"EB" stood for Ettore Bugatti, the founder of Bugatti.
The EB110 and EB112 were both named to commemorate the anniversary of his birth.
The factory was exceptionally tidy, with little sign of an industrial atmosphere.
Beyond the main entrance was the showroom, followed by the assembly area, and finally the offices.
The entire Wayne family took a tour before arriving at an office.
Since the change in ownership, the design team had been worried that the brand would be ruined by the British.
When Eric produced a design drawing and listed a series of seemingly impossible specifications, they finally witnessed their new owner's forward-thinking vision.
The body featured streamlined lines and an aggressively striking visual presence.
Beneath its eye-catching exterior lay terrifyingly wild horsepower.
Over 1,000 horsepower, with a top speed exceeding 400 kilometers per hour.
The rear was fitted with an automatically adjustable wing that changed its angle and height according to speed.
With its relatively rounded shape, it would drive like a cannonball.
Marcello Gandini, the man who had brought Lamborghini Scissor Doors to Bugatti, reluctantly withdrew his gaze.
"Mr. Wayne, this car is far too advanced. At our current industrial level, I'm afraid..."
He shook his head helplessly. "The rear wing alone would require computers and sensors working together. Even if the entire car were made of carbon fiber, its weight would still be an astonishing figure."
More power required more cylinders, and more cylinders would further increase its size and weight.
Blindly piling on specifications would completely throw off the power-to-weight ratio, turning the car into a true beast that could not be controlled.
Engines capable of producing 1,000 horsepower did exist, but without exception, they were racing engines with extremely short lifespans. They could never be fitted into a production car.
Vincent hurriedly shot Eric