Chapter 58 Master Qin, can you drive a supercar?

The Bentley and Lexus dealerships sent people to deliver the cars.

Along with them came a pile of gifts.

One member of the nutritionist team was responsible for receiving them, while the other two were responsible for organizing the items.

Ling Yue couldn't wait to go to the garage.

Out of the ten parking spaces, five were now occupied.

"It finally looks like something," Ling Yue said, crossing her arms, feeling the joy of collecting in that instant.

She used to collect all sorts of bags because she was used to being frugal, a habit formed over time.

Now, she liked collecting cars, houses, jewelry, and all sorts of valuable things simply because she enjoyed the feeling of spending money.

Pulling herself together, Ling Yue looked around the garage again and realized the car models were too monotonous.

She suddenly turned back and asked, "Master Qin, can you drive a supercar?"

"Yes, I can," Master Qin replied.

His previous company's garage had a few supercars. Since his boss knew he used to drive for wealthy people and had a steady temperament, whenever a client rented a supercar and needed a driver, the boss would have him drive it, so he became proficient over time.

"That's good," Ling Yue smiled.

She turned and walked out of the garage, then took out her phone to contact Xun Ji.

The phone rang for a long time before the other end picked up.

"Ling Yue?"

Because they could barely be considered business partners, Xun Ji had saved Ling Yue's number.

Also, because they had only met a few times and hadn't communicated much, their level of understanding was only slightly better than that of strangers.

So, why was she calling him?

Hearing the confusion in Xun Ji's tone, Ling Yue went straight to the point, "I heard from Kan Jiashu that you are very knowledgeable about supercars. I want to buy some limited-edition top-tier supercars on the market. Do you have any recommendations?"

Xun Ji was even more confused, "You like sports cars too?"

Every time he had seen Ling Yue, she was either riding in a Vellfire or a low-key Audi.

There was no sign that she liked sports cars at all.

"I wouldn't say I like them that much, but I just want to collect them," Ling Yue said straightforwardly.

She wanted to collect them, yet claimed she didn't like them?

Buying top-tier supercars is incredibly expensive!

Even he had to sell houses to support this hobby. In his garage, he only had three cars that could truly be ranked as top-tier supercars.

Mentioning his hobby, Xun Ji changed from his usual devil-may-care, arrogant attitude of looking down his nose at people, and began to speak eloquently on the other end of the line:

"There are too many!

When buying cars for the sake of collecting, you can be completely impulsive and follow your aesthetic preferences.

The Porsche 918 is not bad; it's one of the easier supercars to handle, both enjoyable to look at and to drive.

The Aston Martin Valkyrie has a unique, powerful appearance, gull-wing doors, and incredibly beautiful lines. I've always wanted to buy one, but after asking everywhere, no one is willing to sell.

The Apollo Project EVO—I test-drove it on the track before; the power is maxed out, and the look is super cool! Violent aesthetics, the god of sports cars!

The Pagani Zonda AY, the supercar of supercars, expensive and rare... I can't afford it yet."

As he spoke, he exposed himself, "Last time I sold Yujing No. 1 to you, didn't I get 50 million? I was planning to go to Switzerland to pick up a Jesko Absolut, but that jerk Kan Jiashu insisted I keep the money to invest in his project. As a result, I missed the opportunity, and my heart still aches when I think about it now!"

Xun Ji rambled on and on.

Ling Yue thought to herself, so this person can talk this much.

"I..."

Ling Yue was about to say something, but was interrupted by the inexplicably enthusiastic Xun Ji, "I am currently in the UK attending my aunt's wedding ceremony and won't be back for a while.

How about this: wait for me to return, and I will introduce you to the Hangzhou Supercar Club. It requires a personal referral from a member to enter, so you can't get in on your own.

The club has a consignment business where you can occasionally find good cars, and if you're lucky, you can even encounter rare limited editions.

The more I talk, the itchier I get. I'll try my best to come back early, and we'll go together then!"

Uh...

This is a bit too enthusiastic.

