Ten seconds passed...

No one responded.

Thirty seconds passed...

Everyone's faces showed a little solemnity.

Then continue.

Pairs of eyes suddenly widened, breathing paused, and finally the muscles on the face began to tremble, all staring at the screen.

"This is a whirlwind drift!"

"Sudden brakes."

"It's flying, Wucao, the car is really flying. How on earth did you do this?"

"I know, I know, it was the drift just now, and then she didn't slow down and suddenly braked. The wheels would squeeze and then bounce up!"

Oh my god! Oh my god!

How precise an algorithm does this need to be?

Everyone was shocked!

The manager directly held the driving recorder in his hand, his eyes red with excitement.

He thought...

The headquarters is going to lose, and the apology letter is already a certainty. The dignity of hundreds of millions of Chinese people across the country will be trampled on by foreigners.

Didn't expect it, didn't expect it!

The manager's hands were shaking. He watched the video several times: "Did you see it? This! This person! He's from our headquarters!"

"It's from our headquarters!"

"We will prove to the world that the headquarters is not bad, it is very powerful!"

People who were originally lifeless and had given up hope became excited after seeing Quan Jin's terrifying driving skills.

Just find her.

Their headquarters will definitely be proud of themselves!

"Let me just say, she can really save the headquarters and win."

The young master from the aristocratic family grabbed the hand of one of the racing drivers and asked nervously: "In seven days, we will win."

"You'll win, right?"

His words fell.

Everyone in the racing stadium raised their heads. In ten years, they have never been so confident: "Yes, this time, we will not lose!"

"Headquarters will not lose!"

"Chinese people have dignity and will never lose!"

"The hundreds of millions of compatriots behind us are waiting for our triumphant return!"

And this girl wearing a mask——

It's their headquarters racing department, all hope!

The manager held the recorder like a treasure and walked towards the information office where the car model and license plate were registered.

Behind him, a group of people followed.

All of them held their heads high and held their chests high, with determination and confidence on their faces.

"boom!"

The door of the vehicle registration office was broken open.

As soon as the manager entered the door, he directly ordered the employees inside: "Jiangcheng, Bugatti Veyron, silver gray, tail number V587, check the owner's name for me."
Chapter completed!