Chapter 38: The Second Generation Circle
"Mr. Zhuang, this is your new car, please accept it!"
Johnson looked at the fiery and cool Rafa in front of him, which is worthy of being a limited edition Red Devil, handsome!
"The LaFerrari looks bigger than the Enzo, but they're actually almost the same size – but it's lighter, and the quality control is at 1,255 kilograms......"
"The first to use a hybrid powertrain, borrowing a lot of Formula 1 technology. Powered by a 6.3-liter V12 naturally aspirated engine with 788 hp and an additional 161 hp from the electric motor, it produces a combined output of 949 hp......"
"You look at it from the front and side, the nose spine design that slopes significantly downwards makes the lines stiffer, and if all the wings and diffusers are working at full capacity, it can theoretically reach 322kph. ”
The sales director looked at SC Johnson and said proudly: "In other words, this car will generate a lot of air downforce, and it can even drive upside down!"
"Choose it, it's your vision!"
"The global limited edition of 499 units is even rarer than the F40, if you can, please cherish it. ”
Johnson nodded, the procedures have been completed in advance, the card is 26 million, there is a special test lane behind, and after more than two hours, a special person has pointed his fingers, and finally opened on the road.
Xia Hu sat in the co-pilot, Xia Long drove a Bentley behind his buttocks, Johnson was a little nervous, driving a supercar for the first time, many functions were unfamiliar, carefully control the throttle, and always pay attention to the road conditions.
Fortunately, it is the capital, the traffic is as powerful as ever, stop and go, the global limited Rafa does not exceed 60 miles, from time to time there are all kinds of envy and jealousy in the traffic, waiting for the red light and even the driver next to the mobile phone to take pictures.
Johnson also wears sunglasses, and his heart is very cool, you get what you pay for, Ferrari is handsome!
Drive home, put it in the garage, a Bentley, a Rafa, and now there is an empty one, the Bentley is comfortable to sit on, the sports car is cool, and there is still a domineering off-road vehicle, looking for a chance to get it back.
Taking out his mobile phone, Wang Kuan's circle of friends refreshed that there was a party in the afternoon, Jinhai Circuit, and SCC members as long as they were in the capital, they would try to be there.
Johnson smiled slightly, and when he pretended to be forced, he sent a WeChat message to ask for the time and place, and let that kid see what it means to be bloody!
Suddenly remembered something, the beauty of the fragrant car, she has her own car, but what is it with the two men in black next to her......
After pondering for a while, he dialed Song Qiao's phone, and the other party was very surprised, he heard that he needed a car model, so he immediately sent the information over, Yan Slim and Fat, choose whatever you want.
"So much!"
SC Johnson looked at the roster of hundreds of people, all of whom were professional car models, and they were all photos without makeup, three-point style, and the figure was unobstructed.
Looking at the beauties of Bai Huahua, especially the fixed monthly blood check-up, it is really a specialization in the art industry. Choose a girl named Kiki, pure and cute with long legs, especially breasts, especially fierce!
It may be that there is a lack of maternal love since childhood, Johnson has no interest in thin hemp poles, and big cows are the favorite. Call back and agree to meet at two o'clock in the afternoon, 30,000 a day.
The old saying is true: when a man is rich, he becomes bad, and when a woman is bad, he is rich.
It's okay to be idle, drive in the community to practice your hands, and it's embarrassing to drive fast in the afternoon. Xia Hu was guiding beside him, gradually getting used to it, and finally had a bit of a supercar feeling.
Set off in the afternoon, drive the Lafa by yourself, follow Xia Long Xia Hu to drive a Bentley, and go to pick up the car model and come to the agreed place.
"Wow, you're driving the legendary Ferrari Rafa!"
"There are 499 supercars in the world, and no more than 20 in China!"
"How much is the naked car...... 22.5 million?"
"Second-hand has been speculated to 42 million...... Money can't buy it!"
Johnson looks like Kiki, who is beaten with chicken blood, because she is wearing makeup, she is more youthful and cute than in the photo. Eight-headed body, long legs, especially chest, at least D+
The girl carefully touched the leather sports seat, secretly took out her mobile phone, stared at Johnson and whispered, "Handsome guy, can I take a few photos?"
Johnson was stunned for a moment, and asked curiously: "Do you like cars so much?
"Of course!" Kiki was instantly unhappy, puffed out her cheeks, and said with wide eyes, "Can't you see it so obvious?"
"Although I have not endorsed Ferrari and Lamborghini, my sister is also a domestic first-line car model, Mercedes-Benz, BMW, and Porsche have all stood on the stage, not to mention others......"
"Supercars never use domestic models, all of them are looking for foreigners, and I don't know what's good, isn't it just the high bridge of the nose?"
The more Qiqi spoke, the more excited she became, afraid that Johnson would not believe it, so she turned on her mobile phone and played a video and said, "Don't believe it, right? This is the Beijing Auto Show last month, let's see if there is me at the BMW booth!"
