I Don’t Want To Be Popular

After sitting down, we exchanged a few words.

The manager said directly: "Mr. Chen, you are interested in buying that all-carbon P1. We have verified that you have met the qualifications to purchase P1. As for the price, it was also the price we communicated before coming here. Now that the price of P1 has dropped, this is what you want to buy. good time."

Chen Chuan had already made preparations before he came.

Just like Ferrari's Enzo and Rafa, if you want to buy these two cars, you need to first have a 458 and then an F12.

In the same way, if you want to own this McLaren P1, you must first own a McLaren 650S and then add an MP4 to be eligible to buy it.

Therefore, if you see a P1 on the street, it means that the owner has two McLarens parked at home.

Two McLarens are no big deal to Chen Chuan. His car dealership already has regular McLaren sports cars.

Yesterday, he asked the car dealer to transfer the ownership for him, so now his purchase qualification is unlocked. These can be checked at McLaren's backend.

As for the price, there is a [McLaren Coupon] of 9 million provided by the system, which has been received.

As for this all-carbon 10000, he can just pay another 3 million, which already includes various taxes and fees.

If you spend 3 million to buy a full-carbon P1, what kind of bike do you want?

It’s so sour and refreshing that I can’t even imagine!

This car was sold for 22 million back then!

The all-carbon P1 was gray and parked quietly in the showroom.

The iconic evil smile on the front face and the exaggerated air duct shape give the whole vehicle a real supercar look.

The front air duct can provide strong downforce when the car is at high speed, and the air inlet on the roof can increase the amount of air intake for the engine. The active rear wing can be opened at high speeds to provide maximum downforce.

The through-type LED taillights surround the entire buttocks and look like Yamata no Orochi. Coupled with the split spoiler, all made of carbon fiber, it is sci-fi and domineering.

It is worthy of being one of the species at the top of the supercar pyramid.

The more Chen Chuan looked at it, the more he liked it, especially the "evil smile", which was simply charming and prettier than 918.

He signed the car purchase contract and paid for the car without hesitation. I first spent the 9 million given by the system, and then spent 3 million from my own card.

At this time, the balance of his bank card was still 13.32 million.

The money mainly came from selling wild ginseng for 8 million yuan, and buying Wang Lixin a consumer rebate card for 911, which cost nearly 3 million yuan. And last night [Silence is Golden] won 4.32 million.

Plus a little deposit from before.

Now to buy a McLaren P1, you spend 3 million, and only 13.32 million is left.

This money is enough for him to spend time in the Shanghai stock market.

The lady in the store brought hot coffee again.

While waiting for the car's formalities and temporary license plate, Chen Chuan sat in the car and studied the car's functions, mainly opening and lowering the active rear wing.

A young lady wearing a white shirt and a black skirt came over, bent down and asked, "Sir, do you want me to get in the car and explain it to you?"

After getting Chen Chuan's permission, she bent down and sat in the car, moved her buttocks first, and then moved her legs in. This butterfly door is a bit bad, it is inconvenient to get in and out.

After she came in, she closed the car door.

He softly explained how to raise and lower the active rear wing.

"Add you on WeChat and I'll contact you if I have any questions. Is it convenient?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Convenient." She took out her mobile phone, showed her QR code, and let Chen Chuan scan it, "Mr. Chen, this active rear wing is like this. After starting, click the activation button to ensure that both sides are in track mode. The next step is to click and press race, and a prompt will appear here, asking you to press race again to confirm. Now, you can clearly see that the rear wing is rising, from this rearview mirror."

"Really, let me take a look?" Chen Chuan leaned over, put his hand on her thigh, and followed her gaze to the rearview mirror.

He didn't touch everyone, mainly this young lady from the McLaren Center. She was wearing a white top and black uniform, and her legs were quite nice. He was curious about the weather in Shanghai in November. How was this young lady? Are your legs still wearing stockings?

The result...it was very slippery and my legs were bare.

The young lady didn't say anything and continued: "Then, the most critical step is that there is a countdown here. The system will not be set until the countdown is completed. Only then can you turn off the engine. , otherwise you won’t be able to switch gears, make other settings, or reverse the car.”

