Looking at the location sent by Tang Yiming, their newly established Super Car Club 77 was situated in the southern part of Ming City, near the Guangwei Interchange, which was almost at the city’s edge, a bit more remote than Zhou Wang had imagined.
Taking the Second Ring Road was a bit congested, and about forty minutes later, the Ferrari slowly arrived at the destination.
The club occupied a large converted warehouse, and the environment was quite decent, though it wasn’t quite what Zhou Wang had imagined a Super Car Club would be.
If it called itself a Super Car Club, shouldn’t it at least have a racetrack?
That’s what I thought!
Just as the Ferrari drove through the wide-open gate, Zhou Wang saw Zhang Zhiyuan and Tang Yiming approaching from afar.
One side of the warehouse wall was completely lifted, transformed into a tiled parking area with a sunshade, and a variety of cars were parked there.
There was a Mercedes SLS AMG that Zhou Wang had only seen online, which should have been out of production for a long time, with a price tag back then of about three million.
There were also more conventional models like the Aston Martin DB11 (over two million), the Lamborghini Gallardo (three million), and the Maserati GranCabrio (over two million), among others.
The cheapest would probably be the Porsche 911, which could be had for over a million.
He didn’t see the rumored Mustang among them, making Zhou Wang doubt the rumors’ authenticity.
What surprised Zhou Wang, however, was a white supercar on-site worth as much as his Ferrari 812C, but with even more prestige,
One of the so-called "Three Great Hypercars", the McLaren P1, nicknamed the "Smiling Assassin".
However, Zhou Wang vaguely remembered that the price of the McLaren P1 had dropped sharply in recent years; the last news he saw reported it sold for just over eight million, compared to at least the thirteen million it once cost—almost a fifty percent drop.
On the other hand, prices for the Porsche 918 and the Ferrari LaFerrari remained high.
A second-hand Porsche 918 cost five million more than a new one, with a market price of about eighteen million.
The second-hand Ferrari LaFerrari was even more outrageous, with an original price of twenty-two-and-a-half million, now soaring to over thirty-one million—
Enough to buy three 812Cs.
"Zhou Wang, we’ve been waiting for you!"
Zhang Zhiyuan, at the forefront, laughed heartily as he welcomed Zhou Wang, hugging him before looking in surprise at Miao Ying stepping out of the driver’s seat, "And this is?"
"My driver, Miao Ying."
Zhou Wang gave a brief introduction, pointing to the two men for Miao Ying, "Young Master Zhang, Brother Yiming, my friends."
In the two men’s perspective, although Zhou Wang introduced her as "driver," the fact that he also introduced them to Miao Ying meant something.
It implied that this cool-looking girl was not simply Zhou Wang’s driver...
No wonder Zhang Zhiyuan and Tang Yiming were known as elites among the wealthy second generation; in an instant, they caught onto these clues and smiled, greeting Miao Ying.
Facing the meaningful gazes of the two men, Miao Ying felt slightly embarrassed and merely said, "Hello," before being unsure of what to do.
Fortunately, Zhou Wang already took over the conversation at this point, "Gentlemen, sorry for the delay, something came up just now, so I’m late."
"No worries, we only just gathered."
Zhang Zhiyuan chuckled, "But Yiming was just saying to me, was it rash to invite you here..."
Zhou Wang was puzzled, looking questioningly at Tang Yiming, who had a sly smile.
"You’re Batman of Ming City; what if you get upset later and buy this place? Where would I go to cry?"
Zhang Zhiyuan laughed.
"Haha, this warehouse was found with great difficulty by Young Master Zhang; it was previously a large repair shop. Converting it into a Super Car Club base is quite convenient. There’s also a significant reason, but explaining it would be complicated; let’s chat about it later..."
Tang Yiming explained with laughter.
Zhou Wang responded with a chuckle, "Why would I buy a warehouse for no reason? It’s not like I have money just lying around. Besides, I’m really broke lately; expenses have been too high these days."
"With the rate at which you spend money, ’big expenses’ might not even cover it..."
Zhang Zhiyuan couldn’t help but tease.
From what he knew, Zhou Wang had bought the entire Dianwang Club and ten floors of Linlan International; those two expenses alone amounted to at least two billion...
Moreover, Tang Yiming later confirmed through his channels that Zhou Wang paid in full upfront.
Such a thing defied normal fund management logic, unless...he was wealthy beyond imagination.
Anyway, Zhang Zhiyuan was quite shocked when he learned of this detail. When he recounted it as a joke with his father, Chairman Zhang, who managed a major corporation, didn’t believe it either...
"Extraordinary" and "unfathomable."
That’s Zhang Zhiyuan’s current impression of Zhou Wang.
"Come on, let’s go inside and talk; it’s too hot standing outside ... Miss Miao, please, this way!"
At this moment, Tang Yiming put his arm around Zhou Wang’s shoulder, inviting Miao Ying as well, and they all walked toward the warehouse together.
Tang Yiming’s attitude towards Zhou Wang had visibly warmed up, but not solely because he was awed by Zhou Wang’s displayed financial capability.
There was also a matter that Zhou Wang thought insignificant but was a serious issue in Tang Yiming’s eyes.
The Super Car Club 77 was formed by Zhang Zhiyuan in collaboration with some individuals from two other provinces—a new large Super Car Club spanning across the three southwestern provinces.
There were many ways to play in a Super Car Club, but one core principle remained unchanged: the exchange of connections and resources benefits.