Just at the red light, Johnson took a few looks, and it was really, standing next to the BMW X6 in a glamorous manner, and the people eating melons next to him flashed their lights, muttering to themselves: "Song Qiao's girl is really playing!"
Qiqi finally calmed down, Chu Chu stared at Zhuang Chen pitifully, and said coquettishly: "Handsome guy, I don't know what your name is?"
"Brother Zhuang, it's the first time I've seen such an expensive sports car, I can't help but be a little excited, you look so handsome, domineering president, right?"
Johnson smiled, quite a cheerful little girl, just don't do it. Looking at the Bentley following from the rearview mirror, he smiled and said, "Let's go to the supercar party later, talk less, just follow me." ”
"Supercar club?" Kiki was shocked, quickly grabbed Johnson's right hand holding the steering wheel, and said excitedly: "Is it the legendary SCC?"
Seeing that Johnson frowned, he quickly let go and begged: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, calm down, calm down immediately!"
Slapping his face with his hand, not knowing what to mutter, Johnson smiled dumbly, shook his head, and focused on driving. Come to the agreed location, Jinhai Stadium, one of the four major professional circuits in Beijing.
When I came to the parking lot, there were rows of supercars, and at worst a Porsche, as well as two Ferrari 488s, a Lamborghini, and an Aston Martin one77, many people gathered together, smoked and chatted.
"Wow, I'm not dazzled, am I?"
"Day, Rafa, really?"
"Awesome, whose car?"
Johnson parked the car, and the surroundings were immediately full of people, and he didn't know anyone, so he could only call Wang Kuan and ask the kid to come out to pick up people.
"Brother Zhuang?"
"Get a Rafa in less than three days?"
"Awesome!"
Wang Kuan watched Zhuang Chen come out of the driver's seat, followed by a big beauty, followed by a bodyguard, and said with a thumbs up: "I was wrong, you are a bloody tough guy!"
Front, back, left and right, circled around Rafa a few times, sat in the cab, touched the steering wheel with his hand, and said obsessively: "Good guys, the strongest Ferrari limited to 499 cars in the world, more than 40 million!"
Qiqi stood beside Johnson, holding the man's strong arm tightly with her small hands, feeling the attention of the audience, and her heart was nervous and excited, this is the most bullish supercar club SCC in Beijing!
"Brother Kuan, this master is a face!"
"That is, you still don't introduce the brothers?"
"yes, our first SCC Rafa, Blind Baby. ”
Wang Kuan woke up like a dream, hurriedly came out, clapped his hands a few times, and said loudly: "This is Brother Zhuang, a senior member of Chang'an, a big tyrant with a net worth of billions!"
"I often play investment abroad, I just came back, and I got this baby in three days, my brother, will you join our SCC in the future?"
"Okay, Brother Zhuang is mighty!"
"Senior member of Sister Chen's head? That's really awesome!"
"Haha, let's add another general to the SCC, and kill those pirated garbage in the dead demons!"
Wang Kuan came to Johnson's side, hugged his shoulders affectionately, and said in a low voice: "These are all little minions, just socialize, and introduce real friends to each other later." ”
Johnson nodded, said a few words, threw the key to Xia Hu, and let the melon-eating crowd watch. I followed Wang Kuan into the VIP room, where there were five or six people sitting, smoking cigarettes, and all around him were long legs.
"Brothers, this is Brother Zhuang, a good cow man, let's get to know each other. ”
Wang Kuan pointed to one of the yellow hairs and said with a smile: "Li Fu, nicknamed Coke, one of the earliest founders of the club, started a project from scratch, worked in the National Games venues, and was the most inspirational among us." ”
"FFF Songyang, FFF Chubby, cousin, known as the Tangshan Gang. He opened a steel mill at home, and currently has a company that specializes in supercars. ”
"The more than 10 million ox carts in the SCC belong to them, don't look at Songyang's five big and three coarse, they also like to collect famous watches. A set of Vacheron Constantin Limited Edition can buy ten Lamborghini!"
"That stinky fart is quite a prince, the general agent of Aston Martin, who just smashed 47 million to get a one77. The family sells gold, the door is hard, and the brothers look for him when they encounter problems. ”
"The face full of vicissitudes is Lao Tan, the rich second generation who swam up in the south, playing private equity funds. Kind, especially for my sister, at least seven or eight models a month, and I like to post them, right?"
"There is still one missing, Brother Quan, the second generation of the real roots, usually the nobles are busy, but they are very righteous, they can help if they have something, they are all good friends. ”
Everyone stood up, greeted Johnson with a smile, and sat down, Lao Tan said casually: "Brother is very awesome, does it have anything to do with Europe?"
Johnson cocked Erlang's legs, picked up a cigarette, and said casually: "It's okay, I have mainly invested in a few companies, and I have a little bit of a small share." ”
"Get out of the way, give me a land!" The little fat man came to Johnson's side, lit the lighter, and said earnestly: "Brother, if you get tired of playing Rafa in a few days, 50 million, how about a cheap brother?"