Zhou Ming was as good as his word. Less than half an hour after hanging up, he arrived at the bike shop.
The moment he walked in, he got straight to the point. "Old Du, I'm here to pick up my bike. Bring me my Bora Team Edition SL8!
"Everyone online says the Specialized SL8 rides insanely well. I used to look down on these all-rounder frames and only liked aero frames.
"I want to see just what's so good about this bike."
"Brother Zhou, Specialized bikes do ride well, that's for sure. But I really don't have any stock in the shop."
Sitting in the bike shop, Du Wei simply spread his hands and replied with the air of someone who had given up.
After Huang Chong confirmed his signing with Bora Team, it wasn't as though Du Wei hadn't stocked up on team-edition frames.
Even his own race bike had been switched to the exact same setup as Huang Chong's team bike.
After all, his brother was China's only promising rider. Road cycling itself might be a niche sport, but with such an enormous market behind him, there would still be buyers no matter how niche it was.
Of course, road bikes were like electronic products—the paint schemes updated incredibly fast, so they weren't suitable for large-scale stockpiling.
On top of that, Specialized's S-Works SL8 was itself a top-tier carbon-fiber frame, and its cost was extremely high.
Du Wei wasn't some rich young master like Zhou Ming. He definitely didn't dare stock too many. He only had around ten in total, split across several sizes.
As for size 51, the golden size suited for riders between 170 and 180 centimeters tall, even though it made up half of his stock, it had been completely reserved after Huang Chong