Shenhao starts from system downtime

Chapter 592

"coming?"

Fu Yang and the others were shocked when they heard Lin Qian's words.

At this moment, the honor of the HAC supercar club had all been pinned on Lin Qian. The people who were a little scattered at first quickly gathered around Lin Qian following Lin Qian's words.

"The truck has already arrived outside, and now it is looking for a place to unload the truck."

Facing the attention of everyone, Lin Qian responded quickly.

"Don't look for a place!"

"Qian'er, you call the driver and ask him to drive the truck directly into the venue, and we will unload the goods in the venue."

"Hongyang, you go to the control center now and ask them to send two staff members to raise the closed gate of our west district."

Fu Yang waved his hand, his words were full of determination.

"it is good."

Lin Qian and Chen Hongyang responded at the same time, and then everyone moved.

The other members of the supercar club who were originally scattered around Lin Qian and the others were a little confused when they saw Lin Qian and the others suddenly disperse, and there was no despondency on their faces.

"What's the situation with these people in the HAC supercar club? Why are they all so excited after losing the race?"

"Give up on yourself? But no matter how you say it, the HAC Supercar Club will definitely give an explanation on today's matter!"

"Eh? Why is the gate of the West District still open?"

"Big goods? What?"

……

Originally, Lin Qian and the others were the focus of the audience, but now Lin Qian and the others suddenly moved, and the eyes of most people on the scene followed Lin Qian and the others.

The large gate in the west area slowly descended, and then a large truck with a length of more than 20 meters, under the attention of everyone, quickly drove into an open space on the scene.

"May I ask who is Mr. Lin Qianlin?"

After the truck stabilized, a foreign man in a black casual suit came out from the co-pilot of the truck, looked at the people in front of him, and asked politely.

"I'm."

Lin Qian raised his hand and gestured to the foreign man.

"Hi, Mr. Lin, I'm Wilfred, Director of the International Freight Department of Bugatti Headquarters. Your world's only God of Darkness is now in the cargo box. Do you need to unload the car now for inspection?"

Wilfred was extremely respectful when facing Lin Qian.

He doesn't know much about the origin of this car, but he still has a general idea of ​​the value of this car. The price of this car alone is enough to make an ordinary person go from ordinary to ordinary people in an instant. The value of jumping to the bourgeoisie is beyond Wilfried's imagination.

Therefore, Wilfred naturally respected the owner of this car, not daring to show any disrespect.

"Check and accept now, send someone to unload the car!"

Lin Qian looked at the long cargo box next to him, his eyes were full of anticipation, suppressing the excitement in his heart, he managed to remain calm and gave orders to Wilfred.

"Ok."

After hearing Lin Qian's order, Wilfred bowed slightly to Lin Qian again to reply, then got up and walked quickly to the back of the container, and ordered the staff in the container to start unloading the car.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The sound of the iron cargo box door sounded one after another. After Wilfred opened the cargo box door, more than a dozen staff members walked out of the cargo box, and then these people began to unload the truck in full swing.

These staff members are obviously very skilled workers, but in just ten minutes, the God of Darkness wrapped in wooden boards was placed flat on the open space by the staff with a forklift.

"Mr. Lin, do you want to come and disassemble it yourself?"

Wilfred asked Lin Qian with a smile.

"of course."

Lin Qian responded irrefutably, and then walked towards the wooden box containing the God of Darkness with a smile on his face, while Fu Yang, Xu Tian and others followed closely behind.

……

In the stand area, in a corner of the box of ZHCC supercar club, a young man dressed in fashionable clothes was nestled in a soft sofa, holding a mobile phone and playing games quietly, looking very leisurely.

"Brother Tan, you're going to play soon, don't you want to go down and get familiar with the track?"

A slightly delicate female voice sounded, and a sweet-looking girl in shorts and short sleeves walked up to the young man and asked.

Hearing this, the young man didn't raise his head or open his eyes, but responded indifferently: "There are still two hours left, why worry?"

The girl felt the lukewarm attitude of the young people, and her eyes showed a touch of disappointment. Although her family conditions were better than 99% of the people in this world, she was considered a proper wealthy family for ordinary people, but she was quite Compared with the young man in front of her, her family is somewhat inferior.

The young man in front of her is Tan Fen, the super-rich second generation who is dubbed by netizens as the emperor of Shanghai. He is also the protagonist of the phrase "You may not be rich if you work hard, but Tan Fen must be rich".

While the sweet girl was hesitating in place, suddenly a chubby little man walked in from the door, and then looked around. After seeing Tan Fen, his eyes lit up immediately, and he rushed towards Tan Fen.

"Brother Tan, stop playing games, go for a walk and join in the fun!"

The little fat man came to Tan Fen's side, reached out and locked the screen of Tan Fen's cell phone, and was about to go out while grabbing Tan Fen.

"Guo Liang, I'm playing in qualifying!"

Tan Fen, who was forcibly pulled up, looked at the little fat man whose forehead was covered with fine sweat, and complained a little helplessly.

"Qualifying?"

The little fat man was stunned for a moment, then stretched out the phone in front of Tan Fen, unlocked it with Tan Fen's finger, and then looked down at the game interface.

"Zero kills, three assists, nine deaths."

After Guo Liang glanced at Tan Fen's record, he locked the screen of Tan Fen's phone again with a "click".

"Brother Tan, you are making the biggest contribution to this qualifying match by hanging up the phone now!"

Guo Liang looked at Tan Fen sincerely and said.

"Worthy..."

When Qin Fen heard Guo Liang's words, his complexion turned dark, and he angrily snatched the phone back from Guo Liang's hand, but after snatching it back, he didn't play anymore, but urinated on the name and himself since he was a child. The mud player asked, "What makes you so excited?"

"Brother Qin, do you know the current situation on the field?"

"I know."

"Then do you know Lin Qian?"

"Slightly heard."

"Now that you know, it's easy to say. I heard the rumor that Fu Yang from the HAC supercar club was about to accept his fate. It turned out that the supercar customized by Lin Qian abroad was delivered to Yanjing a long time ago. So Lin Qian decided to temporarily use his customized supercar to give it a go for the HAC supercar club."

Guo Liang explained quickly.

"Where did Lin Qian order this car?"

"Bugatti headquarters!"

"Oh?"

When Tan Fen heard Guo Liang's words, there was a touch of interest in his eyes.

"Walk……"

"Let's go down and have a look!"

(End of this chapter)