How can I justify myself as a Magnate if I don't indulge myself? Chapter 197 - 116 The Final Swan Song of the Aventador

On the racetrack, Gu Heng’s craziness continued...

Outside the track, Tong Jingcheng watched with mixed emotions as his beloved car was ruthlessly abused...

People who buy sports cars not only enjoy the cool appearance of the supercars but also the extre speed they offer. Of course, he wanted to race on the track like Gu Heng...

But unfortunately...

His driving skills didn’t allow it...

The kind of high-difficulty maneuvering through consecutive turns that Gu Heng was doing on the track could easily lead to a car crash and fatality if he tried...

Now he understood what Gu Heng ant when he said he’d cover the "vehicle inspection costs" before entering the racetrack...

With the way he was driving, after a few laps, who wouldn’t want to check if there was sothing wrong with the car before feeling assured?

Just then, several people approached Tong Jingcheng.

All of the young people were about 30 years old save for one who seed slightly older, maybe in his 40s...

From their attire, it was clear they were not ordinary people...

One of the youngsters, unable to help himself, asked Tong Jingcheng who was standing by the track: "Why are you here?"

Tong Jingcheng turned around and greeted the few individuals next to him, firstly addressing a casually dressed man: "Brother Lu."

Then he responded to the young man who had just spoken to him with a smile: "If I’m not here, where else would I be?"

"If you’re here, then who’s in the car?

I was wondering if you’d gone off for so special training recently since your driving skills have beco so amazing. From the looks of it, you brought a professional driver with you?"

Tong Jingcheng grimaced at the comnt: "Didn’t I say I was bringing a friend over? That guy driving my car is him, but I really didn’t know he’d drive so recklessly.

If I had known, I’d have let him rent a car instead. I’ve had this car for three years, and I’ve never pressed the accelerator like he has. He’s not just pushing the pedal; he’s stepping on my life!"

At this mont, the man previously referred to by Tong Jingcheng as Brother Lu, still fixated on the SF90 speeding on the racetrack, slowly spoke: "This is how one truly enjoys a supercar. You guys just buy cars to show off and pick up girls, completely wasting such good vehicles."

His tone was unabashedly disdainful of the others.

Hearing Lu Yuan’s words, the group exchanged glances, and initially teasing Tong Jingcheng, Wu Yifeng just shrugged carelessly: "I buy supercars exactly for showing off and picking up girls. My family has billions waiting for to inherit. Acting like those racecar drivers risking their lives would be insane. Isn’t it more thrilling to take girls out and enjoy the envious gazes of others?"

Without a doubt, anyone who could afford to play with supercars was rich, and not just ordinarily rich.

Apart from Tong Jingcheng, who could be considered self-made to so extent as an internet celebrity, the rest were well-known second-generation rich kids.

Yet after Lu Yuan finished speaking, aside from Wu Yifeng who could barely retort, the others instinctively fell silent...

This showed the status Lu Yuan held among the group...

While they were chatting, Gu Heng, who had had his fill of excitent, drove the car off the track under the guidance of the staff mbers, and Tong Jingcheng hurried over...

Every second of Gu Heng on the racetrack was agony for him...

The car door opened, and Gu Heng took a deep breath of fresh air, slowly exiting from the driver’s seat...

The previously well-grood hair was soaked with sweat, vapor rising faintly from his head, making it seem like he hadn’t been driving, but rather competing in an athletic event...

But that was normal...

Although Gu Heng possessed "Mastery of Advanced Driving Skills," this was essentially his first ti driving a supercar so wildly. It was only natural to sweat profusely from nervousness and excitent, not to ntion Gu Heng had been driving on the edge...

The staff, clearly used to this sight, quickly handed a white towel to Gu Heng.

As Gu Heng received the towel, he saw Tong Jingcheng affectionately touching his engine hood, which was starting to heat up, and couldn’t help laughing: "Does it hurt to see?"

"Ahem... just a bit..."

Seeing Tong’s expression, Gu Heng also felt a bit embarrassed...

Experiencing the pinnacle of industrial technology for the first ti, he got a little too excited and forgot it wasn’t his car...

With this thought, Gu Heng turned to the staff: "Arrange for a technician to check this car. It was a little overloaded during those 20 minutes. See if there are any issues, and if there are, take care of them on the spot. Whatever the cost is, co to ."

The staff mber nodded promptly: "Yes, we’ll have the technician co for the inspection right away."

Everyone had witnessed Gu Heng’s madness...

He was truly driving it like it was an airplane, the kind of stunt you only see in shows...

If it had been a lesser car without proper preparation, a blown engine was not out of the question.

Hearing that Gu Heng was willing to pay, Tong Jingcheng hurried to say sothing polite, but Gu Heng anticipated what he was going to say and cut him off: "Alright, let it be as it should be. I didn’t feel anything wrong while I was driving. Besides, an inspection won’t cost much, so let’s not argue over it."

As Tong Jingcheng was about to speak, the young people who had been chatting with him also walked over.