Chapter 209： Dongming Circuit

"Mr. Lin, then I'll go back first!"

After sending Lin Fan to the destination, Du Meiqi left with the others.

"Mr. Lin, please come in!"

The butler made a please gesture.

The first thing Lin Fan did when he entered the villa was to check the helicopter he had drawn from the system.

The helicopter is still new. After it was delivered here, no one has ever driven it except for maintenance.

To be honest, Lin Fan wanted to experience the feeling of riding a helicopter.

"Mr. Lin!"

"It's your first time to Hong Kong Island, right?"

The old butler didn't know much about Lin Fan, he only knew that Lin Fan was from Shanghai.

"Not bad, first time here!"

The old housekeeper laughed, "The weather should be fine tomorrow!"

"Mr. Lin can drive a helicopter to go out and have fun!"

Lin Fan nodded, "Help me arrange it!"

When the helicopter was drawn, the system also equipped Lin Fan with a pilot.

However, today is not here.

"Okay, Mr. Lin!"

Lin Fan walked back to the main villa with the old housekeeper, when they passed the garage.

Lin Fan found that there was actually a black Porsche 911 inside.

"Whose car is that?"

The old housekeeper was stunned, "Mr. Lin, this car is yours!"

"This Porsche 911 has been here for almost a week!"

Lin Fan didn't react.

Could it be that when the mansion was drawn, the system also included a sports car?

It seems that there is only one explanation.

Not to mention, the system quite understands him.

Knowing that Lin Fan is on Hong Kong Island, he doesn't have a car.

"I have too many cars, I may have forgotten!"

Lin Fan smiled and walked to the lobby of the villa.

"Mr. Lin, the chef is just here, do you want to cook something?"

In addition to the car, this mansion is equipped with a chef.

This surprised Lin Fan.

"No need, I've already eaten!" Lin Fan shook his head.

Lin Fan put away his luggage and walked around the villa again.

As for the bodyguards that Du Meiqi gave to Lin Fan, they stood outside the door.

Lin Fan remembered something, and called his mother back.

"Mom, have you and Dad's visas been completed?"

"It's done, we are preparing to book a plane ticket!"

Lin Fan said, "Mom, no need, I'll make arrangements for you!"

"Tomorrow morning, someone will pick you up!"

He has a private jet and it would be a waste if he didn't use it.

"Okay, then listen to you!"

After chatting with his mother for a while, Lin Fan hung up the phone.

Although Hong Kong Island is not very peaceful, Lin Fan is not too worried.

Because his parents brought robot bodyguards, ordinary people couldn't hurt them at all.

Afterwards, Lin Fan made another phone call to Shanghai to get the plane ready in advance.

Lin Fan was also a little tired and took a nap.

After getting up, Lin Fan took the car keys and drove the Porsche 911 out.

Hong Kong Island is worthy of being an international metropolis, full of tall buildings.

Towards evening, Lin Fan did not go back to the villa, but found a restaurant for dinner.

He planned to go to the racetrack after dinner.

Lin Fan drew that racing track from the system, named Dongming Racing Track.

It is bigger than the Western Suburb Circuit in Shanghai, and has more tracks.

In addition to being rented out to the outside world, this racing track will also hold some important competitions.

An hour later, Lin Fan appeared at the gate of the racetrack.

Lin Fan stopped the car and called the person in charge of the racetrack.

I heard that the owner of the racing track is here, and the person in charge trotted to the gate.

"Mr. Lin!"

The person in charge here is a middle-aged man, tall and thin.

He came to Lin Fan, respectful.

"Take me in!"

"Mr. Lin, please follow me!" The manager laughed.

Lin Fan followed the manager to the office area.

Afterwards, the manager made another cup of tea for Lin Fan.

Lin Fan came here mainly for fun, so he just casually listened to the manager's work report.

"I'm going to the track to play, arrange it, so you don't have to follow me!"

"Yes, Mr. Lin!"

The manager immediately arranged for Lin Fan.

Lin Fan drove the Porsche 911 around the track twice.

He felt more exciting than the racing track in the western suburbs of Shanghai.

Lin Fan was still playing normally, when suddenly, an Aston Martin dbs caught up behind him.

The Aston Martin speeded up, trying to force Lin Fan's Porsche to a stop.

Sitting on the Aston Martin sports car is a young man wearing sunglasses.

The young man made a gesture through the car window, signaling Lin Fan to stop.

However, as if Lin Fan didn't see it, a rapid drift came.

Successfully passed the Aston Martin.

"Young Master Feng, the other party didn't stop!"

On the co-pilot was a woman in denim shorts.

"This guy is a bit arrogant, I want to see who he is!"

Feng Junlong snorted coldly and accelerated again.

The track had many bends and Lin Fan was skilled in driving, Feng Junlong did not catch up.

This made Feng Junlong very annoyed and continued to chase.

In this way, it turned twice.

Lin Fan ignored Feng Junlong and wanted to drive back.

Unexpectedly, Feng Junlong blocked Lin Fan's way with that Aston Martin.

Feng Junlong got out of the car with the woman in the car and walked to the side of the Porsche.

"Boy, your driving skills are good!"

"Do you dare to compare with me!"

Feng Junlong was chewing gum, looking at Lin Fan with interest.

It seems that Feng Junlong has a lot of status.

Not long after Feng Junlong's Aston Martin stopped, several young men came over.

"Young Master Feng, your driving skills are getting better and better!"

Those young men flattered Feng Junlong.

Feng Junlong ignored it and just looked at Lin Fan.

"Why should I compare with you?" Lin Fan smiled.

"Boy, how do you talk!"

"Young Master Feng wants to compete with you in driving skills, it's your honor!"

"You should agree to come down and do a few laps with us Feng Shao!"

Those young men looked at Lin Fan coldly, with displeased expressions on their faces.

"I'm busy!"

Lin Fan didn't want to waste time with this Feng Junlong.

With Qiu Mingshan's driving skills, even if he is a professional racing driver, it is impossible to match him.

"You do not want…"

Someone next to him wanted to scold Lin Fan, but Feng Junlong stopped him.

"Well, if you can win me!"

"This Aston Martin is for you!"

His Aston Martin dbs is still a high-end version, and the price is nearly four million.

"How is it?" Feng Junlong asked sideways.

Lin Fan looked at the Aston Martin and suddenly became interested.

Since someone delivered the car, he had no reason to refuse.

"Okay, I'll play with you!" Lin Fan laughed.

Feng Junlong also laughed, "I haven't finished talking yet!"

"If you lose!"