The Queen's Rumored Father

"Meng Xiaoxuan achieves a major victory in the music scene; Yang Ying still has a glimmer of hope!"

This title has become incredibly popular recently and has received unanimous approval from people both inside and outside the industry.

In terms of the music scene alone, Meng Xiaoxuan has already surpassed Yang Ying.

However, Yang Ying has another winning strategy: she secured the role in the top drama of the first half of this year, "General and I." If this drama achieves its expected results, then Yang Ying will have no problem turning the tables.

Although Meng Xiaoxuan's "Chushan" has completely surpassed the total number of plays for Yang Ying's new album's ten songs.

And "A Little Happiness" continued its success, surpassing 10 million views and achieving a doubling of popularity!

Meng Xiaoxuan's two songs have the total number of plays that many singers have combined across five or six albums.

Against this backdrop, Xu Yuan received a call from Cao Dun.

Firstly, the post-production of Chang'an was completed, and Xu Yuan, one of the main creators, was notified. Secondly, Cao Dun had returned to the capital and wanted to meet with Xu Yuan, mentioning that other people would be present.

Xu Yuan agreed without hesitation.

No matter who asked Cao Dun to find him, he had to give Cao Dun face.

It's not a big deal if Cao Dun and Chen Kewen can't play Long Bo, but it's a big problem if Meng Xiaoxuan can't play Tanqi. Just the announcement of "General and I" alone probably wouldn't have been enough for Meng Xiaoxuan to survive.

This favor was very big, and Xu Yuan will always remember it.

Garden Villa is a well-known high-end members-only club in Beijing. Access is limited to members, with annual membership fees exceeding 300,000 yuan. It comprises 87 individual villas and five multi-story buildings.

The complex includes various entertainment options and sports facilities.

There are countless football fields, basketball courts, volleyball courts, tennis courts, golf courses, indoor badminton courts, table tennis courts, swimming pools, and more.

Each villa has a different decorating style, some large, some small, each with its own unique charm.

Here, you can experience scenery from almost anywhere in the world without leaving home.

All of these hardware configurations are free; you can simply make an appointment in advance to use them.

The real chargeable items here are all consumer-related and service-related.

Rumor has it that here you can choose from the phone numbers of thousands of young models and hundreds of minor celebrities. In fact, if you have enough money, you can even meet up with some second-tier celebrities, including some declining A-list stars.

Of course, once you've arranged a meeting, it's usually just for a meal and some karaoke. Anything else depends on your own abilities. In a society governed by law, there's no forced buying or selling.

If things had gone wrong, the garden resort wouldn't have lasted this long.

Ironically, Xu Yuan took a taxi, but got out at the entrance and couldn't get in.

However, within three minutes of Xu Yuan making a phone call to Cao Dun, a luxury car pulled up at the door to greet him.

"Sorry to keep you waiting!"

The driver was a middle-aged man with silver hair and a buzz cut. Xu Yuan vaguely felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

This person doesn't seem like a driver.

The other person got out of the car and opened the door for Xu Yuan, who then got into the back seat.

boom!

With a touch of the accelerator, the engine roared to life.

Xu Yuan raised an eyebrow.

Men, besides power and beauty, only love guns and cars.

In the Earth era, Xu Yuan had collected countless luxury cars. Although the car in front of him was a mass-produced entry-level luxury car, its excellent design and performance earned it a place in his garage.

"This car has been modified very well. The chassis is well-tuned, with a good balance of firmness and softness. They've put a lot of effort into the powertrain as well," Xu Yuan said.

Many car modifiers focus on engine tuning, which is a power-oriented approach; excessive pursuit of power can appear crude.

The technical approach focuses more on modifying the chassis, engine clutch, and braking ratio, resulting in cars with extremely strong driving control.

Of course, there are also those who prioritize appearance. They look cool and domineering, and their actions are as fierce as a tiger, but they can just stand still after stepping on the gas!

"An expert, huh?" The silver-haired middle-aged man glanced at Xu Yuan in surprise and said, "I bought this Mercedes-AMG GT63S four-door version about half a year ago, and today is the first time I've driven it on the road. It's been being tuned at the dealership before, but since it's a coupe, it doesn't drive as comfortably as a purebred sports car."

"I like this car too. I used to have one with 600 horsepower," Xu Yuan said.

It's not that he's trying to pretend, but rather that after experiencing something like that, you tend to take things less seriously.

What kind of car did he not have in his previous life?

But in the end, he would only touch these things once a year, less than he used his electric scooter.

Ultimately, it all comes down to its essence: a means of transportation.

I've seen it before, so it doesn't matter.

It is precisely what we do not possess that we value too much.

"600P? You're a pro!" The silver-haired middle-aged man didn't think Xu Yuan was showing off, because he and Xu Yuan had a similar mindset; those who knew, knew.

He doesn't understand, and no matter what you say, he won't comprehend it.

600 horsepower is an almost unattainable figure in a stock supercar.

The Mustang costs 300P, the Porsche 911 around 380P, the BMW M3 395P, and the GTR 486P. Apart from the Lamborghini Gallardo 560P, there are very few supercars that cost over 500P.

Therefore, anyone who can modify a Mercedes-AMG GT to 600hp must be a car modification enthusiast.

"How about you take a turn, young man?" The silver-haired middle-aged man became interested in Xu Yuan.

If Xu Yuan really does own a 600hp Mercedes-AMG GT, then his driving skills must be quite good. If his driving skills are poor, then it means this young man is lying.

If it's the latter, then today's meeting is meaningless.

Noisy!

The black Mercedes-AMG GT stopped, and the silver-haired middle-aged man switched seats with Xu Yuan.

"You can sit in the passenger seat." Xu Yuan fastened his seatbelt and adjusted the controls with practiced ease, clearly showing his experience. He then placed his hands on the steering wheel and said, "Say 'stop' if you feel nauseous."

"Huh?" The silver-haired middle-aged man didn't react.

boom!

With a throttle input, the tachometer spun wildly.

However, the black Mercedes-AMG GT remained stationary, completely still.

No, or rather, the car body was swaying slightly, drifting a bit, as if it were skidding in place.

Then, white smoke emerged from the bottom of the fetus, and the scene suddenly became somewhat dreamlike.

The silver-haired middle-aged man, a racing enthusiast, immediately exclaimed, "Burnout!"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, the Mercedes-AMG GT shot off like an arrow.

The speed was so fast that it pulled the silver-haired middle-aged man directly onto the backrest, creating an extremely strong push-back sensation.

That's right, it's the super flashy burnout start in street racing!

Drift, tail-slide, chain drift!

One minute later, the Mercedes-AMG GT arrived at its destination.

Xu Yuan unlocked the safety lock.

The silver-haired middle-aged man immediately opened the door and jumped out, then lay there churning violently.

vomit!

Xu Yuan rested his elbows on the steering wheel, then propped his chin up, and muttered, "It's time to buy a car. A man who doesn't drive has no blood in his arteries."

"Chairman Zhang!"

The villa's gate was wide open, and Cao Dun rushed anxiously towards the silver-haired middle-aged man, repeatedly calling out, "Chairman Zhang, what happened? What's wrong with you? Why did you vomit? Oh dear, you know..."

In an instant, Xu Yuan realized why the silver-haired middle-aged man looked somewhat familiar.

Because the other party is a big shot in the industry.

Zhang Lin, Chairman of Qianda Media!