Chapter 114 - 112, Don’t you know if I can do it? - Tycoon: I can see the goddess's wish list - NovelsTime

Tycoon: I can see the goddess's wish list

Chapter 114 - 112, Don’t you know if I can do it?

Author: Not a hero me
updatedAt: 2025-08-03

CHAPTER 114: 112, DON’T YOU KNOW IF I CAN DO IT?

Lin Xiaoyun, seeing Luofeng say this, said somewhat embarrassedly, "Mainly, I want to check out the Porsche 718. Its performance is pretty decent, and I can just about accept the price."

Chen Dali, on the other hand, spoke up, "His family is quite strict. Plus, last time, this guy crashed two cars. If he wants to buy the 718 this time, he’ll still need a loan."

Luofeng didn’t mock Lin Xiaoyun but nodded instead. "No problem, let’s go take a look at Porsche. That brand offers great value for money. A 718 under one million yuan definitely blows most sports cars out of the water."

Luofeng’s top-spec Porsche 911 was still on its way.

Although its on-the-road price was less than three million, in terms of performance, comfort, and horsepower, it actually surpassed the Ferrari 488. Admittedly, the exterior and emblem of the Ferrari 488 truly did surpass the Porsche 911!

Lin Xiaoyun spoke excitedly, "The Porsche brand indeed offers great value for money. This time I plan to buy the top-spec Porsche Cayenne. If there’s a discount and I can get it for 800,000, they officially say the 0-100 km/h acceleration time is 4.4 seconds, but everyone knows Porsche is modest about their figures."

Speaking of the Porsche brand, it’s different from most car manufacturers. Most of them like to exaggerate, claiming very low 0-100 km/h acceleration times. But only when you actually test them do you realize they can’t meet the official data. Take the hypercar field, for example; some cars are touted as heaven-defying, but their actual performance is just so-so. Often, a car is hyped to death—can you believe it?

But Porsche is different. Take the 718, for instance. The official data claims a 0-100 km/h time of 4.9 seconds, but in reality, it’s only around 4.6 seconds. If they officially state around 4.3 seconds for the 0-100 km/h, someone with a bit of skill can achieve about 4 seconds. A 4-second time like that surpasses a large portion of sports cars. With slight modifications, it could break into the three-second hypercar class. Isn’t that great value for money? If you still don’t find this appealing, then you’re simply not Porsche’s target customer, so naturally, there’s no need to consider such opinions.

「Around 2 PM」

Luofeng drove Chen Dali’s old Little Bull towards the car show where Duanmu Yunji was. Meanwhile, Chen Dali and Lin Xiaoyun traveled in Luofeng’s Mercedes Benz, which was the hotel’s car.

Upon arriving at the exhibition, since they had a clear target, the three directly headed for the Porsche booth. At the Porsche booth, the centerpiece model was naturally the Porsche 911, the same version Luofeng was about to receive. Next to it was the Cayenne SUV, and there was also the Taycan, their electric supercar.

As for the humble 718? It was, of course, relegated to a lonely corner. While it’s true that a lower price doesn’t necessarily prevent a car from taking center stage, it also needs to be popular. The Porsche Cayenne was evidently a very popular model.

Luofeng accompanied the two as Lin Xiaoyun went to inquire for information about the Porsche 718. However, Lin Xiaoyun was being far too optimistic.

Perhaps it was because the Porsche 718 indeed offered great value for money, or maybe because it was an entry-level model and relatively cheaper. Whatever the reason, the Porsche 718 apparently wasn’t short on orders, and there was no discount for Lin Xiaoyun. You had to select a certain quota of optional extras to even purchase the car. And Porsche’s biggest characteristic was its customizable options. A Porsche that seemed to cost just over one million could easily end up at two million after selecting various options. This was no exaggeration.

An entry-level Porsche 718, yet it required selecting enough options to push the price over one million before you could even buy it. This price was completely unacceptable to Lin Xiaoyun.

"Damn it, it’s 1.05 million!" Lin Xiaoyun couldn’t help but make complaints internally after hearing the sales manager’s presentation.

Such a price? If it were up to the keyboard car experts, they’d probably ask, "If you’re spending one million, why not buy a Porsche 911?" Or for 500,000, "Isn’t a BMW 5 Series more appealing?" Indeed, you’re only looking at the base price, which of course seems cheap. Once everything is tallied up, you realize a lot more money has been spent. After all, Porsche’s options can be a real rip-off. But "rip-off" is relative. If you think the options are worth it, then you don’t feel cheated.

"It’s a bit over my budget," Lin Xiaoyun began to hesitate. My budget is 800,000. Although the difference between 800,000 and one million might not seem like much, the actual figures show it’s a full twenty-five percent increase. Looked at that way, it seems like a lot, doesn’t it?

Luofeng suggested, "If it’s just for fun, why not consider a used car?"

The depreciation rate for used luxury cars is quite significant. Even for Porsches, it’s the same. The so-called value retention of Porsches applies when you buy a used one, drive it for a while, and it still holds its value. It doesn’t mean a new car will hold its value after being driven for some time.