…

Chen Chuan arrived here at two o'clock in the afternoon. After finishing everything, it was half past five.

At the McLaren Center, the manager came out with a group of store employees.

Chen Chuan drove this all-carbon P1 on the road.

The low roar of the engine was like the roar of a mythical beast before it came out of its cage.

McLaren engines live up to their reputation, and the sound alone is stunning. It's not a low-quality street sound, but you can feel the high quality of this car as soon as you hear it.

The plug-in hybrid P1 has two engines providing a total of 1,000 horsepower.

What is the concept of 1,000 horsepower? It is equivalent to two Ferrari 458s tied together...

The pushing feeling of this power output is indeed not inferior to that of one of the three sacred beasts of 918.

It is rumored that the P1 with all speed locks unlocked can reach a speed of 390 kilometers per hour, which is already beyond the speed of an airplane taking off. It is a true land aircraft.

Even in Shanghai, where luxury cars are everywhere, the P1 hits the streets, and it is a full-carbon version, which attracts countless heads.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but there are indeed many beauties on the streets of Shanghai.

When "taking the chance" to pass by the theater entrance on Huashan Road, Chen Chuan also thought that his "sister" Ni Shiran was still going to school here.

Sister Shui Ling, who was only in her second year of college, looked back and even regretted that she was so calm in her own villa in Hai Yueting. Thinking about it now, she was like a Buddhist.

The car parked in front of the theater. The campus is a small building with a sense of age, which is very charming.

At the school gate, I also found that there were indeed many luxury cars here.

Audi R8, more than 2 million.

BMW Z4, less than one million.

Porsche 911, this car is indispensable everywhere.

Lamborghini Aventador, big bull, more than 7 million.

There are quite a few Ferraris, Bentleys, and Maybachs.

But his P1 is the species at the top of the pyramid among these cars.

Sitting in the car, watching people coming and going, I was thinking about whether to ask my god sister to come out so that I could take him to play some games.

At this time Liu Cheng called.

"Chuan, No. 7, North Bund Old Pier, come quickly."

…

Old Pier No. 7 Restaurant is located in the old town of Dongjiadu, a quiet place.

Sitting in the restaurant, you can look out at the charming river view.

Each table is equipped with flowers, candles, and silver tableware, which is romantic and elegant.

"The person Liu Cheng introduced to you? Liu Cheng is a big talker. You can only believe half of what he says." A girl with short hair said to Pan Lu.

Liu Cheng sat across from the two of them, looking embarrassed.

At this small gathering in the evening, Pan Lu brought a female friend named Guo Weiwei.

Liu Cheng said: "I'm not bragging this time. My friend is really good. He has recharged more than 10 million in online games."

"Only a ghost can believe it?" Guo Weiwei said, "Either he stole someone else's account, or he was an official agent."

"Don't talk nonsense, who are you talking about hacking your account?" Liu Cheng lowered his face.

"Okay, okay, let's stop arguing. Chen Chuan will be here in a while. Guo Weiwei, please help me ask. He said that he has a suite at No. 1 Dongjiao. You are from a decoration company and you are familiar with the real estate. Over there Are there any new communities?" Pan Lu said.

Guo Weiwei smiled even happier: "No. 1 Dongjiao is the core of Zhangjiang. The surrounding second-hand houses are priced at 200,000 square meters per square meter. Liu Cheng, you introduced that person, why are you bragging and not drafting? The small apartment of 50 square meters nearby is just He really dares to ask for 10 million."

Liu Cheng took a sip of water, but he couldn't answer his words.

He let Chen Chuan brag, but he didn't let him talk about Dongjiao No. 1... This was too harsh.

Guo Weiwei added: "Our company recently received a big order for Dongjiao No. 1. The owner is really wealthy. I heard that the renovation cost was eight figures. After a while, I will ask that person which community his house is in."

Half past six in the evening.

A low engine roar came from outside the restaurant, and the mellow sound drifted into everyone's ears along with the wind from the Huangpu River. But in Shanghai, where luxury cars are everywhere, everyone is used to it.

After a while, Liu Cheng saw Chen Chuan walking in and waved: "This way."

