Divine Lucky Star
Chapter 502 - 501 Bro, you really love to joke!

Chapter 502: Chapter 501 Bro, you really love to joke!

"Brother Hao is really something!" Zhao Rongjia sounded extremely excited on the phone, and Wang Hao could feel him giving a thumbs up from the other end, "No more words needed, Brother Hao, you’ve got yourself a friend for life! Meet me tonight at six, on the road below Jin Ming Mountain. I’ll send you the location!"

"You go on making a fuss!" Wang Hao said testily, "Here I am, taking my old Wuling Hongguang to race against a bunch of supercars, sigh..."

After hanging up, Wang Hao sighed helplessly, "Sigh, to think I have to go racing tonight, when I was planning to get a good night’s sleep."

"Brother Hao, are you really going?" Yu Junpeng’s eyes widened in shock as his fork clattered onto the table, "With the Wuling Hongguang against those supercars?"

"What else can I do?" Wang Hao said gloomily, "They said it’s a showdown at Jin Ming Mountain, and the loser leaves behind their car logo! I guess my car logo isn’t worth much..."

"Yeah, worst case you lose," Yu Junpeng nodded and asked, "So, Brother Hao, what are you going to do now?"

"What else can I do? The race is on, I’ve got to go check the car," Wang Hao said while eating, "Otherwise, if something goes wrong there, it could be the end of me!"

After finishing his meal, Wang Hao drove out in his Wuling Hongguang.

Since it was a race, he needed to properly check the car’s safety and power.

Honestly, Wang Hao didn’t expect to win. It wasn’t just a matter of skill; the performance of the car was critical.

With this minivan barely reaching 120 or 130 km/h on the road, and others starting at 200 km/h, there was just no comparison!

Driving around, it took Wang Hao a while to finally find a decent-sized car maintenance center.

"Hongda Auto Repair? This will do." Wang Hao drove the Wuling Hongguang into the repair shop.

The shop was spacious but as messy inside as any other repair shop—wrenches, pliers, screwdrivers, bolts, and nuts everywhere. All sorts of tools, welding machines, and jacks were not kept in order, and the pungent smell of oil made it off-putting.

Soon, a worker in overalls covered in grease came over.

"What’s wrong with this car?" the worker asked with a wrench in hand, "Something broken?"

"No, nothing’s broken, just getting it checked," Wang Hao stepped out of the car and smiled, "How much do you charge for maintenance?"

"Maintenance?" The worker walked around the car and seemed disappointed when Wang Hao mentioned maintenance. After all, it was just a Wuling Hongguang; a maintenance check might bring in only 180 yuan at most—a small profit. He shook his head and smiled, "For this car, maintenance might cost about 110 yuan. You’re not thinking of changing the oil filter or something, are you?"

"Ah? Only around 110 yuan?" Upon hearing the price, Wang Hao immediately shook his head, "That won’t do, I’ve got plans tonight. Need to check it thoroughly."

"A full check on this car?" The worker was stunned for a moment and then burst into laughter, "Hahaha, young man, what’s the big event? No kidding, the best thing about this car is it’s durable and tough. As long as you don’t feel anything major is wrong while driving, it’s definitely going to be fine."

"That won’t do," Wang Hao resolutely refused, "I’ve got a big event tonight. I’m going to Qiuming Mountain to race! How can I not check it thoroughly?"

He was actually telling the truth, but the mechanic was flabbergasted upon hearing it.

After a pause, the mechanic burst out laughing, slapping his thigh as he did, "Hahahaha! Young man, you’re quite the jokester! Racing at Jin Ming Mountain? There must be at least four Wuling Hongguangs that came here today saying the same! Don’t tell me you’re also here to seek punishment? You think you’re driving that legendary supercar that hits 518 km/h? Hahahaha!"

Wang Hao: "..."

Why does nobody believe me when I tell the truth?

"I really was going to race," Wang Hao said helplessly as he shrugged his shoulders, "You just say whether you’re fixing it or not."

"I’ll fix it, I’ll become a monk, okay?" The mechanic cheerfully took a wrench and was ready to start hammering, but just then, the roar of an engine sounded from outside the shop, and soon, a brand-new white Porsche pulled up at the entrance.

The mechanic immediately recognized it as a Porsche Panamera, a purebred sports sedan and pinnacle of the Porsche series, sleek in design and full of dynamics.

Holy shit, this is the real deal!

Dropping the wrench, the mechanic rushed over, waving his hands from a distance: "Boss, need any repairs? We fix all sorts of cars here, from low to high-end, at honest, bargain prices!"

Then the Porsche’s window rolled down, revealing a young woman wearing sunglasses. Although the large sunglasses covered half of her face, the mechanic could still discern her breathtaking, unique beauty from her delicate nose, cherry lips, and jawline; a name flashed through his mind: "Lan Zihuang! It’s actually the big star, Lan Zihuang!"

For a moment, the mechanic was so agitated that he couldn’t even speak; his heart pounded furiously, almost as if it would break his ribs, and even his denim jacket seemed to tremble.

Lan Zihuang gave him a slight smile before turning to look at Wang Hao, who was standing beside a Wuling Hongguang, and called, "Brother Hao, I finally found you."

Wang Hao turned around, stunned, "Who’s calling me?"

When he saw what Lan Zihuang was wearing, he burst into laughter and said, "Little Huanghuang, is it you? What’s up?"

The mechanic was dumbfounded!

Holy shit, what’s the background of this guy driving a Wuling Hongguang? How is he so cool?!

A big star like Lan Zihuang greeting him casually, and he even calls her Little Huanghuang? They must be having an affair, damn it!

"This... this big brother," the mechanic stuttered, pointing first at Lan Zihuang, then at Wang Hao, he asked, "You guys are..."

"Ah, she’s my little sister," Wang Hao smoothly claimed Lan Zihuang as his sister without a second thought, totally disregarding the fact that she was actually slightly older than him, and laughed, "Didn’t you hear her call me ’Brother Hao’?"

This dude deserves full marks for his act!

Lan Zihuang, true to her actress roots, was all drama: "Brother Hao, look at you, going off to race without telling me and making me search all over for you."

"Ah," Wang Hao laughed, "Why worry about such a small thing? It was just a casual run. Anyway, what did you need to see me for? Couldn’t you just call me?"

"What could I do when your phone was unreachable?" Lan Zihuang opened the car door and pushed Wang Hao into the car, "Come on, with your car, you might get left behind in the night races. I’ll take you to a place that specializes in customizing cars. They just got a new supercar engine in; I’ll take you there to get it fitted first!"

Wang Hao: "..."

Eh? Eh?! Supercar engine?! Installing it in my Wuling Hongguang?!