F1: The Car Feels Absolutely Great At The Start, I Am The Car God!

The biggest feature of this luxury executive sedan is its exceptionally soft suspension!

After all, the Mercedes-Benz S-Class is designed for those capital bosses. These bosses often have dedicated drivers, so they are more focused on the ride comfort experience.

But this S65 has the pedigree of AMG after all, so even though it is a luxury car, it still runs as well as any supercar.

"There are so many rich people in Shanghai! They own Ferraris and Mercedes. They are so rich!"

Chen Jingshu looked in the rearview mirror at the drowsy middle-aged man who was leaning on the headrest and sighed silently in his heart.

After informing Chen Jingshu of his destination, Liu Jie also leaned on the headrest and gradually closed his eyes.

Forehead......

Are these rich people too defensive? Are they just falling asleep? Aren't you afraid of kidnapping them? Chen Jingshu had a sudden idea.

But when I saw Liu Jie's thick arms.

Chen Jingshu estimated that he might really beat himself to death with one punch, and he felt relieved.

As expected, a man of great skill is bold!

In order to allow the bosses to sleep comfortably, Chen Jingshu drove very steadily and tried his best to maintain the center of gravity of the vehicle when cornering.

"Brother, there's a call, Beng Beng! Blind Karaka! Beng Beng! Blind Karaka!"

The cell phone in the middle-aged man's pocket suddenly rang.

This kind of ringtone made Chen Jingshu almost laugh out loud.

Chen Jingshu covered his mouth desperately, blushing, trying not to laugh out loud.

"Hello? Who is this?"

The middle-aged man pressed the answer button and made a lazy sound.

I couldn't hear clearly what was said on the other end of the phone, but in the rearview mirror, the middle-aged man's face became more and more ugly, and then he smiled evilly again.

"Of course I know you can't give up your seat! But there is absolutely no way I can pass this arbitration motion!"

"Let me tell you! If I let Jiang Chi get a super driver's license! My name, Shao Mingyuan, will be written backwards from now on!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

"Uncle Shao, what's wrong? What happened." Liu Jie turned his head and looked at Shao Mingyuan.

"Alas! Li Yi wants Jiang Chi to enter F1, but I don't agree. As the head of the Z Automobile Federation, as long as I don't agree, they won't be able to obtain a super driver's license."

Shao Mingyuan sighed, his face heavy.

"Jiang Chi? Hasn't he never even driven F2?" Liu Jie asked doubtfully.

"Yeah, his three-legged cat skills can't even run in F1." Shao Mingyuan replied angrily.

"Then why do you have to let him go?

"This is all damn capital operation. Jiang Chi is Li Yi's godson!"

"In order for the F1 motorsport to develop in country Z, FIA promised to give priority to drivers from country Z to provide driver seats. Li Yi saw the business opportunity and desperately wanted Jiang Chi to enter F1."

Having said this, Shao Mingyuan punched the seat cushion hard with an expression of hatred on his face.

"Can't we, a country with such a large population, find someone who can drive?" Liu Jie looked at Shao Mingyuan in disbelief.

"well!"

Shao Mingyuan sighed heavily, and then said seriously:

"Our country's racing culture is very weak, and the automobile industry lags behind the West. It's really hard to find a good driver!"

"I also want to see drivers from country Z appear in the F1 arena, but they are definitely not drivers like Jiang Chi who take advantage of the loopholes. With his level, even if he enters F1, he can only be a foil."

"What I hope is that country Z can produce a driver who is hopeful of winning the championship! Only in this way can our country's racing industry truly flourish!"

“Only by winning the championship can Western countries be silenced!”

After Shao Mingyuan finished speaking, he leaned back on his seat. At this moment, he seemed much older.

"Eh!"

Liu Jie also sighed, then turned his face and stared ahead, not knowing what he was thinking.

fia? Super license? ! Driver's seat? Head of China Automobile Federation? ! ?

This series of words hit Chen Jingshu's ears, shocking him extremely.

Is this old man the head of the National Automobile Federation? So if I want to enter F1, don’t I need his help?

Chen Jingshu looked at Shao Mingyuan through the rearview mirror, and his heart surged like a stormy sea.

Now?

immediately?

Kneel down and call daddy?

Be his godson? To be used as a cow or a horse for him?

All kinds of weird ideas came to Chen Jingshu's mind. After thinking about it, he finally made a decision.

Now is not the time, let alone that I can't drive F1 at all now. Even if I can drive, I can only serve as a supporting driver, and I won't even be able to compete.

The F1 race is the most cruel. Once you fail to achieve results, you will immediately become a wingman driver. The famous F1 driver Jasly is a good example.

Results are everything. If you don't do well, you won't even be able to be a wingman, and you will be asked to pack up and leave.

It’s so realistic!

No team is willing to spend huge sums of money every year to maintain waste.

Sponsors need brand effect and the team needs to have good results. If the team does not have results, sponsors will not be willing to spend money.

So for Chen Jingshu, the top priority is to first participate in f4, and then enter f2 to accumulate experience. This is the most important thing!

Thinking of this, Chen Jingshu calmed down, maintained his manly reserve, and stopped thinking wildly.

"Brother, there's a call, Beng Beng! Blind Karaka! Beng Beng! Blind Karaka!"

Suddenly, the phone rings again.

This time Chen Jingshu couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into laughter.

Liu Jie and Shao Mingyuan saw that this young man was so impolite, and they couldn't help but roll their eyes at him.

Shao Mingyuan stared at the phone screen and saw that it was his daughter's call, and then pressed the answer button.

"Daughter, why are you calling me? I'm on my way back." Shao Mingyuan said dotingly.

"Dad!" the girl on the other end of the phone said in a tearful voice:

"My ex-boyfriend got married today and I don't want to continue living in this world."

"Dad, I'm sorry, my daughter can't take care of you anymore. I hope you can live a long life and be in good health."

"There is no god to believe in in this life. I hope that in the next life, I can go to the feet of a god who is compassionate to the world and obtain salvation..."

"Dududu..." As soon as she finished speaking, the girl hung up the phone.

"Daughter! Daughter! Don't be confused!"

Shao Mingyuan was so anxious at the moment that he yelled at his cell phone, but got no response.

Dial again and it's already turned off.

"Hurry! Hurry! Hurry back! My daughter committed suicide at home!" Shao Mingyuan shouted to Liu Jie almost hysterically.

"What?!"

Liu Jie was shocked when he heard this. He immediately unbuckled his seat belt and shouted to Chen Jingshu:

"Stop the car quickly! I'll drive!"

"What are you doing?! I told you to stop! You're driving too slow!" Seeing that Chen Jingshu ignored him, Liu Jie couldn't help but became furious.

"Put your seat belt on!"

"What?!?"

"I asked you two to fasten your seat belts!" Chen Jingshu also roared.

In fact, the moment Chen Jingshu heard Shao Mingyuan say that his daughter was committing suicide, he was already speeding up.

But Liu Jie took off his seat belt, and Shao Mingyuan didn't fasten his seat belt either. This made Chen Jingshu afraid to sprint for fear of falling into the two of them.

The two of them were startled by the roar of the young man Chen Jingshu, and then they stopped caring and quickly fastened their seat belts.

"You guys sit tight! It's best to find an armrest to hold on to."

The two of them were a little confused about the situation at the moment, but their bodies involuntarily followed Chen Jingshu's instructions and held on to the armrest tightly.

"What do you want to do?!" Liu Jie asked suddenly, not knowing why.

However, the next moment, he understood what Chen Jingshu was going to do...

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