"Excuse me, this is Guo Weiwei, Pan Lu's friend. Guo Weiwei, this is Chen Chuan." Liu Cheng introduced.

After Chen Chuan sat down, he saw the girl looking at him.

Liu Cheng consulted several people for their opinions and ordered a meal for four for 1,388 yuan.

It can be seen that he is not a stingy person.

Liu Cheng asked: "Chen Chuan, where did you go shopping this afternoon?"

"Pick up the car."

"Are you really going to pick up the car?" Liu Cheng was surprised.

Pan Lu asked with a curious smile: "What car are you talking about? Is that P1 you are talking about?"

Chen Chuan nodded.

"Hahahaha!" Guo Weiwei laughed out loud, "Pan Lu, you know what P1 is. You two really dare to ask and the other dares to answer. Let me give you some popular science. P1 refers to McLaren P1. This yes……"

Snap.

Chen Chuan didn't want to watch Guo Weiwei's performance anymore, so he put P1's car keys on the table, interrupting Guo Weiwei's science time.

"This is McLaren's flagship supercar, priced at 12.5 million..." Guo Weiwei's voice became smaller and smaller, looking at the car keys on the table.

The car logo is a hook, very similar to Nike.

Liu Cheng's eyes widened. He grabbed the car key and took a closer look. He confirmed that it was a McLaren supercar, but he was not sure whether it was a P1 car key. Because he hasn't seen it either.

Opposite, Pan Lu and Guo Weiwei also had wonderful expressions.

Liu Cheng leaned closer and asked softly: "Chuan, did you go to rent a car?"

Liu Cheng was not that stupid. Until now, he was not sure whether Chen Chuan went to rent a car or really picked up the McLaren supercar P1.

Because, Chen Chuan actually recharged more than 10 million in the game and got a top-notch outfit.

Spending so much money, even President Teng may not be able to spend it, right? Besides, would Chairman Teng really be stupid enough to give Chen Chuan 10 million to play games?

So...if it wasn't President Teng who had the money, who could it be?

Chen Chuan is the trustee of the game company? This may be very small, because he, Liu Cheng, recommended Chen Chuan to play this game!

"Don't be afraid, the key might be a fake, a PHS or a lighter. Even if it is really McLaren's key, he may not have bought it. He might have rented it." Guo Weiwei leaned into Pan Lu's ear.

Chen Chuan put away the car keys and said, "Okay, let's not make it so complicated. Liu Cheng, thank you for your kindness and helping me introduce someone. However, I don't lack women. Pan Lu, you are quite beautiful, but you are not me." The type I like, so you don’t have to always ask about my monthly salary, whether I have a house or not. We are just ordinary college classmates. I come to Shanghai to play and have a meal together, what do you think?"

Pan Lu looked stunned, as if she didn't expect Chen Chuan to speak so straightforwardly.

She felt a little embarrassed, but she also felt that there was nothing wrong with what they said, and she couldn't just turn her back and leave, so she had to say: "Yeah... yes."

"Eat, eat, the atmosphere is a bit tense. Don't worry, everyone, let's have some wine and chat while eating." Liu Cheng smoothed things over.

Guo Weiwei looked at Chen Chuan and sneered: "Are you quite straightforward? Your friend helped you introduce a partner, and you just talk like this? Is it because you can't pretend anymore, or are you playing the opposite trick? What caused our Pan Lu Curiosity?"

Chen Chuan thinks this short-haired girl is interesting, so... he can't pretend to be cool in a quiet way, but he can't pretend to be cool in a showdown?

Chen Chuan put away the car keys and simply stopped talking. He couldn't talk to the two women opposite him, so he stopped talking. He just finished his meal and left. If I don't look for Yao Qian tonight, President Teng won't feel well and can't look for her, but the young lady at McLaren Center seems to be very flirtatious.

After dinner, it would be nice to go out to a nightclub on the Bund to dance. It's useful here, let the two women opposite me cross-examine him.

Chen Chuan did not reply to Guo Weiwei's words, but said to Liu Cheng: "Let's eat quickly, and I will take you to play in the evening."