134: Foot brake! The car god of Mang Village used the foot brake!

Chapter 134: Foot Brake! The God of Maang Village Used the Foot Brake!

"Old Ma, did Director Xu hear what I just said?"

"He should have."

Before the luncheon, Lu Shenwei had specifically reminded them to inform Xu Lei about Julong Steel's venture into aerospace, to secure support from the Air Force Equipment Center and avoid any future misunderstandings.

"I think he heard it too. Let's leave it at that for now. Arrange for the leaders to rest; we'll discuss other matters tomorrow," Wang Zizhong muttered.

There was also a bidding conference for the new factory construction in the afternoon. Since Director Lu was drunk, Wang Zizhong and Ma Quanlin naturally had to take responsibility.

The next day, Lu Shenwei awoke from his hangover.

"Director Xu suddenly received a mission yesterday evening and flew back."

"Were those few matters discussed?"

"They were discussed at the banquet, but Director Xu didn't express his stance."

"Didn't express his stance?"

"Director, I think that not expressing a stance means support, especially since our Julong Steel Plant hasn't yet obtained military production qualifications."

"Uncle Ma makes a good point. We should discreetly pursue aerospace technology. Tell the workers that this matter must be kept confidential; not even their wives or children should know."

"Yesterday afternoon, while you were resting, the design bidding and construction bidding were completed. Dragon Xia Construction will handle the design, Dragon Xia Transportation Construction will handle the construction, and Dragon Xia Railway Construction will act as the third-party supervisor."

"Uncle Wang, are you trying to create a 'Gu' here? The three of them together?"

"It's to ensure project quality, so the three companies are working separately."

Lu Shenwei rubbed his temples: "Alright, make sure there are enough workers. I want to see the new factory put into use by the end of the year."

"There's one more thing," Wang Zizhong asked, "The traffic department wants us to provide information on the owners of longmao agricultural vehicles that haven't been recalled yet. What do you think we should do about this?"

Lu Shenwei organized his thoughts: "This was agreed upon before. First, send out a notice to all vehicle owners, reminding them to return their vehicles as soon as possible. The list can be given to the traffic department as usual."

"Really give it to them?"

"Otherwise? The higher-ups want all longmao small cars painted with [Liuguang] stealth coating to be recalled. We must cooperate unconditionally."

As Julong Steel issued its final recall notice, the car community once again exploded.

[Second recall upgrade? Who are you trying to fool?]

[Last time they recalled the small cars, I found that even the primer was scraped off. What kind of trick are they trying to pull this time?]

[Just cooperate and hand it over. Why so much nonsense? Julong Steel is going to repaint it for you.]

[The notice also said that if you don't hand it over, the traffic department will intervene proactively. Is Julong Steel that powerful?]

[Anyway, I'm not handing it over. Whoever wants to hand it over can.]

"Brothers, don't be so stubborn. Hand over what needs to be handed over," the District Chief pleaded earnestly.

[District Chief, did you hand over your car?]

[Do you even need to ask? The District Chief spent over 100,000 on modifying his car. If he hands over his car, I'll wash my hair while standing on my head!]

[The brother upstairs is pretty hardcore, but it's true. The District Chief is rich and powerful, and he has people covering for him, so what's there to fear?]

The District Chief sighed. In fact, he didn't want to hand over his car either, but he had received a call from the traffic department early in the morning, specifically asking him to bring his car to the traffic management center.

Don't hand it over? Believe it or not, the traffic department will directly revoke your driver's license!

"Everyone, guess where I am."

The District Chief pointed his camera at the traffic management center building and his beloved car.

[Holy crap, the District Chief really went to hand over his car?]

[He's probably been conscripted, hasn't he? Is the District Chief no longer stubborn?]

[Handing over the car isn't impoundment; it's just repainting, my friend from traffic management told me.]

[Hehe, even if the District Chief hands it over, I won't. I'm even more awesome than the District Chief.]

The longmao agricultural vehicle recall incident continued to ferment. Most car owners, hearing the warning from the traffic department, were still afraid and obediently handed over their vehicles.

Of course, there were also stubborn car owners who planned to resist to the end, only to receive a traffic violation notice.

In the traffic department office building, several Traffic Police officers murmured as they looked at the recovered vehicles.

"I don't know what the higher-ups are thinking, making us handle this."

"Stop talking nonsense. There are still over a hundred small cars not recovered. There's an illegal modified car race on the Qinchuan North District mountain road this afternoon. Let's try our luck."

"I heard there's some 'God of Maang Village' recently, he's pretty good."

"We'll find out when we go."

In the evening, on the Qinchuan North District mountain road.

Several young men with dyed hair and spirited youths gathered, talking excitedly.

"Our generation has produced a God of Cars. With a longmao agricultural vehicle used for deliveries, he's beaten almost all the racers."

"You're talking about Li You Tian, the God of Maang Village, right? That old man drives like a madman. I heard he's already cut his brake pump."

"Don't you dare talk nonsense. Without a brake pump, people will die."

The Qinchuan North District mountain road has nine twists and eighteen turns. Going downhill requires frequent braking. Without a brake pump assist, is he going to use a foot brake?

As they were talking, a longmao agricultural vehicle with "You Tian Tofu Shop" painted on its body appeared at the bend.

"The dragon cat is going up the mountain! The dragon cat is going up the mountain!"

"Holy crap, is it really an agricultural vehicle? Awesome!"

"That speed must be 120, right? Is he trying to die?"

"Quick, get the speed gun and check."

"Boss, the speed gun isn't responding."

"What? Get in the car, quick!"

More than a dozen racing cars parked by the road instantly ignited and started.

"Tonight, whoever beats this agricultural vehicle will be heavily rewarded with 200,000!"

"Yo-ho! Charge!"

The racing cars' V12 engines roared, and blue flames spewed from their exhaust pipes.

More than a dozen racing cars, like drawn swords, chased after the longmao small car.

Li You Tian saw more than ten sports cars coming aggressively through his rearview mirror and muttered to himself.

Do people need to drive sports cars to buy tofu now? Lunatics!

He floored the accelerator, instantly leaving the sports car convoy behind.

As he approached the big turn, he showed no sign of slowing down.

"Holy crap! Is that old man crazy?"

"My goodness, no one's going to die, right? Quick, stop him."

"Too late, we can't catch up to him at all."

"Slow down, quick! Slow down!"

Just as it seemed like the car would crash and kill him, Li You Tian suddenly swerved the steering wheel, extended his left foot out of the car, and stomped hard on the ground.

"Holy crap! The legendary foot brake?"

"That's outrageous, isn't it? Cornering through a drainage ditch? How the hell are we supposed to win now?"

A sports car's ultra-low chassis, let alone cornering through a drainage ditch, could be deadly if it hit even a small stone.

"Boss, are we still chasing?"

"Chasing my ass, we don't even have a chance to eat his exhaust. Trash sports cars, they can't even compare to an agricultural vehicle."

The spirited youths were dejected, but they still insisted on driving their cars down the mountain.

However, as soon as they reached the bottom of the mountain, they were all dumbfounded.

Li You Tian was bowing and smiling apologetically: "Officer, I didn't know this car was being recalled."

"Look at your agricultural vehicle; the brake pump is broken, and you still dare to drive it?" The Patrol Police said with a grim face.

"I don't know which bastard broke my brake pump. I've worn out three pairs of cloth shoes driving recently," Li You Tian grumbled.

The Patrol Police issued a notice: "Go to Julong Steel on Monday to get a new car. You're just lucky you didn't get into an accident."