581: bet

Ren Yi couldn't be bothered to look him in the eye, simply stating in a calm tone, "Whether a car is good or not isn't something an amateur like you can judge. I think Han Han has a chance to win this race."

Du Haitao chuckled and said, "No way, buddy, you're too funny. How could his car possibly compete with professional racing teams?"

At this moment, Marion, who was standing nearby, couldn't listen anymore and interjected in broken Chinese, "That B, if you're going to talk like that, then I'm really going to challenge you today. I'm willing to bet that Han Han will definitely be the champion today."

Du Haitao saw that he was a foreigner and looked aggressive, which made him a bit timid.

In his perception, foreigners were superior.

However, being openly mocked in front of so many people, although he felt a bit weak, he still retorted, "Foreigner, do you understand cars? Don't blindly interfere."

Marion continued, "Bet or not?"

Du Haitao was provoked, and his blood immediately rushed to his head. He said, "Damn it, let's bet! What do you want to bet?"

Marion also got a bit carried away and blurted out, "The loser runs naked on this test track."

Du Haitao was visibly stunned when he heard this and asked, "Are you serious?"

Marion said, "Nonsense, don't you Chinese have an old saying about spilled water not being able to be taken back?

Once I've spoken, it's hard to take back, that's how tough I am. What, are you scared? If you're scared, then shut up and stop blabbering here."

Du Haitao finally couldn't resist the provocation, gritting his teeth and saying, "Alright, let's bet. Whoever chickens out is a dog."

Ren Yi had remained silent, a knowing smile on his face.

At this moment, the cars on the track had all started.

Du Haitao's expression changed instantly when he heard the sound. He mumbled, "The sound doesn't seem right. Holy cow, no way! When did Han Han modify his car?"

While he was still wondering, the first car had already shot out like an arrow from a bow.

Lin Zhiying's car was in second place, currently neck and neck with Park Tae-ro of the Mazda team.

Lin Zhiying glanced at Park Tae-ro next to him, and both nodded to each other as a greeting.

Five minutes later, Lin Zhiying's car also sped out.

He was, after all, an old hand and had familiarized himself with this track in advance, so he knew every detail of the track like the back of his hand.

After a three-kilometer straight track, there was an S-bend, followed closely by a steep slope of less than three meters.

The navigator skillfully reported the data. Lin Zhiying successfully passed the first checkpoint.

Behind Lin Zhiying was Park Tae-ro of the Mazda team.

Du Haitao, seeing the race car he supported, immediately stood up excitedly and shouted, "Go, Park Tae-ro!"

As soon as he finished shouting, a girl next to him also yelled, "Go, Wei Ge, go, Wei Ge, I love you, Wei Ge!"

Du Haitao glanced at the girl next to him and felt that he had lost in terms of momentum.

However, he had no choice; he couldn't possibly shout, "I love Park Tae-ro," could he?

That would not only be perverted but might also end up in the news.

At this moment, Park Tae-ro's car also successfully crossed the first checkpoint.

According to the time displayed on the scoreboard, Park Tae-ro was slightly ahead of Lin Zhiying, but by less than a second.

Du Haitao looked at Marion with a hint of triumph and said, "This is only the first turn. There's a series of continuous turns later, which not only tests the driver's skill but also the car's performance.

Today's low temperature and high humidity are very unfavorable for cars with long wheelbases.

If I remember correctly, Park Tae-ro's wheelbase is shorter than Lin Zhiying's. So, this gap will only widen later."

Marion then said, "Yes, you're short, you're awesome."

Du Haitao didn't realize he was being sarcastic and replied, "Yes, just a little bit shorter, and life is different."

As he was speaking, Han Han's car set off.

The car's performance had been significantly improved after the Marion team's modifications, but Han Han still seemed unable to adapt to it in a short period.

When he went over the first steep slope, the speed was too fast, causing a significant drop in speed upon landing.

His ranking fell behind, ten seconds behind Park Tae-ro.

This gap could be described as a crushing defeat; among top drivers, the difference is usually no more than one or two seconds.

It could be said that every spectator present who had hoped for Han Han to win began to mock him on social media.

The cars behind him started one after another.

When Yang Wei's car set off, his girlfriend screamed excitedly, bouncing up and down in place.

Du Haitao said somewhat impatiently, "What's wrong with that woman? Did she take an aphrodisiac, to be so excited?"

Marion said, "What? Are you too short yourself to stand seeing others having a good time?"

Du Haitao finally realized what he meant by

short

but he couldn't think of anything to retort. He could only swallow this silent insult, staring intently at the rankings on the screen, determined to get his revenge after the race.

Ren Yi seemed indifferent to the rankings, chatting with Marion, "How many seconds do you think he'll lead the first-place driver by this time?"

Marion thought for a few seconds and said, "As long as there are no major technical errors, taking first place shouldn't be a problem. Our wheelbase is probably the shortest here, so when going through S-bends, the grip will be much greater than theirs, and cornering will be easier. It just depends on Han Han's skill.

But as for how many seconds he'll lead by, I think it should be within five seconds."

Ren Yi said, "His skill shouldn't be a big problem. I see him slowly adapting to the car's performance, and his speed is gradually catching up."

Marion watched a video clip on the screen.

It was a straight road, about a kilometer long.

Immediately following was a large turn of almost 0 degrees, and after that turn, there was another straight track of about five hundred meters.

Marion said, "After this section of the track, there are basically no more long straightaways; it's mostly S-bends, which is very advantageous for Han Han."

Du Haitao heard their conversation and started to worry a bit. He looked at Ren Yi and asked curiously, "The more I look at you, the more familiar you seem. What's your name?"

Ren Yi said, "Ren Yi."

Du Haitao's mind went blank for a second, then his expression was as if he had swallowed a fly, and he opened his mouth wide and said, "You're Ren Yi, the General Managers of Fenglei? Holy cow, I'm so sorry, General Managers Ren, I'm your fan. I didn't mean to be rude to you just now. I knew you looked familiar."

Ren Yi said, "Hmm."

Du Haitao immediately became enthusiastic and introduced himself warmly, saying, "General Managers Ren, I've been in this industry for over ten years and have worked for four different racing teams."

Before he could continue, Ren Yi interrupted, "Four racing teams, extensive experience, yet you're sitting in the audience?"

These words left Du Haitao speechless.

Just then, a gasp erupted from the audience.