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Chapter 70: Chapter 70: What’s This Car?

"Oh, my dearest Mr. Fang, let’s just move it down like this. This car of yours is simply too precious. If it gets even a tiny scratch, we won’t be able to find replacent parts."

This wasn’t because Gou Dan lacked exposure. After all, as soone from the world’s largest luxury car trading center, what kind of supercar hadn’t he seen?

The main reason he didn’t dare to drive this car was because it was the only one of its kind in the entire world.

If it really got bumped or scratched, it’s no exaggeration to say that even a single screw would need to be custom-ordered from the manufacturer.

Seeing that the other man was unwilling to take the car keys, Fang Chenyi was a bit speechless. He hadn’t expected the car to be so expensive that even the delivery agent didn’t dare to accept the keys.

However, watching their extrely gentle and slow movents, Fang Chenyi felt that they probably wouldn’t be able to unload the car even in half an hour.

Shaking his head, he dangled the car key in his hand. "Alright, alright, just lay down the unloading ramp. I’ll go up and drive it down myself!"

Hearing that Fang Chenyi was going to drive it down himself, Gou Dan and the other staff mbers all breathed a sigh of relief. Nothing could be better.

After all, if Fang Chenyi drove it himself, even if there were any bumps or scrapes, it would have nothing to do with them.

At this thought, Gou Dan quickly ordered his n to lay out the special unloading ramp. Only after repeatedly confirming its stability did he nod at Fang Chenyi.

"It’s ready, my dear Mr. Fang."

Nodding, Fang Chenyi took the car key and walked straight up the ramp.

It was only when he got up close that Fang Chenyi truly felt how high-end this car was. The black carbon-fiber body, the cool headlights, the air intake on the roof, the windshield that seed to rge seamlessly with the side windows—every detail scread one thing: expensive!

He nodded in satisfaction and reached out to pull open the car door.

But when he opened the door and saw the interior, he was instantly speechless. ’The seats and steering wheel are fine, I guess, but what the hell is this center console? Why does it look so ugly?!’

Getting into the car, he took a mont to feel it out. The seats were actually very comfortable. After adjusting the seat to a suitable driving position, he sighed and pressed the car’s ignition button.

VROOOM~

As the car started, the 8.0-liter, quad-turbo W16 engine instantly roared to life. The six exhaust pipes at the rear suddenly let out a massive, rumbling roar.

Glancing around, Fang Chenyi was surprised to find that he could easily master driving this car.

It seed the supercar driving skills he received the first ti covered all supercars, not just his Lamborghini Sesto Elento.

’Now this is aweso.’

A smile on his face, he shifted into reverse and hit the gas. The Bugatti let out a beast-like roar, and then, under the wide-eyed stares of the crowd, it shot down the ramp and stopped steadily on the ground.

Fang Chenyi drove with ease, but the onlookers below were all sweating bullets.

That was so serious skill. If he had been off by even a little bit, who knows what would have happened...

Ignoring the crowd’s shock, Fang Chenyi parked the car to the side.

He then jumped out of the car, paid no more mind to the twelve-and-a-half-million-US-dollar Bugatti, and headed straight for the next container truck.

To be honest, he had only casually flipped through that catalog of luxury cars before and vaguely rembered there should be a Rolls-Royce and an Aston Martin.

Now that he’d seen a Bugatti, he had no idea what the other seven cars were.

Although the keys were in his hand, Fang Chenyi, who didn’t pay much attention to cars, couldn’t recognize which key belonged to which car.

In fact, Fang Chenyi was deliberately not trying to identify them. This way, the feeling of not knowing what the next car would be was a pleasant surprise, like drawing from a lottery.

Seeing Fang Chenyi walk towards the second container truck, the crowd hurriedly followed.

By the ti everyone arrived in front of the second container truck, the car cover inside had already been removed by the staff.

Looking up, everyone’s expressions turned to shock once again.

Wei Yilong, in the crowd, let out a cry of astonishnt. "Holy crap, is that!! Is that a Rolls-Royce?? I knew a tycoon had to buy one of these... Bro, you’re freaking amazing!"

"My dearest Mr. Fang, this is the Rolls-Royce Sweptail you ordered. Will you be driving this one down yourself as well?"

Gou Dan, who was standing to the side, spoke up and asked Fang Chenyi as soon as Wei Yilong finished.

Fang Chenyi glanced at Gou Dan and said helplessly, "If not , how do you plan to unload it? If you can drive it down, then go ahead."

Gou Dan frantically waved his hands after hearing this. "NO, NO, NO, Mr. Fang, you must be joking. Although this car isn’t as expensive as the Bugatti, it’s still priced at eleven million US dollars. A car of this value is best driven down by you personally. We’re truly afraid our skills aren’t up to the task..."

"Holy crap, another one over ten million US dollars?!"

Gou Dan’s voice had barely faded when Wei Yilong’s loud, astonished voice rang out again.

Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, Fang Chenyi patted Wei Yilong’s shoulder. He took the briefcase from him, handed it to Gou Dan, and told him to find the corresponding key.

After taking the Rolls-Royce key, Fang Chenyi held it out directly in front of Wei Yilong and said lightly, "You drive it down?"

Staring at the key in front of him, Wei Yilong imdiately shook his head like a bobblehead. "No, no, no! If I scratch it, I wouldn’t be able to pay for it even if you sold . Besides, the most expensive thing I’ve ever driven is my old man’s Raptor. I have no idea how to drive a luxury car like this..."

In truth, it wasn’t just Wei Yilong who didn’t know how to drive it; Fang Chenyi didn’t either. After all, a Rolls-Royce’s controls were definitely different from a regular car’s.

But now Wei Yilong didn’t dare, Gou Dan didn’t dare, so in the end, Fang Chenyi had to go up.

He got into the car, and just as he’d thought, it was completely different from other cars. Right now, Fang Chenyi couldn’t even find the ignition button.

Fortunately, the guy was quick on his feet. Seeing that he couldn’t figure it out, he decisively pulled out his phone and opened up Google.

You’ve got to love the internet age. If you don’t know sothing, just Google it.

Following the information he found online, Fang Chenyi quickly got the hang of the basic controls.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Fang Chenyi steadily parked the car next to the Bugatti.

Then, he led the group straight towards the next container truck.

"HOLY SHIT! Bro! Bro! What is this car?! Why have I never seen this before?!"

[To be continued...]

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