System Love: You Shao, Miss Fu ran away again

Fu Wuchun was so exhausted that he replied with a single word "OK" before hanging up the phone and making arrangements.

He felt a little blocked in his heart.

It seems that Huacheng had a hard time making net profits in those years... No, why did he forget to ask You Yuhan to raise the price just now?

Thinking of this, he became even more depressed.

After hacking into the racetrack's surveillance system, he was even more speechless when he discovered Wen Ze and Fu Sijue were inside.

It turns out it's you, that annoying little devil again! Ah! I'm so angry.

Fu Wuchun suppressed his inner anger.

And over there at the racetrack.

Wen Ze transferred the track map to his car system and said to Fu Sijue, "This is the terrain map. The race starts in two minutes. You can take a look at the terrain."

With two minutes left to look at the topographic map, a normal person wouldn’t have enough time to find the memorable points, right?

Meng Li was about to give up struggling. He sighed in boredom and found a bench to sit on.

The woman next to him brought him a glass of juice and comforted him.

"Thank you, brother."

As Fu Sijue spoke, he raised his hand and swiped the screen, concentrating on looking at the topographic map.

Soon, the referee raised a flag in front of the two cars, announcing the competing teams while also counting down.

In the last thirty seconds, the huge display screen above the head began to count down.

"Ms. Fu, safety is paramount."

With ten seconds left, Wen Ze's voice sounded again, while Fu Sijue was still looking at the topographic map.

The entire race is over 60 kilometers long and is expected to take at least an hour to complete.

Because the mountain road has many turns and dangerous points.

But that's not a problem.

Meng Meng next to him had already started the car and was ready to go.

Fu Sijue had just finished looking at the topographic map when there was a loud "beep" and Meng Meng's car rushed out.

Fu Sijue was still there...

For a moment, everyone laughed.

"Could that chick over at Cheetah's be unable to even start a car?"

"Oh my god, Meng Meng has already left, but she's still at the starting point..."

On the Cheetah side, everyone was quiet.

Aqi felt a little overwhelmed. When he looked at Sun Yuan, Sun Yuan seemed not to receive his question and turned to look elsewhere.

Wen Ze didn't think it was a big deal. The worst that could happen was just losing, which was not a big deal.

But Fu Sijue smiled, rolled up the car window, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed out of the starting point.

"It's over. I don't even know how far behind we are."

Aqi muttered, feeling a little disheartened. Soon, the image of Fu Sijue and Meng Meng driving appeared on the big screen.

Meng Meng started off with great momentum, stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward, not caring whether Fu Sijue followed or not.

What was surprising was that Fu Sijue drove very steadily. People were worried that she would go off the track at several large turntables, but she was able to steer the wheel very steadily, and basically she could complete each turn in the maximum time of only five to six seconds.

"Master Wen, Miss Fu knows about cars, right?"

To be able to reach this level, let alone ordinary racing drivers, even Sun Yuan himself may not be able to control it with such precision.

"I never said Miss Fu doesn't understand cars."

Wen Ze smiled faintly, and his words immediately gave Archie some hope.

So, it’s not a bad loss?

Meng Li didn't say anything, but glanced at the big screen coldly from time to time, still feeling that Fu Sijue would lose.

Hun Lin, on the other hand, began to calculate Fu Sijue's speed and running angle, and finally said with a grim expression, "No, Miss Fu's speed is faster every time she turns. Although she can turn safely every time, the car is deviating more and more from the track. If she continues to do this for two or three more turns, she will fly off the track."

Hunlin's words made everyone in the convoy feel cold, except Qi Fu, who remained calm and happy in her heart.

She asked the self-media people to hide in the crowd and live broadcast to the big screen.

As long as there was a mistake or something bad happened, she could make Fu Sijue die in endless public opinion.

At this moment, after listening to Hunlin's analysis, Wen Ze took out his mobile phone and dialed the built-in communication system in his car.

However, Fu Sijue was concentrating on driving and calculating precisely what she was thinking, and she didn't notice the call displayed on the screen in the car at all.

"Ajue, not all tires can withstand such high-intensity crushing. Your theory works, but there's nothing practical to do."

Senior brother's voice rang out.

Yes, since there was nothing to operate, naturally no one would dare to have such a bold and adventurous idea like her.

"Ajue, you actually succeeded."

Immediately, the voice of surprise and appreciation from the senior brother was heard.

Yes, she succeeded. This kind of extreme racing method can only be achieved by SAFU’s tires!

Memories came flooding back, and Fu Sijue grinned, his naughty face exuding a rebellious aura.

Wen Ze was too familiar with this feeling. That time when Fu Sijue took him racing, Fu Sijue was like this.

She is actually a wild and untamed woman.

She is free and does whatever she wants.

So, what is she doing now!

Wen Ze felt as if his heart was about to stop and he even forgot to breathe.

On the screen, Fu Sijue's car rushed off the track...