Super Car Sales System

Chapter 699 Enjoying the Fast and the Furious (for Subscription)
Hou Shujun's energy is not small, Fang Yuan doesn't know whether he spent money or was given face, in short, he got a chance to show off.

The two cars drove to the starting area, Song Yu followed the driver and did not forget to tell Fang Yuan to slow down in time when he reached the curve, and pay attention when going uphill, the speed should not be too fast, in short, safety is the first, and no accidents should happen .

Fang Yuan understood that Song Yu was doing it for his own good, and he didn't think he was too wordy, so he kept nodding with a smile on his face.

The two cars were parked side by side at a distance, and because it was not a formal race, Song Yu had to stand beside him holding a small green flag as a signal light.

The engines of the two cars started to roar, and when the green flag fell, Fang Yuan and Hou Shujun rushed out for more than ten meters at the same time, Fang Yuan felt that Hou Shujun was speeding up faster than himself, and he was actually a head ahead of himself.

Fang Yuan was a little depressed, thinking that something was wrong, the same model, Song Yu's tuning is also good, logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this.

Inadvertently glanced to the side, Fang Yuan was completely frightened, it turned out that Zhang Chen squatted behind without saying a word, and did not go down.

Song Yu kept nagging in his ear, Fang Yuan really didn't notice that Zhang Chen didn't get off the car, subconsciously stepped on the brakes to quit the race.

Zhang Chen is too familiar with Fang Yuan, just by looking back at him, he immediately guessed Fang Yuan's current thoughts.

Zhang Chen straightened up and shouted at Fang Yuan: "Brother, please, take me for a run, I promise I will never touch a racing car again in this life."

"Okay, hold on tight." Fang Yuan sighed, and finally relented, but just as soon as there was a delay, Hou Shujun on the right was already two or three meters ahead.

Fang Yuan fell behind because of himself, Zhang Chen was embarrassed: "Brother, come on, chase after."

Zhang Chen cheered for Fang Yuan guiltily in the car. Song Yu and the others behind him looked at the two cars that were sprinting wildly like wild beasts. They shook their heads slightly at the same time, thinking that the champion is the champion. Fang Yuan Still almost hot.

After being snatched by Hou Shujun, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up again.

Regardless of the fact that the game has just started, in Song Yu's eyes, the victory is already locked, because Hou Shujun's style is very stable, he will not make any mistakes, and will not give Fang Yuan any chance to surpass.

Now that he is behind, Fang Yuan is not panicked at all. He is not optimistic about life and death. It's a little hilarious. The high-speed track is indeed much cooler than the small track in the North Ring. I really enjoy the speed and passion.

He rushed through this straight line without any scruples, and finally came to the first relatively gentle corner. Hou Shujun in front hardly lost fuel to slow down, entered and exited the corner precisely, and passed at full speed. A little more chance.

Fang Yuan followed behind without slowing down, and pressed his right wheel against the shoulder of the road, ready to take the risk of shortening the distance with the car in front, and catch up with Hou Shujun little by little.

However, because Zhang Chen was behind, the posture of the body was slightly skewed, and the angle of exiting the corner was not precisely aligned with the front. Fortunately, Fang Yuan was sensitive, and he gave a little direction and adjusted in time.

The method of risking the road shoulder to shorten the distance didn't work, but Fang Yuan still bit Hou Shujun firmly, and followed him directly into the continuous curve.

Hou Shujun's running style is quite satisfactory, he brakes hard when he needs to, decelerates when he needs to slow down, enters the corner accurately, exits the corner sharply, and controls the speed and angle flawlessly.

Fangyuan is different. From the moment the body of its 911 GT3 CUP tilted and drifted into the corner, the whole car swayed from side to side, the friction between the tires and the ground made noisy noises, and thick smoke rose from behind. Huali is like a dragon swimming in the sea, entering and exiting the bends as smooth as silk, but it hurts Zhang Chen behind.

The body swung to the left, and his head hit the safety net holder on the left, a big bag.

The car body drifted to the right, and his head had an intimate contact with the roll cage, another big bag.

After going back and forth a few times, Zhang Chen's head had no good places to go, but in order not to distract Fang Yuan, he almost gritted his teeth and kept silent with tears in his eyes.

Hou Shujun's movements in front were mediocre and without any tricks. Fang Yuan watched the rear of his car dangle in front of him, but couldn't catch up.

After so many games, Fang Yuan felt helpless and anxious for the first time.

But Fang Yuan could tell that Hou Shujun's running style was very different from his own, very similar to his master Song Guoyuan, and belonged to the steady type.

To deal with this kind of person, a bold idea came to Fang Yuan's mind, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he yelled at Zhang Chen: "Brother, hold on tight behind, don't move."

