Chapter 406: A Common Occurrence in Military Strategy

Tang Wan's proposal was extremely generous.

Firstly, Ning Guodong and Weber wouldn't suffer any losses; they would simply gain another chance to win an additional car. Secondly, Weber's car being able to compete with the Ferrari 599 GTO, despite the significant difference in driving skills, also indicated that ordinary sports cars couldn't match Weber's car. Hence, for Yang Chen to have a better chance of winning the race, he would need to select another dominant supercar.

Weber, upon hearing this, agreed readily. Foreigners aren't fools; why wouldn't they accept such a beneficial offer? Ning Guodong was also eager to see Yang Chen make a fool of himself, so he said, "Alright then, if you insist on another race, let's start choosing the track and cars."

Yang Chen knew he couldn't avoid this and, having agreed to help Tang Wan today, had no choice but to show some real skills.

"Don't hold back; you can use any car in the garage," Tang Wan said straightforwardly, then instructed Yang Chen to follow a server to the garage to pick a car.

Yang Chen hesitated for a moment and asked, "What type of track is it?"

Tang Wan turned to look at Ning Guodong. The track was their choice, and given the immense size of the entire club, they had various types of tracks. She didn't know which one they had selected this time.

Ning Guodong sneered and said, "It's a simulated urban road circuit, definitely not my friend's specialty F1 track, so you can go ahead and choose without worry."

Yang Chen ignored Ning Guodong's sarcasm and walked away.

Tang Jue, anxious, watched Yang Chen leave and nervously asked Tang Wan, "Sis, can brother-in-law do it? Why did he only ask about the track and not what car they're using?"

"Why didn't you say so earlier," Tang Wan suddenly realized that Yang Chen indeed hadn't asked what car the other side was using for the race.

"I forgot, should I go and tell brother-in-law?" Tang Jue blinked and asked.

"I told you already, he's not your brother-in-law! If you call him that again, I'll kick you back to Yandu immediately!" Tang Wan glared at him with wide almond eyes.

Tang Jue chuckled, indifferent, and continued to act coyly, "Sis, you love little Tang Jue the most; you wouldn't kick me back to Yandu, right? Hehe..."

Seeing her silly big brother, Tang Wan was both amused and annoyed. Shaking her head with a sigh, she said no more.

Not long after, Yang Chen arrived at the rest area driving his chosen car.

When Tang Wan, Ning Guodong, and the others came to the door, they were momentarily stunned.

It wasn't that Yang Chen's chosen car was particularly special, but rather that it was too ordinary!

Yang Chen slowly drove a sapphire blue Lotus Evora into everyone's sight.

"You chose this car?" Ning Guodong asked with a strange smile.

"Is that not allowed?" Yang Chen touched the delicate steering wheel of the Lotus. "I think it's quite suitable."

"A Lotus sports car, although it's a world-class supercar alongside Ferrari and Porsche, but this Evora you chose..." Ning Guodong shook his head, tutting.

Before Ning Guodong could say why, Tang Jue, who couldn't hold back any longer, shouted, "Brother-in-law! Are you kidding me? If you're trying to save money for my sister, I won't blame you, but at least pick a reliable car! This Evora might be a Lotus, but it's using a North American Toyota Camry engine! My Ferrari GTO lost, and you're driving a Toyota Camry! How can you even play this game?"

Just as he finished speaking, a roar of an engine emerged from the other end, followed by a yellow blur speeding into view. The dynamic lines, the wide body, and that golden emblem exuded the aura of a beast.

Yang Chen half-opened his mouth and whistled in admiration.

Weber lowered his car window, gave Yang Chen a thumbs-up, and said in English, "Koenigsegg CCXR, 4.8-liter, turbocharged, V8 engine, zero to sixty in three seconds."

This was akin to ancient swordsmen introducing their weapons before a duel.

Yang Chen responded in English, "Lotus Evora, 3.5-liter, Toyota Camry V6 engine, zero to sixty in 4.9 seconds."

Weber grinned, evidently appreciating Yang Chen's straightforwardness. At least Yang Chen had chosen his car seriously. Regarding the car's performance, Weber, as a professional driver, clearly understood their respective strengths and weaknesses and didn't arrogantly assume his Koenigsegg supercar would inevitably win.

Tang Wan stopped Tang Jue, who was still urging Yang Chen to switch cars, and walked up to Yang Chen's car window, saying lightly, "Follow Mr. Weber to the starting point ahead; there will be staff to manage the race."

Yang Chen nodded, about to close the window, when Tang Wan called out, "Hey," she hesitated, bit her lip, and said, "Be careful, don't overdo it."

Yang Chen smiled bitterly, realizing that she also thought he was going to lose. So much for having full confidence in him.

