then! The entire car probably doesn't even cost as much as your suspension system. He could still get a time of 1 minute and 49 seconds in a Panda. If he were driving your 918, he might very well break the record, right?"

"But that's on the condition that he's willing to go, and if he can't break it, well... it'll be pretty embarrassing."

Liu Qian fiddled with her phone, then suddenly said, "But on another note..."

"If there were a million-dollar prize~"

She turned the screen to the goldfish: "It seems like a good opportunity for them who are short of money to buy or modify a nice car."

The little goldfish nodded gently, but then felt a sense of unease.

She felt that Liu Jun should be able to do it.

What reason can I give to persuade him to lend me his car?

Based on their previous interactions, he most likely wouldn't lend it.

after all···

Borrowing a car to break records on the track will inevitably involve aggressive driving, and for a heavily modified 918 Spyder, the maintenance and parts replacement costs after a single aggressive driving session might exceed one million.

Liu Jun wouldn't take advantage of this for no reason.

"Never mind, there's still time, I can think about it slowly."

"I want to eat mala tang (spicy hot pot)," the little goldfish suggested. "Let's go eat mala tang!"

"OK!"

Liu Qian's eyes lit up: "I love mala tang the most. You change your clothes, I'll go drive the car. Let's drive your 918, it's really fun to drive."

"Actually, I couldn't resist and ordered one too. Although it's second-hand, it's in pretty good condition. I'll have them modify one for me later."

"It would be best to just change it to S-class!"

The little goldfish chuckled to itself.

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Outside Chongqing Airport.

A person wearing a mask stopped a bald man who had just walked out of the airport.

"Mr. Frank, you're right on time."

"Please come with me, your partner has been waiting for a long time."

"Partner?" Frank frowned.

The other person shrugged: "Of course, you can also call them the sender."

You'll know when you get there.

Frank didn't say anything more and got into the car with him and left.

A completely unfamiliar country.

The scenery outside the window rushed past.

Frank, however, remained unmoved.

He had done his homework before coming.