Inside the car.
Looking at the increasingly remote scenery, Zhou Xing couldn't help but ask, "Where are we driving to?"
They had already driven out of Shanghai and arrived at the outskirts.
Back during the meal...
Su Xi hadn't given up on her wicked intentions and had been pestering Zhou Xing relentlessly.
In the end... Zhou Xing was finally persuaded.
After all, few men could resist the allure of driving a supercar and racing it on a track.
Supercars are born for the racetrack.
Only on the track can the performance of such a car be fully unleashed.
If the mclaren p1 is a ferocious azure tiger on the track...
...then on city roads, it's nothing more than a little kitten.
Zhou Xing happened to have nothing to do in the afternoon, so he prepared to go and do a few laps.
Su Xi wanted to race, and Zhou Xing didn't really mind.
Anyway, he wasn't going to sit in the passenger seat.
If she crashed, even better; that way, Su Xi could just sign an indenture contract.
Trading a P1 for a high-end talent was definitely not a loss.
So he decided to go and check it out. He was quite interested in these somewhat mysterious racetracks; after all, in his previous life... he had no way to participate in such things.
"You wouldn't know this, but these professional racetracks are expensive to build... and the land is even more expensive, so they're all built on the outskirts of Shanghai. We're going to the Tianmashan Circuit, STC. It's a budget alternative to the Shanghai International Circuit, SIC."
Su Xi explained, "Although the track here is small and the conditions can't compare to the Shanghai International Circuit, it's convenient. Aside from some small to medium-sized races, it's usually open to ordinary people like us. Unlike the International Race Track, which won't open at all unless there's a major competition."
Zhou Xing nodded slightly.
So that was it.
He really hadn't looked into it before.
But it made sense when he thought about it. Even someone like him, who didn't know much about racetracks, knew that not only was the construction cost ridiculously high, but the maintenance costs were also staggering.
Especially F1 tracks—those were astronomical.
Large tracks could barely break even by hosting international events... they never lacked for guests.
They didn't need to rely on casual visitors for income.
In fact, the money earned from a few laps might not even cover the wear and tear on the track.
Only small tracks like this would be open daily.
"We're here."
Before Zhou Xing could speak, Su Xi had already driven the car to the main gate of the Tianmashan Circuit.
A Staff Member stepped forward.
Su Xi rolled down the window, took a white card from her bag, and handed it over.
After the Staff Member registered it, they returned the membership card, and the barrier in front of them rose.
Zhou Xing glanced at Su Xi. She even had a membership card. This was more than just coming once in a while to satisfy a craving; she clearly wished she could live here. This woman had quite an addiction.
Su Xi immediately drove into the racetrack.
She parked to the side.
Zhou Xing got out of the car and looked around.
Although the environment was quite nice...
The track was empty, without a single car in sight.
But his first impression was...
...that this racetrack was a bit too small.
The entire length... was probably only about two kilometers.
It was completely different from what he had imagined.
"Don't look down on it just because it's small. This track is an FIA-certified F3 track, which is already quite an achievement."
Su Xi seemed to notice Zhou Xing's disdain. "Even though it's small, it's the only one around Shanghai open to the public. For the others, you either have to wait for an international race or they simply don't allow outsiders in—unless you're the owner of the track."
Zhou Xing smiled and didn't say anything.
"Want to give it a try? While there are no other cars, how about a couple of laps?"
Su Xi suggested.
Zhou Xing looked at the track and suddenly felt a bit tempted.
Small as it was, it was still a track. A track like this was perfect for a novice like him.
He might not even be able to handle those high-level tracks.
He immediately nodded and sat in the driver's seat.
After adjusting the seat...
...he started the engine.
He drove the car onto the track.
"Floor it! Accelerate!"
Su Xi sat beside him, giving instructions.
There was a very long straight directly in front of Zhou Xing, so he had nothing to fear.
He slammed his foot down on the gas!
Roar! The mclaren p1's RPMs climbed rapidly.
The engine let out a beastly roar.
Watching the speed climb—one hundred... one hundred and fifty... two hundred... the scenery on either side flew past.
Zhou Xing felt a surge of adrenaline.
His head was buzzing, and he couldn't even hear Su Xi's voice next to him.
Yet the mclaren p1 still had plenty of power.
It seemed this was its true form. In the city, it was like a sleeping lion; now, it had finally awakened.
Slowing down for the corner!
Extremely smooth... the mclaren showcased its excellent balance system.
Then another long straight, and he accelerated again.
Zhou Xing's blood was boiling.
In less than a minute, he had completed a lap.
When he brought the car to a stop...
...he still wanted more.
He simply did several more laps until he was fully satisfied.
As expected... supercars belong on the track. Only then is it exciting and exhilarating enough.
After parking the car...
Su Xi said impatiently, "Let me do a few laps. You were driving way too slowly just now."
"There's no need to slow down that much for corners. Watching you drive from the side was driving me crazy."
"Even my grandfather would drive faster than you."
Zhou Xing: "..."
Although he knew that as a novice, his skills weren't particularly good, he didn't expect that one day his driving would be looked down upon.
And by a girl, no less.
Zhou Xing smiled and said nothing.
His skills definitely couldn't compare to people like her who spent all day at the racetrack.
He immediately unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the door, and got out.
Su Xi also got out.
Then, seeing Zhou Xing standing to the side, she asked in confusion, "Aren't you coming along? I'll show you what it's like to drift through a corner."
"No thanks. I've done several laps, I'll just take a breather."
Zhou Xing refused bluntly.
Get in her car?
Only someone who'd had their head caught in a door would do that.
He had already experienced her driving on the city roads. This was a racetrack, and he was Su Xi's boss, after all; he didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of her.
"Alright then."
Su Xi nodded with some regret. "That's a bit of a shame. I may be a girl, but on this track, my skills are among the best."
She took the keys from Zhou Xing's hand and was about to get into the car.
Suddenly, a voice called out to her from a distance.
"Su Xi."
Su Xi turned her head and saw several people walking toward them.