Chen Dali also nodded. "I agree, a used car might be better. Besides, they’ve arranged a 718 for you to test drive this afternoon. You can try it and then decide."

This is the reality for many rich second-generation kids. You might only see their glamorous side, but in fact, they aren’t that wealthy personally. Rich second-generation kids whose families have assets in the hundreds of millions generally never have more than 100,000 yuan in their pockets. They use credit cards, and their families pay the bills. Sometimes they spend thirty to fifty thousand a month, occasionally seventy to eighty thousand, and other times just ten or twenty thousand. That’s about it.

For rich second-generation kids from families with assets in the billions, things are relatively more comfortable, of course. This depends on how much their parents spoil them and their parents’ current income.

Naturally, none of this applied to Luofeng. Even if his family only had one million in assets, Luofeng could still spend tens of millions a month.

「At four o’clock」

Luofeng received a call from Duanmu Yunji, who had proactively reached out. Luofeng then went to the Ferrari booth to pick her up. When he arrived, she had already finished her work and didn’t make him wait, which considerably improved his good feeling towards her.

Afterward, Luofeng took Duanmu Yunji to the Car Park at Golden Harbour.

「Around five o’clock」

Luofeng and Duanmu Yunji arrived. In the parking area, Luofeng saw Chen Dali and Lin Xiaoyun greeting other people. When Luofeng walked over with the beautiful Duanmu Yunji, Chen Dali proactively started introducing them to Luofeng.

There were about a dozen of them. It would be a miracle if Luofeng could remember all their names at once.

"Alright, it’s almost time for our private booking! Thanks, everyone, for showing up today and doing me this honor," Chen Dali said to the crowd. "In a bit, please accompany my Brother Luo Feng for a couple of laps to help him get familiar with the track. Then I’ll arrange the racing."

Everyone responded enthusiastically. Today’s gathering was clearly more harmonious. There was no one loathsome like Ma Jian around to disgust them. The crowd showed respect to Chen Dali and also to Luofeng. Chen Dali had managed to regain the face he’d lost at the bar yesterday.

At five o’clock sharp, the private booking began. Under the staff’s guidance, people entered the track area. Moreover, the staff began to meticulously inspect the cars.

The car Luofeng test-drove was, of course, the Ferrari 488. Its owner was a young man who didn’t appear arrogant and shared the same surname as Duanmu Yunji: Duanmu Feng.

Luofeng rarely remembered names. Perhaps it was because this man shared the same surname as the beautiful Duanmu Yunji.

"Thanks, brother," Luofeng said, taking the car key and expressing his gratitude.

Duanmu Feng smiled and said, "Don’t mention it."

Luofeng gestured, and Duanmu Yunji followed him into the car. Today, Duanmu Yunji’s long, fair legs were captivating.

After Duanmu Yunji sat in the co-pilot seat, she naturally noticed Luofeng’s gaze, rolled her eyes at him, and asked, "Think you can handle this, Mr. Yin and Yang Master? I think I heard their female companions say the race doesn’t start for another half an hour."

Luofeng joked, "You’re asking if *I* can handle it? Don’t you know already?"

Duanmu Yunji rolled her eyes at Luofeng again, understanding his implication. "Even if you’re confident, you should still get familiar with the track first. I heard there’s a wager involved."

"Oh? Is it illegal?"

"I don’t know. It probably shouldn’t be, right?" Duanmu Yunji replied uncertainly.

「Half an hour passed quickly.」

Luofeng had tried the Ferrari 488, the Porsche 911, and the GTR War God, which was claimed to have 1,000 horsepower. Overall, that so-called 1,000 horsepower GTR War God was a bit lacking. A car is a highly precise piece of integrated engineering; sheer horsepower alone doesn’t mean much. For example, in terms of handling, the Audi R8 gave Luofeng immense confidence, but the GTR War God didn’t. Instead, it felt somewhat uncontrollable.

"Alright everyone, hold up a moment," Chen Dali said into a microphone. "Next up is our unlimited fun time! Everyone can participate, all car models are welcome. It’ll be a three-lap race, and the finishing time will be the judging criterion! The entry fee for this event is 10,000 yuan. The winner gets their 10,000 yuan entry fee back. All other entry fees will be donated to charitable organizations in Capital City in the winner’s name. Moreover, every transaction will be completely transparent and open, subject to everyone’s oversight."

His meaning was straightforward: only the winner would break even. All the other money would effectively be won by the first-place finisher and then donated.

Luofeng also nodded slightly; this kind of race was quite interesting. What Duanmu Yunji had mentioned earlier about a wager had sounded a bit like an underground gambling den, but this was much better.

The track at Golden Harbour could accommodate 25 cars starting simultaneously, so the first round of registration was limited to 25 spots. Luofeng registered using Chen Dali’s Little Bull. Chen Dali, on the other hand, used Luofeng’s Mercedes Benz.

As for Chen Dali entering the race with a Mercedes Benz, Luofeng figured he wasn’t being foolish; he was probably just planning to donate 10,000 yuan to charity. After all, a Mercedes E300 in a race full of sports cars? If his surname wasn’t Song—which sounds like "to gift" or "to deliver a loss"—then what was it?

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