Chapter 1479 Rich Way

This violent racing was originally intended to be a round trip from Paris to Le Mans, but in fact it only ran one way and had to stop. Because the media was frantically reporting the race, the Paris police were very passive by this incident and vowed to bring all participants to justice.

Don't even think about the return trip, everyone can only go back to their respective homes, each looking for their own mothers? Don't tell me... how could such a good product promotion end so hastily?

Zhou Qingfeng drove the car east to Orleans, south of Paris, and parked on the side of the road to wait. On one of the screens in the car, there was an AI virtual avatar who said to him, "Your Excellency, Commander, this autopilot is over. Everything went smoothly, and you are welcome to use it next time."

Zhou Qingfeng stretched, opened the car door and stood on the shoulder of the road. The night is as cool as water at this moment, and the suburbs of Orleans are quiet. It's just that the silence didn't last for a few minutes, and more than a dozen sports cars rushed over one after another, all of whom had just competed with him.

The first to arrive was Ferrer, a stern-faced Frenchman. He didn't even say hello after approaching Zhou Qingfeng, but couldn't wait to look at Zhou Qingfeng's car back and forth several times.

Holding a flashlight in his hand, Ferrer lay down on the ground to check the vehicle's site, opened the hood to check the engine, and even got into the car for a test drive.

Finally, the man who collided with Zhou Qingfeng the most times along the way said seriously: "I have to admit that you have the right to despise me. I am very surprised by your performance along the way. I can't stop you even if I try my best. Want to know how you did it?"

"First of all, I take back my previous mocking words. Some arrogant words were actually addressed to that guy named Batista." A slap is a sweet date. Zhou Qingfeng has already won, and if he wins, he will Gentlemanly. Next is sales time, you must give potential customers face.

Feller, who seemed to be the type to only care about his own interests, waved his hand and said, "Lin, you don't have to apologize. I know exactly who Batista is, and he is a piece of trash. You're right.

I am irritated by your words, but what I want to defend is the dignity of a French man, not that of a playboy. Although I failed, your car successfully attracted my idea, and its performance is beyond my imagination. "

Ferrer couldn't put it down to Zhou Qingfeng's car. He patted the wrecked body of the car with regret, "It will take some work to repair it. I hope that the constant collisions will not cause irreversible damage."

The whole process was almost Feller talking to himself, and someone came soon after. Everyone was not acquainted with each other. After getting off the car, they often showed deep respect to Zhou Qingfeng and took the initiative to shake hands.

"Hello, China Lin.

I'm Makini, I was so surprised by your performance just now. I must admit that you are entitled to mock us all. A young man held Zhou Qingfeng's hand, although he tried his best to restrain himself, he still seemed very excited.

"I think it's my car that is mocking your car, but I don't have too much malice." Zhou Qingfeng will definitely give in when he should be humble, for the sake of business.

When it comes to cars, Marghini is really more excited. He strongly asked for a test drive. After running for more than ten kilometers, he jumped out of the car and shouted loudly: "Who designed this auxiliary driving function? It is so powerful that even a rookie can use it. Become a professional racing driver."

This remark greatly increased the interest of all the racers who came here. They didn't want to admit that they were inferior to others, but now the "assistant driving function" has become a good step. For a while, everyone asked for a test drive experience, and they were even more amazed after the experience.

"Your authority can only enable the 'assisted driving function'. If you activate the 'artificial AI automatic driving', you will not be shocked?" Zhou Qingfeng stood on the side of the road and watched coldly. When someone asked him, he simply responded with a few words until Carter Linna also drove to him.

Hunny was very proud of the current scene, approached Zhou Qingfeng and whispered with a smile: "My plan is perfect, the effect is beyond imagination, and now the entire France and Europe are discussing this competition.

The media is broadcasting the extremely violent racing process on your way. There are a huge number of people in Europe who like racing, and everyone is excited about it. The racing car you got has attracted a lot of attention, and we will not be able to make a fortune next time. "

The car Zhou Qingfeng got was naturally not from the real world, but from the wasteland. However, he did not get a revolutionary all-electric car, but a racing car that is about five years ahead of the current world's technological level. At most, the smart AI on the car is more advanced.

This kind of racing car is not uncommon in the wasteland, and ordinary cars will not break down after more than two years in the garage. Searching for thousands of cars is like playing for fun, and this kind of car is worthless in the wasteland, and can be shipped in the form of transportation quota.

Batista, the son of a wealthy businessman, was the last to arrive. When he saw a dozen or so race car masters circling around a car, what did he immediately realize? This guy could bend and stretch, he ran to Zhou Qingfeng to apologize, and said that tonight was just a misunderstanding.

"Actually, I also like racing cars, and I am very happy to compete with my French friends. But the police seem to be a little troublesome." Zhou Qingfeng said lightly, "I think I have to find a better lawyer."

Batista immediately said happily: "Oh, don't worry, I have already made arrangements for this matter. No one died, no major car accident, just find a few French-Arabians to cover the bag. The media You won't be publicly reported over there either. But the underground racing world will surely make your name known."

The situation sounds good, and it would be nice if things could be resolved so simply. And Batista not only paid attention to Zhou Qingfeng's extremely special car, but also cared about the extraordinary value displayed behind the car.

"Mr. Lin, your car seems to use some very remarkable technology." Batista asked tentatively.

The fish took the bait….

Zhou Qingfeng laughed for a while, "I personally like racing cars very much, so I set up a small racing car research and development organization. I have some special technologies, and I am currently applying for a patent. I shipped this car randomly. Its biggest feature is Intelligent driving and strong anti-destructive ability.

Simply put, it allows those who can't become racers to also have the opportunity to experience the thrill of galloping. I think these patented technologies have very broad application prospects. "

Batista nodded half-understood, but he undoubtedly understood Zhou Qingfeng's words to turn ordinary people into racing drivers.

This sounds super cool, and it is completely a technology for the rich. And Zhou Qingfeng showed it perfectly in front of the whole world. This technique... is rich! 8)