Fang Yuan's voice was full of excitement and madness, Zhang Chen's heart skipped a beat and rose to his throat, feeling that something was wrong, he immediately leaned tightly against the car.

Fang Yuan bit Hou Shujun tightly, and followed him through two hairpin turns, two long bends, and the speed became faster and faster on the final straight line.

Zhang Chen had already been dumped, but now looking at the erratic scenery outside the window, he was so scared that he almost cried, hating himself why he had to follow the competition?Is it not good to live?
Just when Zhang Chen was eager to get off the car, but did not dare to shout out, Fang Yuan and Hou Shujun flew towards the final ramp one after the other.

Song Yu and the others standing on the stands knew that they had to slow down when they reached this ramp. Hou Shujun, who had been several meters ahead of Fang Yuan, had already started to lose fuel, but Fang Yuan's speed was getting faster and faster, showing no sign of slowing down.

"Fang Yuan, are you crazy? Slow down." I don't know if Fang Yuan in the game is crazy, anyway, Song Yu's eyes are wide open, and Fang Yuan is scared crazy. He pressed his hands on the guardrail, Leaning forward, shouting loudly. ,
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, everyone watched Hou Shujun steadily cross the top of the slope and began to descend smoothly. At this moment, Fang Yuan's 911 GT3 CUP slanted directly into the air from the top of the slope, which was unimaginable. An arc was drawn above Hou Shujun's head, and finally landed two meters in front of him.

Plop, the four wheels hit the ground, the body of the 911 GT3 CUP undulated violently like the waves of the sea, before it stabilized, the engine started roaring again, and rushed straight to the point, the huge inertia made the speed faster, and Hou Shujun Left far behind.

The people in the stands were dumbfounded and remained motionless in incredible movements.

Hou Shujun in the car was even more confused and at a loss, he couldn't figure it out, Fang Yuan was clearly behind him, why did he suddenly come in front of him?

Did it fly over?

impossible.

Who dares not to slow down in front of the ramp?
Are you dying?
Hou Shujun couldn't figure out the reason, but the facts were in front of him. Fang Yuan had already rushed to the finish line first, defeated himself, and won the race.

Still defeated himself with a greater advantage.

Confused, helpless, puzzled, disturbed... Countless negative emotions turned in Hou Shujun's mind.

One doesn't even have a racing license,
One has never even participated in a regular game,

A person who only ran one lap at the Dahai City International Circuit,
He actually defeated himself, the champion of himself?
This unacceptable result completely shattered Hou Shujun's self-confidence. He even forgot to step on the accelerator and let the car rush forward by itself.

Hou Shujun stared straight at Song Yu and the others, raised his arms and cheered towards Fang Yuan, watching Fang Yuan and Zhang Chen get out of the car one after another...

"What? There's another person?" Hou Shujun thought he was dazzled, so he quickly took off his helmet, lay his whole body on the steering wheel, rubbed his eyes vigorously, the one who just pulled his leg out of the car wasn't Fang Yuan's friend?

Fang Yuan actually brought a person to participate in the competition?

What made Hou Shujun speechless was that Fang Yuan brought a person and even defeated him. This...

Song Yu and the others were also stunned when they saw Zhang Chen get out of Fang Yuan's car, no wonder they couldn't find Zhang Chen anywhere, they thought he went to the bathroom or hid somewhere.

Song Yu knew that in order to reduce the weight of the racing car, everything that could be dismantled was removed. Fang Yuan brought a big living man weighing more than 100 kilograms, and he could win against Hou Shujun. If it was a normal competition, wouldn't he have a greater advantage?
At this moment, in Song Yu's eyes, in his mind, Fang Yuan is simply a car god, an idol he worships.

Song Yu's gaze turned to Zhang Chen, and just as he was about to reprimand him, he suddenly noticed that Zhang Chen's hair was fluffy and his cheeks were red and swollen. Could it be that he was sick?

However, the smile on Zhang Chen's face was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear. He couldn't be more energetic: "Zhang Chen, what's wrong with you? Why is your face like this?"

"It hit me." Zhang Chen was really happy that Fang Yuan won, and felt a dull pain when he touched his head, "It's still full of bumps."

"Hahaha, you deserve it." After laughing, Song Yu began to scold Zhang Chen, asking him if he knew how dangerous it was to follow Fang Yuan on the track, and he must never do it in the future.

It took Hou Shujun a while to recover. When he got out of the car, his legs were as heavy as lead, but he still walked towards Fang Yuan.

If you lose, you lose. People can beat me with a big living person. I have no skills, so I have no choice. Hou Shujun still has this kind of bearing, and he extended his hand to Fang Yuan to congratulate him: "You are very good, Fang Yuan , you are the champion of this group."

"Mr. Hou is polite." Fang Yuan also admired Hou Shujun, his technique is very stable, even without Zhang Chen behind, it is estimated that it will be very difficult to win.