"Then I'll trouble you?" Ling Yue had only intended to ask for advice, but ended up taking a shortcut.

Xun Ji said carelessly, "What's the big deal? We're friends!

When you buy a car at the club, as the referrer, I can also earn corresponding points. In the future, when the club acquires limited editions from overseas, clients with more points get priority to choose!"

Heh.

In their previous meetings, this guy was incredibly tight-lipped with her.

Now they were friends.

His definition of a friend probably depended on whether they shared common hobbies.

This conversation ended up making Ling Yue the one who was tight-lipped.

*

Once her period ended, Ling Yue began her studies, with driving lessons in the morning and swimming in the afternoon.

This was a celebrity driving school.

It focused on one-on-one teaching, specializing in private spaces and a customer-first principle.

Most of the enrolled students had a bit of money themselves or from their families, and some were even stars you could see in movies and TV shows.

Her Continental parked in the driving school's exclusive customer parking lot. Ling Yue saw a Rolls-Royce and a Maybach parked on the left; like her, there was a driver sitting in the driver's seat of each.

After getting out of the car, she saw several very cool-looking motorcycles parked on the right. She didn't know the brand, but one look told her they were expensive.

Upon receiving the news that the client was about to arrive, the instructor waited across from the parking lot. Beside him was a service staff member holding a tray. As soon as they saw Ling Yue get out of the car, they both walked toward her with smiles.

Just then, a deafening roar came, and a black and orange beast sped past Ling Yue at an extremely fast speed.

The strong wind it kicked up, like icy blades piercing through, instantly made Ling Yue break out in a cold sweat. Her body instinctively triggered a defense mechanism, causing her to stiffen up so much that she couldn't take another step forward.

"Snap!"

The service staff member was also scared pale. In that instant, he thought he was about to witness a flying person. Fear made him unable to hold the tray steady, and it slipped from his hands and crashed to the ground.

The warm, damp towel 'splatted' onto the ground, while the tray kept spinning around.

At the same time, the motorcycle owner stopped, steadying the bike with legs as thin as bamboo poles.

He took off his helmet, shook his messy hair, flipped his bangs back, turned his head with what he thought was a cool attitude, curled his lips, and said to Ling Yue, "Beauty, watch where you're going."

Ling Yue didn't hear a word of what the man was saying.

The surroundings were silent, the world stood still, and Ling Yue could only hear the 'thump-thump, thump-thump' of her heartbeat!

Ling Yue exhaled a breath of turbid air. Her body almost went limp, but she forced herself to stand firm, and only then did she snap out of the lingering fear of almost dying.

She valued her life more than anything.

To get healthy, she followed the doctor's orders strictly. She, who had always loved spicy food, had eaten a bland diet for two consecutive months until her mouth was practically tasteless, and she hadn't cheated once; even the doctor praised her for being obedient.

And just now,

She was almost hit and killed by an idiot...

Ling Yue walked slowly toward the man with a cold face.

The bodyguards protecting her in the shadows noticed the disturbance.

Whoosh!

They opened the car doors and sprinted toward Ling Yue with their strong, long legs.

Ling Yue arrived in front of the man.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, looking Ling Yue up and down with great amusement.

Fair-skinned, pure and seductive, the vibe of a first love.

She was the type of good girl he liked to conquer the most.

"Beau..."

Slap! Slap!!

Ling Yue slapped him hard across the face twice, her hand stinging from the impact.

The man was stunned for a moment. Since birth, everyone had pampered him; the most he had ever received was praise, never a slap.

"Damn it... Ah!" Just as his anger flared, his scalp suddenly tightened, followed by a cry of pain. His body was yanked off the motorcycle, and then someone shoved him hard from behind. With no power to resist, his small frame fell straight toward the ground.

It hurts!

It felt like his chest had been hit by a heavy hammer!

Before he could struggle, his hands and feet were restrained so he couldn't move.

Shame and anger immediately consumed him, "Fuck! Do you know who the hell I am?"