Chen Ping made an OK gesture and smiled and said, "Okay, I'll compensate you if it's broken."

When Zheng Mei saw this scene, she was so angry that she was so angry that she was itchy. What happened to Chen Ping?

Is his Porsche 911 not as good as ae86?

Soon, the game begins!

Jiang Fei was ready and sat in the car, his eyes pounding with confidence. He looked at Chen Ping on the track next to him with contempt through the car window.

hehe.

It's indeed a loser, and he is still familiar with the car condition.

In the surveillance room, a group of people surrounded the big screen and various car-mounted data.

These are professional data analysis.

At the scene, many analysts from the racing industry were also paying close attention.

Of course, they mainly focus on Jiang Fei's data analysis, because he will participate in international events in the second half of the year and also participate in F1 events.

Track live broadcasts and on-board surveillance are also broadcast live.

Jiang Fei, as handsome as ever, has fascinated many female racers and car models.

In the entire surveillance room, there was a cheer from a silly girl.
Chapter completed!