Zhang Jingdong followed Lin Han outside.
The orange Lamborghini Gallardo was parked gorgeously by the roadside.
And now it belonged to him!
Zhang Jingdong walked up to the car with excitement, carefully checked the bodywork, and then turned to Lin Han, "Everything seems fine, can I drive it away now?"
Lin Han passed the car key to Zhang Jingdong, seizing the chance to throw him another huge flirtatious glance: "Of course, if you have any problems later, feel free to contact me... Have a smooth ride!"
Zhang Jingdong took the keys with a nonchalant smile, then got into the car.
Starting the engine, Zhang Jingdong revved it a few times, the roar as wild as a bull's bellow.
Zhang Jingdong felt an instant rush.
After some maneuvers, he slammed on the accelerator again, feeling the strong pushback, and in a blink, the car disappeared from its original spot.
After just ten minutes of driving, Zhang Jingdong had two profound realizations.
