Seeing that Qi Yuan didn't answer directly, Qiao Yinyin sensibly looked at Jiang Cheng.
"If you want, you can go for a run later." Jiang Cheng knew that Qiao Yinyin really liked driving.
The first time he met her, she was doing commentary for sports cars.
Moreover, when she acted as a designated driver for Jiang Cheng, her passion for driving was evident.
Seeing Jiang Cheng say this, Qiao Yinyin immediately nodded happily, "Mm-hmm."
"The track doesn't open until five o'clock. You can experience the other areas first. You can pick a car to do a lap to warm up and get familiar with it," Qi Yuan said very politely to Qiao Yinyin.
Seeing that Jiang Cheng had brought Qiao Yinyin along twice, Qi Yuan didn't ignore her.
After all, greeting Qiao Yinyin warmly was a way of indirectly giving face to Jiang Cheng.
At this time, the others also began to tour and select car models under the guidance of the staff.
The experience program at the Porsche Experience Center included the Panamera's simulated rock climb and wooden bridge crossing.
Simulated ice surface drifting, as well as emergency braking and dodging water jets.
As well as their star model, the porsche 911's launch control hundred-meter sprint and slalom race.
There was also a track experience with three different models and so on.
When driving on the track, you could choose three cars you liked and have a coach provide one-on-one guidance.
Normally, the price for the full experience was about 8,888 yuan per person.
"Which one do you want to try?" Jiang Cheng asked Qiao Yinyin.
"The color of this Porsche 718 is so beautiful; I really want to choose this one. But if I do, I probably won't be able to outrun the others," Qiao Yinyin said hesitantly.
Jiang Cheng glanced at the rose-red Porsche 718 that Qiao Yinyin was pointing at.
Indeed, no girl could resist a supercar in this color, especially a convertible.
Jiang Cheng pointed to the porsche 911 behind it.
"You can try both the Porsche 718 and the 911. After all, the porsche 911 only takes 2 seconds to reach 100 km/h, while the Porsche 718 takes 5 seconds. However, this Porsche 718 should be the top-of-the-line model, so it probably reaches 100 km/h in about 4 seconds. Both models are quite suitable for girls; they're spacious, comfortable, and easy to operate."
Although the entry-level Porsche 718 was cheap...
...and more comfortable than other supercar brands, it was still relatively inferior compared to the top-of-the-line 911.
Of course, this comparison was based on being on the track.
If it were just for casual driving on normal roads, the Porsche 718 was still very appealing, as the base price was only a bit over 500,000 yuan.
Moreover, it was a mid-engine small sports car with excellent agility.
Although the driving feel was a completely different experience from the 911, to be honest, it was more suitable for girls.
Qiao Yinyin looked in the direction Jiang Cheng was pointing and nodded.
"Then I'll try the 911."
After looking around, Jiang Cheng waved over a female coach and had her take Qiao Yinyin for a test drive.
Jiang Cheng didn't follow the others to experience the supercar test drives.
After all, his driving skills were at a professional level; he didn't need to practice at all.
After walking around casually, he sat down to have tea with Qi Yuan and Wang Congcong.
Qi Yuan looked at the cars in the showroom and said enviously, "Seeing all these cars really makes me itch. When will I be able to own a porsche 918? If not that, even a Porsche 718 would do."
"Do you really not have a car?" Jiang Cheng asked, somewhat puzzled.
Although he had heard Wang Congcong complain that Qi Yuan's family was strict, he didn't look like he lacked money at all.
Qi Yuan said somewhat embarrassedly, "I really don't. Don't let my current appearance fool you; I'm using my father's supplementary card. Since I crashed twice, he hasn't let me buy a supercar. To be honest, the little I've saved myself isn't even enough for a 911; I can only afford a Porsche 718..."
Jiang Cheng nodded and said, "While the price of porsche's entry-level supercar is low, its cost-performance ratio is quite good among supercars."
Seeing Jiang Cheng say this, Qi Yuan replied excitedly, "I think so too. After all, porsche's modesty in the supercar world is well-known. Official data is usually more conservative than actual performance. If I really can't buy a 911, I'll just accept my fate and get a Porsche 718. But I just did the math; although the base price for an entry-level Porsche 718 is only five or six hundred thousand, it actually costs over a million after adding options. Even if I can barely afford it, I'd still have to pay it off in installments. It's so hard for me."
Jiang Cheng didn't mean to mock him: "If you don't have money, then go make some."
"Sigh, how? I wanted to before and traded stocks a few times, but they just went up and down. I didn't really understand it, so I just stopped."
"With your inconsistent attitude, you're not suited for stock trading," Wang Congcong said.
"Stop teasing me, or I'll secretly tell on you to your dad."
"He's busy; he doesn't have time for me."
Only then did Jiang Cheng remember that he had received a reward this morning: a trend chart for a single US stock.
"Stock trading is actually quite good; the money comes fast."
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