The next morning.
Early spring sunlight pierced through the thin mist, spilling over the sparkling waters of East Lake.
After ending his warm private time with Li Xingya at Shanshui Diepin the night before, Su Bai drove back to the East Lake Private Club early in the morning, feeling refreshed and invigorated.
Today, he had an important yet thoroughly enjoyable hardcore task—making good on his promise to Wan Xinyue and personally building her the fiercest hot hatch in all of River City.
Taking the elevator straight down to the second basement level of the luxury underground garage, Su Bai headed directly for the fully transparent, dust-free modification workshop at the very back, built to the standards of an F1 top team's pit garage.
Resting quietly on the hydraulic lift in the center of the workshop was a brand-new eighth-generation Volkswagen Golf GTI.
As an icon among affordable performance cars, the GTI's foundations were unquestionably solid.
But this commuter car, with only a little over two hundred horsepower from the factory, clearly wasn't worthy of Wan Xinyue's almost freakish track talent—nor was it worthy of Su Bai's handiwork.
Over the past few days, thanks to Xia Lin and the housekeeper Zhou Jialu's exceptional efficiency, the long list of top-tier modification parts Su Bai had drawn up had gradually arrived via international air freight.
At that moment, the shelves along one side of the workshop were piled with cardboard boxes bearing the logos of various elite tuning manufacturers: forged pistons and connecting rods, an oversized Garrett turbo, a full Akrapovič titanium exhaust system, race-grade KW coilovers... everything was there.
"Beep—"
Su Bai pushed open the glass door, and as soon as he stepped into the workshop, he unexpectedly found that someone was already there.
And they had arrived even earlier than he