Following Weber to the starting point of the track, Weber signaled to Yang Chen and lowered his window, asking, "Do you need to familiarize yourself with the track?"

Yang Chen shook his head and declined, "You're a guest too, so I don't think it's necessary."

He only glanced roughly at the track map by the roadside, memorizing it in his mind, which was good enough.

The club's professional race officials prepared them, and after the sound of a gunshot, the two cars shot out like arrows!

Since it was a road circuit, they soon entered various fifty-degree and even ninety-degree turns.

The Koenigsegg's start was clearly much faster than Yang Chen's Lotus, roaring like a lion and leaving Yang Chen dozens of meters behind in the blink of an eye.

Yang Chen remained calm, steadily keeping up. At each turn, he pulled the handbrake and executed a sharp drift!

Weber, on the other hand, did not use drifting techniques. It's not that he couldn't, but he wasn't in the habit of using them, knowing that F1 cars don't drift.

Therefore, at every turn, Weber would be slightly caught up by Yang Chen from the inside lane. Gradually, the distance between them began to close.

In the rest area, Ning Guodong, Tang Wan, and others could see the race on the big screen. When they saw the Lotus gradually closing the gap in an almost miraculous manner, both Ning Guodong and Tang Jue thought they were seeing things, while Tang Wan smiled knowingly.

This man habitually kept his true abilities hidden, just like when she first met him. He appeared unimpressive but was reliable when it mattered most.

"No way! A Camry can beat a Koenigsegg?!" Tang Jue shouted in shock, forgetting whom he was supporting.

Meanwhile, on the track, Yang Chen was gradually closing in on Weber. The Lotus's front was almost touching the Koenigsegg's rear, drifting so close it seemed as if it would graze the Koenigsegg's side at any moment, a thrilling sight!

Inside the car, Weber was already sweating on his forehead. This opponent seemed to drift at every turn, which could mean one of two things: either his drifting skills were exceptional, or this man was fearless behind the wheel. Didn't he know that drifting around some corners could easily lead to accidents? And why was he deliberately keeping his car's front so close to Weber's door?

Despite this, Weber couldn't shake off the nightmare that was Yang Chen.

When the two cars entered the final straight, everyone was astonished to see the Lotus ahead of the Koenigsegg by nearly a hundred meters, reaching the finish line first!

Ning Guodong's jaw almost hit the floor as he stared in disbelief at the world-turning result. Tang Jue, on the other hand, howled loudly like a wolf at midnight, causing Tang Wan to frown, though she was inwardly delighted and didn't bother to scold her brother.

The two cars returned to the rest area. Weber got out of his car and gracefully walked over to Yang Chen's car. After Yang Chen stepped out, Weber shook his hand.

"Congratulations, you're the most skilled Asian driver I've ever seen," Weber said sincerely, smiling. Defeat was a common occurrence in racing, and he didn't take it too hard.

Yang Chen shook his hand back, saying, "It's mainly because it was a road circuit. You F1 drivers are used to taking wide turns, which gave me an advantage. In terms of precise racing control, I still have a lot to learn from you."

"A loss is a loss. You showed me some truly incredible drifting skills," Weber praised him again.

Tang Wan and Ning Guodong approached, and Tang Wan, smiling, said to Ning Guodong, "Young Master Ning, I'll be taking back my brother's car now."

Ning Guodong nodded, unwilling to engage further, and turned to Weber to discuss his thoughts, completely ignoring Yang Chen.

Tang Jue, licking his lips, walked up and affectionately patted the Lotus sports car behind Yang Chen, then exaggeratedly kissed the car door, leaving slobber marks, and laughed, "Haha, this 'lousy' Camry really beat the Koenigsegg! That's incredible! We should just buy Camrys from now on!"

Yang Chen chuckled, "Although this engine is from a North American Camry, the Lotus has its unique electronic control unit, redesigned exhaust, and different tuning, making its power performance on a completely different level. On this road circuit, the Koenigsegg's straight-line power couldn't fully shine. Even though this Evora can only reach over 200 km/h compared to the Koenigsegg's over 300 km/h, such speeds are unnecessary on this track. Instead, the Lotus's mid-engine design and lighter body have a significant advantage."

Tang Jue listened in a daze and finally murmured, "Brother-in-law, which car company do you work for?"

"First, I'm not your brother-in-law, and secondly, your sister is about to kick you again."

No sooner had Yang Chen finished speaking than Tang Jue received another kick from Tang Wan. Her face flushed with anger, she glared at her silly brother, looking more like a strict elder sister than her usual gentle and charming self.

Ning Guodong, standing nearby, glanced at Yang Chen with a seemingly casual look, but there was a growing resentment in his eyes.