Fang Yuan won himself, but he didn't show a trace of arrogance, his expression was calm as if he had done a very inconspicuous thing, unlike some racing drivers, let alone won the championship, even if he just entered the final and finally won a The penultimate one, the tail can be raised to the sky.

Hou Shujun felt that Fang Yuan had a good attitude, a good temper, and higher quality, and asked curiously: "I'm sorry Mr. Fang, I was dazzled at the time, you were clearly behind me, how did you run in front of me?"

"I didn't slow down when going uphill, but accelerated..."

Fang Yuan didn't finish his sentence, but just said that he didn't slow down when he went uphill. As a racing driver, Hou Shujun already understood that he didn't suffer a loss, and his skills might be comparable. I dare not fly down at such a high speed. If the angle is not well controlled, I don't even need to go to the hospital's ECU, and I will directly pull the crematorium.

Hou Shujun held Fang Yuan's hand again, and said slowly, "Mr. Fang, I lost, and I lost because I was convinced."

"Mr. Hou, you are polite." Hou Shujun lost one bite at a time. The embarrassed Fang Yuan didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only smile awkwardly.

Fang Yuan and Hou Shujun exchanged greetings together. Song Yu next to him saw and heard with his own eyes that Hou Shujun was as arrogant as Hou Shujun.

Song Yu thought to himself that he had to seize the opportunity, as long as Fang Yuan taught him a few tricks casually, he might be able to enter the top three next year.

We must seize the opportunity, Song Yu asked Fang Yuan excitedly: "Fang Yuan, will you still advertise next year?"

"Vote." Fang Yuan felt that one must be trustworthy in life. Although it was not written down in black and white, the 300 million he promised would never change.

"Hey, if I make you my friend, I don't need advertising fees." Afraid that Fang Yuan would refuse, Song Yu said as fast as a machine gun, "In the future, you can give me some advice when you have time."

"If you give advice or not, let's communicate with each other, improve each other, and grow together." But Fang Yuan still insisted on paying advertising fees, a mere 300 million, and he was not short of money, so he had to keep his promise.

Song Yu knew that Fang Yuan said that he communicated with each other and made progress together to save face for himself. He brought a big living person with him, and he could defeat several champions.
This is being polite, Song Yu doesn't want Fang Yuan's 300 million.

One wanted to give, and the other refused to accept it. It was as if they were going to fight, and no one else could pull them away.

"Okay, okay, let me give you a note." Hou Shujun separated Song Yu and Fang Yuan, and said to them, "Song Yu, Fang Yuan is a man of integrity, you accept his 300 million..."

"Mr. Hou..."

Song Yu was eager to refute, Hou Shujun looked at Fang Yuan, and continued: "Mr. Fang's driving skills are good, and his character is better. I will also give your company a free advertisement, just like what Song Yu told you , let’s make friends, and we’ll discuss car skills together in the future and make progress together, okay?”

"Of course." Fang Yuan stared at Hou Shujun. Song Yu was No. 5 last year, and the sponsorship fee was given a discount of 300 million. No. 1 like Hou Shujun, I am afraid it will cost more than [-] million. He doesn't want to take Hou Shujun's Cheap, "Mr. Hou, I can't ask you to give me free..."

"Friend, we are all friends, just give me a face." Hou Shujun is not short of money, so he doesn't care about the sponsorship fee at all.

Hou Shujun has a bold personality, which is very similar to Fang Yuan's temper. Since he said so, Fang Yuan can only agree.

After the game was over, Fang Yuan still had something to do, so he exchanged contact information with Hou Shujun, and said apologetically, "I do have something to do this afternoon, so I can't delay here any longer. We will keep in touch in the future."

"Well, as long as I come to Huaxia in the future, I will definitely play with you." Hou Shujun is a Singaporean, and he often comes to Huaxia every year.

Zhang Chen touched the big bags all over his head, and suddenly Fang Yuan said: "Brother, let's not go to Xu Yuan first, I have prepared a mysterious gift for you, let's go and see first?"

Wang Kecheng, Song Yu, Zou Tingqian, including Hou Shujun were very curious, not knowing that Zhang Chen had prepared a gift for Fang Yuan.

"It's not my birthday, why prepare a gift for me?" Zhang Chen suddenly wanted to give himself a gift, and he wanted to go and see it now, Fang Yuan smiled puzzled.

"I've bought it, you have to accept this gift." Fang Yuan helped himself so much, Zhang Chen decided that Fang Yuan had to take it if he didn't want it, and shouted at Zou Tingqian and the others, "Do you want to go and see it together? "

"Of course I thought about it." Hou Shujun and Song Yu didn't know Zhang Chen's details, but Zou Tingqian and Wang Kecheng knew it perfectly. They were very curious about what Zhang Chen would give Fang Yuan, and they were very secretive.

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