"Mr. Fang, you truly are an outstanding young man of our Huaxia!" The chief of the Public Security Bureau on Binjiang Avenue in Shanghai warmly shook Fang Jueyu's hand as he saw him out of the bureau.
Handling a DUI case involving a wealthy second-generation heir wasn't a difficult task. On the contrary, in this city where the rule of law was extremely advanced, it was easier to execute the relevant punishments.
Since no harmful consequences were caused and Sun Yuhui had no prior offenses on his record, he was only fined, and his driver's license was revoked with a criminal prosecution. Even if his family had money, it wouldn't save him from ten days to half a month in jail. This outcome already satisfied Fang Jueyu.
As for the 10 million he promised to to the public security bureau, it was transferred in minutes. With this money, they could apply for more police cars, which played a crucial role in strengthening their police force.
The chief, Zhou Mingchuan, even came close to calling Fang Jueyu his brother and invited him to come to Shanghai more often, promising to treat him to a meal. He assured him that he would help solve any troubles as long as Fang Jueyu was in the right!
"Hmm? A call from Zhuang Ying?" Fang Jueyu, finally free, noticed two missed calls on his phone.
"Hey, Sister Xiaoying, were you just trying to reach me?" Fang Jueyu called back. "What's up?"
"Oh, my dear young master, you better check out Weibo. In just two days, you've taken over the Weibo headlines!"
"Really?" Fang Jueyu quickly opened Weibo. Indeed, the video of him smashing a car had become a hot topic, with views reaching tens of millions and the trend still skyrocketing.
Shockingly, this seemingly unruly act not only didn't attract much criticism but also garnered cheers since what he did was so delightfully satisfying.
The official Weibo of the Binjiang Avenue Public Security Bureau in Shanghai even reposted the video, giving it a huge thumbs-up and breaking the news of Sun Yuhui's DUI, thus silencing those who were blindly criticizing Fang Jueyu.
"I never care about the price when smashing cars," this line immediately replaced the one by President Wang: "I never care if my friends have money, because none of them have more than I do." Massive numbers of netizens began searching for Fang Jueyu's personal Weibo.
"Young Master, if you release your personal Weibo now, I guarantee you'll gain millions of followers overnight, and half of them will be fangirls!"
"True!" After some thought, Fang Jueyu decided it was time to reveal his Weibo handle. Whether it was Guo Xinyu or Teacher Park, or even Wang Cong, they had hundreds of millions of followers. If they helped to spread the word, the news would quickly go viral.
"I'll do it when I get back!" He wasn't sure how Xiao Yi gauged his task completion, but having millions of followers should cover the level one privilege task, right?
"Oh, by the way, Mr. Heram just told me that the outfit prepared for your attendance at the school anniversary is ready and can be delivered this afternoon. You can try it on to see if it fits when you return!"
"Great, please thank Mr. Heram for me!" Not long ago, Zhu Ming called him, hoping he could deliver a speech as an outstanding alumni at the school anniversary. Such an occasion truly required a decent formal suit.
Just as Fang Jueyu was about to start the car, another call came in.
"It's never-ending, why are there so many calls early in the morning?" At this time, he should already be on the highway, but somehow, back and forth, this much time had been delayed?
"Mr. Fang, it's Zhou Ruixiang! The custom car we designed for you was completed the day before yesterday. We just shipped it via your private freighter to the port. Where should we send it?"
"Really? So fast?" Fang Jueyu recalled that Zhou Ruixiang mentioned the customization would take two weeks, but it was completed several days ahead of schedule.
"Yes, because it was your car, the factory didn't dare delay, working overtime for several days. But rest assured, the quality is guaranteed!" Zhou Ruixiang confidently assured him.
"Fantastic!" Excited, Fang Jueyu could hardly wait to head back to Jiangnan City. "Please send it to Villa No. 1 at Jiangnan Garden in Jiangnan City!"
"Sure, it should be delivered by 4 PM. Please wait for a while."
"Oh my gosh, my car has arrived!" Honestly, the Maserati he was driving, though pricey, was just about the appealing insignia to him. Compared to that, his old Porsche Cayenne was spacious and comfortable.
But this Apollo Sun God was different; it was his dream car, a custom-made car just for him. Just thinking about it made him tremble with excitement!
The journey back was not as congested as the trip over, but by the time Fang Jueyu returned to Jiangnan City, it was nearly four o'clock. The roar of the Maserati sports car caused many pedestrians to whip out their phones and snap photos, but little did they know, the car's owner was already fixated on another.
Sure enough, a large truck was parked in the small plaza at the entrance of his villa. The truck's cargo compartment was a huge transparent shell, inside of which lay a supercar, explosively cool in its dark purple appearance.
The aerodynamic body and the exquisite spoilers left Fang Jueyu with an irresistible urge to touch it; a dream car he could have gone his entire life without seeing was now just parked there in front of him!
"Mr. Fang, let me introduce to you this specially customized Apollo Sun God VE," Zhou Ruixiang saw the look in Fang Jueyu's eyes and knew the car was completely to his satisfaction.
"This new car adopts a full set of carbon fiber chassis and body. To increase its hardness and resistance to wear, new metal was added in a certain ratio. Even at a speed of 100 km/h, hitting something solid would only cause slight deformation and not damage the cockpit!"
"The car costs approximately 12.7 million US dollars, but you wouldn't believe it weighs only 1,250 kg. It can reach a top speed of 430 km/h, with an acceleration of 100 km in just..."
Zhou Ruixiang continued with an endless stream of details, but Fang Jueyu didn't catch a word. All he wanted was to get in this car and take it out for a spin!
"Can I take it for a drive now?" Fang Jueyu asked.
"Of course, the car is already registered and licensed; you can drive it anytime!" Zhou Ruixiang signaled, and the car was carefully lowered from the truck to the ground.
Throughout the process, Fang Jueyu held his breath, nervous that it might accidentally get scratched or bumped.
"Sister Xiaoying, could you park this car for me?" Fang Jueyu threw the Maserati keys to Zhuang Ying. "If you car, you can drive it from now on!"
Zhuang Ying's expression changed sharply; she didn't expect that the Apollo Sun God would impact Fang Jueyu so heavily. The Maserati had only been driven for a day or two, yet he could discard it so easily?
"Hahaha, young master, I love you!" The car costing over ten million was limited edition. Even with Zhuang Ying's wealth, she wouldn't have splurged on it. It's a free car! Why not take it?
Fang Jueyu pressed a button, and the gull-wing door swung open. He seemed too excited and stumbled over the door, falling right onto the seat. But he quickly got up, started the car, shifted gears, and hit the gas pedal.
"Vroom!" With a beast-like roar, the sports car ghosted out of the neighborhood...