"Wow, amazing, hahaha, hey hey, don't just stand there, let's have a toast first." This was great news, so Xiaofan imdiately stood up to raise a glass and congratulate Han Shengjun.
Commander? Oh my god? So young and already a commander?
Ye Weiwei began to feel a bit overwheld. Just what kind of people are around Ye Xiaofan? She knew Chen i'Er because of the two of them. And what about Liu Siyan? And Li Kuo from the Li Group, why are all these people following him?
Back when they first joined the army years ago, Han was already a squad leader with outstanding performance. The army wanted to promote him, keep him, and even nominated him for further training at Yanhuang Soul.
Unfortunately, family matters at the ti left Han with no choice but to return ho to see a sick family mber, even at the risk of being discharged, as his sense of filial duty was paramount.
Army discipline is strict, but it's not completely devoid of empathy. However, Han felt so weighed down; his efforts were ant to provide a good life for his elders, yet at that mont, what was the point of striving further? He might as well have sold salted fish on street corners instead.
Later, because of his sister, he t Xiaofan and others, and his worldview underwent a huge change.
He already had the capability and joined in on the mission to eliminate Red Butterfly. His rapid promotion was just a matter of one or two achievents.
"Alright, let's set my matter aside for now. Xiaofan, go on with your story."
It was obvious that everyone was still deeply interested in Xiaofan's perfect plan.
"Hmm, as I ntioned earlier, the initial layout was simple and effortless, but the plans that follow mustn't have any mistakes. Ten million... Zhang Yuxuan can co up with the amount without a problem, but just because he can doesn't an it won't hurt him. If he wants to win that ten million back from , he'll definitely want a rematch, and this ti, he'll be the one driving."
"And then he really did that," Chen i'Er said blankly.
"Yes, if he hadn't co to , it wouldn't matter, as we would've already made ten million. But who could sit back and watch us walk away after losing so much? So, he would want to win back double, both the principal and profit, to satisfy his imnse vanity. His biggest advantage is his Lamborghini."
"Wow, you must be really skilled at driving to win against a Lamborghini with a Beetle," Ye Shaolong exclaid in amazent.
"No, you misunderstood. A Beetle can't beat a Lamborghini; I knew that all along. Unless Zhang Yuxuan's driving skills are that of a novice, not even the real Fujiwara Takumi could win."
"What?"
Once again, Xiaofan's words caught everyone by surprise, especially Liu Siyan. This was completely different from what was said in the car.
"I'm really good at driving for my life, but when it cos to genuine racing, with the disparity in cars, there's simply no chance. Even if I had a car with better power, it wouldn't work unless my car had the sa configuration as the Lamborghini. But as I said, from the start, I had already set up the ga waiting for him."
"Why, why, why?" Chen i'Er asked three tis in a row: "The more you explain, the more confused I get."
"It's not confusing. Everything leading up to the final race was just part of the setup. His every move was within my expectation. The purpose of racing against him with a Beetle was to challenge his psychological endurance."
"......"
No one spoke and continued to stare blankly at Xiaofan.
"Really? I've explained so clearly. During the first half against Zhou Sheng, I had already calculated in my mind the ti it takes to accelerate after each turn. Of course, that wasn't specific to the Beetle, just a rough estimate. My use of the Beetle was partly to make him complacent, and by the first corner of the race, he would start feeling pressure. This pressure would follow him throughout the race, until I overtook him."
"Ah." Liu Siyan suddenly let out a sound.
"What's the matter?" Chen i'Er asked indifferently.
"I realized why you were saying those strange numbers in the car earlier. You had already calculated it."
"Yes, the mont I nearly overtook on the uphill was intended to give him the greatest pressure, implanting a psychological shadow there, but the key was on the way down, when returning to this place."
"The results of my calculations were correct; on those consecutive turns, I had a hundred percent chance of overtaking, but the ti to do so was only 1.2 seconds. After that, with the Lamborghini's powerful engine, it would surpass again, and I wouldn't have any chance at winning."
"But you won in the end."
That's the truth; Xiaofan won in the end.
"So I was challenging his psychological endurance. After putting imnse pressure on him, I gave him a psychological shadow, creating an illusion. He feared being overtaken by , fearing the loss of face and money. These thoughts constantly swirled in Zhang Yuxuan's mind. As he beca more anxious and scared, my chance to overtake increased. I bet that he wouldn't slow down before the corner. Although he succeeded in the first turn, at the second one, due to the car's weight, he was bound to skid. But he was afraid; afraid that if he slowed down, I would undoubtedly overtake him. And indeed, I would, with a 1.2-second lead. This fear was deeply ingrained, so as his car lost balance, he had to hit the brakes. That brake gave the chance to quickly accelerate to top speed, and I entered the next corner within the stretch he couldn't catch up to imdiately. Once past that corner, victory was mine."
My god, is this what they call a perfect setup? Now everyone understood what Xiaofan ant, and yet, they were more awestruck than before.
"What exactly is in your head?" Chen i'Er quietly uttered. This was even more incredible than a Beetle beating a Lamborghini. From the very start, he had already predicted the outco, with every step going exactly as he anticipated.
ticulous, logically clear, bold, combined with his insane driving experience. Only by combining all these elents was there a chance of winning, and sohow, all these elents converged on Xiaofan alone.
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