McLaren

Mu Changsheng, who was currently delivering takeout, had no idea how many messages Ma Qiao had sent him.

In Mu Changsheng's opinion, delivering takeout was his main gig.

"By the way, System, what would you do if one day the takeout industry disappeared?"

Mu Changsheng, bored, asked curiously.

The System was silent for a moment: "The orders the host receives are arranged by the System. If it disappears, the host will deliver takeout to the gods."

Mu Changsheng was stunned, thinking the System was joking: "System, don't joke, deliver takeout to the gods."

"I can't fly."

System: "Really."

But the takeout had already arrived. Mu Changsheng placed it at the door and went downstairs, not hearing the System's affirmation.

The System seemed to have been questioned by the host.

"Ding, takeout delivered, valued at 128 yuan. Reward doubled. Congratulations to the host for obtaining 128,000 yuan!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for triggering a special reward!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining a McLaren 720S!"

The sudden reward made Mu Changsheng pause: "What... a McLaren 720S?"

The unexpected surprise caught Mu Changsheng off guard. Looking at the McLaren 720S key in the System's backpack, his Adam's apple bobbed: "Is it really... a McLaren?"

The 120,000 yuan reward he had just received had already excited Mu Changsheng, but compared to the McLaren 720S, it was like a drop in the ocean.

This car should cost at least 400,000, right?

Just then, his phone suddenly rang.

Mu Changsheng tapped to answer.

"Hello, Mr. Mu. Your McLaren 720S has arrived. Do you have time to pick it up this afternoon?"

Mu Changsheng's lips curved into a smile: "Yes."

"Very good, sir."

"System, you're amazing!"

Mu Changsheng excitedly got on his electric scooter and sped towards the 4S dealership.

The System snorted: "You're getting so excited over a sports car."

Mu Changsheng ignored the System. After all, people are always curious about new things.

It's like how wildflowers are more appealing than the ones at home.

And this luxury car... it was something he couldn't even dream of before.

Perhaps after some time, Mu Changsheng wouldn't find it so special anymore.

Most importantly, even though Mu Changsheng now had the System and had earned quite a bit of money in the past few days, he still didn't have a million yuan.

It wasn't even enough to cover a fraction of the McLaren 720S's price.

This sports car was like the surprise of suddenly winning the lottery.

Inside the 4S dealership in Tannan City.

Mu Changsheng parked his electric scooter at the entrance and walked in.

As soon as he entered, he saw a Ferrari and a Lamborghini Huracan displayed at the entrance.

"Sir... hello."

At this moment, a beautiful woman in professional attire walked over.

The woman was wearing a exquisitely tailored business suit, with a classic white shirt as her top.

Her jacket was a well-fitting black suit.

Her hair was tied back in a neat low ponytail, with a few stray strands playfully framing her face.

Beneath her curved willow brows were a pair of deep, bright eyes.

Her high nose bridge made her face more three-dimensional. Her lips were painted with a light shade of lipstick, the color resembling a ripe cherry, moist and full.

The corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, carrying a confident smile.

Mu Changsheng's eyes lit up. This woman... was quite good-looking.

Mu Changsheng glanced at the name tag on the woman's chest: Yang Shuyun.

"Sir, are you here to look at cars?"

Yang Shuyun asked with a faint smile.

Mu Changsheng shook his head: "My name is Mu Changsheng. I'm here to pick up a car. Your dealership called me earlier."

Yang Shuyun was slightly taken aback. Mu Changsheng looked like he was still in college. Although he was handsome, his attire didn't suggest wealth.

Yang Shuyun nodded. "Sir, please wait a moment. I'll go confirm."

Yang Shuyun turned and left. Mu Changsheng watched her retreating back, his lips twitching slightly.

Mu Changsheng casually scanned the showroom. The most expensive car in the place was the red Ferrari SF90; the others were rather ordinary.

Yang Shuyun quickly returned, holding a document.

"Hello, Mr. Mu. Please follow me."

Mu Changsheng followed her to a private room. Yang Shuyun placed the document in front of him. "Mr. Mu, please sign here."

Mu Changsheng signed fluently. "Where's my car?"

Yang Shuyun smiled faintly. "Sir, please come with me."

Soon, Mu Changsheng arrived in front of a car covered with a black cloth. Yang Shuyun lifted the cloth, and a pure white McLaren 720S appeared before him.

"Sir, this is your car."

Mu Changsheng's eyes lit up.

The white McLaren 720S was like a knight clad in silver-white armor, exuding an irresistible charm.

Its pristine white body and sharp lines.

The unique butterfly doors were both elegant and cool.

Mu Changsheng took the key. The moment he gripped the steering wheel, his god-tier driving skills surfaced in his mind like muscle memory.

Mu Changsheng skillfully started the McLaren 720S.

Instantly, the engine let out a deep, powerful roar.

Mu Changsheng glanced at Yang Shuyun, who was standing beside him, and smiled. "Miss Yang, would you mind joining me for a test drive?"

Yang Shuyun looked at Mu Changsheng's handsome face and didn't think much of it. After all, many customers made this request. Yang Shuyun smiled gently. "Of course."