Even Turbos Have to Eat Dust

"Now taking girls out will be much easier. The Aston Martin was always more of a performance SUV—a bit cramped and not ideal for passengers. This new car solves that problem perfectly."

"These two cars are absolutely stunning."

Su Yang circled the vehicles excitedly, meticulously admiring them from every angle for several minutes before finally stepping to the front to snap a photo with his phone.

At the moment, Su Yang wasn’t entirely familiar with the specs of these two cars, so he called out in his mind:

—System, give me a quick rundown of these two cars’ performance parameters.

【The Mansory Custom Edition Cullinan is a five-door, five-seat full-size SUV with an 8-speed automatic transmission. Equipped with a 6.7L V12 engine tuned by Mansory, it delivers a maximum output of 610 horsepower and 950 Nm of torque, accelerating from 0-100 km/h in 4.9 seconds.】

【The Ferrari F80 features a hybrid system combining a 3.0L twin-turbo V6 with three electric motors, producing a combined 1,200 horsepower. It rockets from 0-100 km/h in just 2.15 seconds, with a top speed of 350 km/h. At speeds above 250 km/h, the car generates 1,050 kg of downforce. This is a hypercar that balances extreme performance with comfortable driving.】

After the system’s brief introduction, Su Yang’s eyes gleamed with excitement.

The two cars—one black, one red; one towering, one low-slung—stood side by side like perfect works of art.

Su Yang walked over to the Cullinan, opened the door, and settled into the driver’s seat to soak in the experience.

"Damn, this is Rolls-Royce for you. The seat quality, the interior, the leather, the snug fit—absolutely insane."

The Cullinan’s exterior was pure black, while the cabin featured a striking orange-and-black combination. The interior trim was a mix of carbon fiber, genuine leather, and real wood, complemented by Rolls-Royce’s signature starlight headliner. Sitting inside felt like the pinnacle of luxury—a life fully realized.

【Ding! Detecting host’s heightened excitement, exhilaration, and deep enjoyment. Reward: 1 million yuan.】

"This car is just too cool, oozing luxury."

Su Yang glanced at the rear seats, where the space was absurdly generous. Normally seating three, it could comfortably fit four if he were taking girls out—though he’d never break traffic laws, of course.

With a smile, he turned back and started the engine.

VROOM!!

The Mansory-tuned V12’s exhaust note was thunderous.

This car offered the ultimate in comfort while doubling as a high-performance machine. Both its exterior and interior were in a league of their own.

Only one word could describe it: perfection.

After two minutes of savoring the moment, Su Yang shut off the engine and stepped out. Closing the door, he moved to the F80.

The F80’s interior was a world apart from the Cullinan’s.

Not that it wasn’t stunning—it was, with a futuristic, tech-heavy design dominated by Alcantara and carbon fiber. But everything about this car, inside and out, screamed aggression. It was the kind of machine that looked ready to pounce, a true hypercar in every sense.

The two cars had entirely different personalities. The Cullinan exuded opulence, dominance, and prestige. The F80? Pure menace—like a predator coiled to strike.

Su Yang took his time exploring the cabin. Thankfully, his professional racing skills meant he quickly figured out the controls, even in this unfamiliar beast. Without that expertise, most people would struggle just to start it.

Listening to the engine’s deep growl, Su Yang grinned, his face alight with excitement.

Though this model had two fewer cylinders than its predecessor, Su Yang had never driven a LaFerrari, so it made no difference to him.

He’d planned to rev it a few times before heading to the Audi dealership, but the itch to take it for a spin was too strong.

Closing the door, he shifted into first gear and eased onto the throttle, rolling out smoothly.

Compared to the McLaren Senna, this car turned even more heads on the road—partly due to its eye-catching red paint, partly its radical design. Even non-car people couldn’t help but stare.

Su Yang kept the drive short, just a quick loop around the roads outside Senhai Manor.

【Ding! Detecting host’s joy from driving a new car, immense pleasure, and deep satisfaction. Reward: 2 million yuan.】

"Even a Turbo S would be left in the dust by this thing! So damn sick!"

Still buzzing, Su Yang turned at the intersection and headed back to the underground garage.

After parking and admiring the car a while longer, he retrieved several bags of camping gear from the Aston Martin’s trunk and took the elevator upstairs.

A quick shower and change of clothes later, he stepped out again.

Since he was picking up another car, Su Yang walked to the roadside outside his neighborhood to hail a cab. As he reached the curb, his gaze instinctively flicked toward the sales office.

Today, Gu Xiaoman wasn’t outside making phone calls.

Just then, a taxi pulled up. Su Yang flagged it down and climbed in.

"To Tianhui Auto Mall, please."

"You got it. Seatbelt on, please."

......

Forty minutes later, the taxi stopped outside the Audi dealership in Tianhui Auto Mall.

Su Yang paid and stepped out. "Thanks, man."

"No problem."

Walking into the showroom, he was immediately greeted by a saleswoman in a fitted black uniform.

With a bright smile, she approached. "Hello, sir! Are you here to look at cars today?"

"Here to pick one up, actually. Is Lili around?"

"Lili?" The saleswoman’s expression flickered with disappointment—no sale for her.

"She’s in the office. I’ll fetch her for you. Please have a seat over here in the meantime."

Su Yang smiled. "Thanks."

Minutes later, the rapid click of heels announced Lili’s arrival as she hurried over with a stack of documents.

Trailing behind her were three or four other sales staff and a middle-aged man in a suit.

"Mr. Su! You should’ve told me you were coming—I’d have been ready!"

"No worries, just here for the car. No need for the fuss. Who are these folks?" Su Yang eyed the group behind her.

"Oh, right! Since you mentioned yesterday you’d be coming today, we’ve prepared the car and a small delivery ceremony. These are my colleagues, and this is our dealership’s general manager, Mr. Zhang."

Lili turned slightly to introduce them one by one.

The middle-aged man, Mr. Zhang, had a healthy complexion and slicked-back hair. He stepped forward, offering a black business card with a smile.

"Mr. Su, pleasure to meet you. I’m Zhang Xiong, general manager of Haicheng’s Audi dealership."

Su Yang stood up, took the business card, and shook hands with Zhang Xiong. "Hello, Mr. Zhang. I didn’t bring my business card, so..."

"No problem at all! I happened to be at the dealership today and thought I’d come join your vehicle delivery ceremony."

Su Yang nodded with a smile. "Honestly, there’s no need to go through all this trouble just for a handover. A simple photo would’ve been enough."

"Oh, we couldn’t possibly skip it! Whether the customer participates or not, we always prepare the setup—it’s part of our job."

Su Yang chuckled lightly and nodded. "Alright then, I appreciate the effort."

"Not at all, it’s our pleasure."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Su Yang followed the group to the dealership’s delivery center.

There, in a spacious area, stood a car covered with a black cloth.

A sign was placed near the front left side of the vehicle, bearing Su Yang’s name along with a few simple congratulatory words.

Su Yang glanced at it and thought to himself, ‘So this is what a delivery ceremony looks like? I’ve owned plenty of cars, but this is the first time I’ve experienced this kind of thing. Well, no harm in gaining some new experience.’

[Ding! Detecting the host’s participation in the delivery ceremony. Mood greatly improved. Reward: 1 million yuan.]

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