The next day, Du Feng slept until ten o'clock in the morning before getting up.

After taking a cold shower and changing into sportswear, he walked out of the community.

The villa in the Mid-mountain is extremely large, and the people living in it are either rich or noble, and there is no taxi at all. He walked out and waved to stop one.

"Master, go to Beishan Auto Trade Center."

As the four largest urban agglomerations in China, Beishan Auto Trade Center covers almost all automobile brands around the world.

From domestic micro cars worth tens of thousands of yuan each, to luxury cars worth millions, and even supercars worth tens of millions, there are everything here.

A one-stop industrial chain has long been formed here, from buying a car to various supporting accessories and various services, as long as you want, there are all here.

More than half an hour later, Du Feng got off the car at the entrance of the Auto Trade Center and walked straight to the innermost point.

He passed by the Mercedes-Benz and BMW along the way, and he had no intention of stopping.

He walked all the way to the innermost store and walked in.

On the brand of this store is an inverted triangle logo with a crazy bull inside.

Lamborghini.

As a world-renowned supercar manufacturer, Lamborghini has more than ten 4S stores in China, and its store in Beishan is the largest.

Anyone who knows cars knows what Lamborghini represents.

When the sales lady saw Du Feng, she immediately walked up enthusiastically:

"Hello sir, I'm glad to serve you."

Although Du Feng was wearing a not-so-conspicuous sportswear, the sales lady had no intention of judging people by her appearance. And she was still a very pleasing handsome guy.

"Haha, beauty, don't look at me like this, I'll be shy!"

This kind of world-class supercar salesperson is all beautiful women. When he heard Du Feng's words, the sales lady burst into laughter:

"Sir, you are really good at joking. Which one do you like? I'll take a look with you?"

Du Feng shook his head:

"I'm here to find someone, not to buy a car."

"oh!"

The sales lady was obviously disappointed.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Chen Tie!"

Du Feng spoke directly.

The sales lady thought about it and said with a smile:

"Sir, none of us is named Chen Tie here. Have you remembered it wrong?"

Du Feng squeezed his eyes at her and said with a smile:

"Surely not? If you don't believe it, go and ask your manager."

The beauty had no choice but to say:

"Okay, wait."

The beauty turned around and left, Du Feng walked around the exhibition hall, and then got into a car.

This is the latest Lamborghini LP700-4, with a displacement of 6.5 liters and an astonishing horsepower of 700. If you find a master to modify and adjust, you can even exceed 1,000. It can be called a monster-level supercar.

A few minutes later, a man in his thirties and in a suit and tie came out:

"Sir, are you looking for Master Chen?"

Du Fengtou didn't raise his head, and said directly:

"Tell him, I'll pick up the car."

The manager was stunned and looked at Du Feng with some suspicion, and the expression on his face became much more respectful.

Chen Tie is their chief modification expert. He basically modified the supercars in Beishan with one hand and he even became famous at Lamborghini headquarters.

Since this guy is picking up the car, he is definitely a super sports car. He can afford to drive a super sports car, and his identity is definitely not simple.

"Okay, you wait."

A few more minutes passed, and a middle-aged man covered in oil came from behind.

Du Feng immediately walked up and said with a smile:

"Old Chen, is my car ready?"

When Chen Tie saw Du Feng, a look of respect immediately appeared on his face.

"Mr. Du, okay, I'll be satisfied with you! I've sent someone to drive it to you."

"Go and have a look?"

"OK!"

Du Feng turned around and walked out. The manager and sales lady behind him were surprised.

"Wow, is Master Chen called Chen Tie? He likes to ignore the boss when he sees him. Who is this guy?"

"Who knows? He must be a low-key rich second-generation. He is looking for Master Chen to change his car?"

"Let's go and see what kind of car it is!"

Soon, a second-hand Jetta with paint all over the body was parked at the door of the Lamborghini 4S store.

The onlookers couldn't help but feel very disappointed.

This kind of broken car is not worth 30,000 yuan.

If these beauties knew that this Jetta was modified from a Lamborghini bat worth 30 million, their eyes would probably fall out.

"Mr. Du, I did exactly what you asked."

Looking at Du Feng, there was a hint of fanatical expression in Chen Tie's eyes.

Du Feng nodded, then circled around the second-hand Jetta, Chen Tie followed behind him and whispered:

"I've made the wheel hub aging, and I've adjusted the horsepower to 1,650 horses. The sound has also been specially processed, the fuel tank has been tripled, and the cooling system has been amplified by five times, so you don't have to worry about the engine being overheated."

Du Feng was extremely satisfied:

"Old Chen, it's not bad, you can take this."

Du Feng threw a card directly to Da Chen.

Chen Tie hurriedly refused:

"Mr. Du, you'll be so disgusted. If you hadn't saved me back then, I...!"

Du Feng smiled and flipped his wrist lightly, and the card entered Chen Tie's pocket.

"This is what you deserve. OK, I'll leave. I'll come to you later if you have something to do!"

Du Feng took the car keys, and even the keys were the original Jetta keys. It seemed that Old Chen was really trying his best.

Just as he was about to get in the car, a roar suddenly came from behind him.

A bright red Ferrari long convertible supercar whizzed, an emergency brake, and the tires rubbed against the ground, making a sharp sound.

"What a broken car? Get out of here! A good dog won't block the way!"

A very impatient voice shouted loudly from behind.

Du Feng turned his head and glanced at the guy, then reached out to gesture with his middle finger.

"Damn it, grandson, you fucking...!"

Before he could speak, the second-hand Jetta in front made a loud bang, and a flame spewed out a full five meters under the body.

Du Feng stepped on the accelerator and broke the Jetta like an arrow from the string. It rushed out with a swish and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Damn it! So awesome? How did he do it?"

The owner of the Ferrari behind almost fell off his chin, and the beauties watching opened their mouths one by one, forgot to close them.

The manager swallowed, watched Chen Tie walk over and asked tentatively:

"Master Chen, this car is…!"

Chen Tie looked at the Pojieda, which had long disappeared, and said lightly:

"This is my most satisfying work so far."

"You are a famous modification master at the headquarters. You actually modified this broken Jetta for this guy? It's really...!"

"Break Jetta?"

Chen Tie turned his head and glanced at the manager, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth could not be concealed.

"If you know that this broken Jetta is worth a BMW Seven Series with just a broken wheel, would you be crazy?"

"A... a wheel?"

"Hmph, if you know that the heart of this Jetta is worth 30 million, Humph...!"
Chapter completed!