OFR – Chapter 324 Koenigsegg, do you know?

Cold and Aloof Mu has left!

Lanlan suddenly turned around and saw that Qingyan and Chenchen, who had originally been standing still, also withdrew their gazes and resumed walking forward with a gentle smile once Cold Mu had left.

In that moment, it was as if she had suddenly realized something.

And her rapidly beating heart told her that this realization was destined to overturn everything she thought she knew about Cold Mu.

But just as that thought surfaced, her boyfriend Li Shan, who had just watched Qingyan and his own uncle leave, turned to her with excitement and said loudly,
“Lanlan, did you see that just now? President Chen! He actually stopped and nodded at me! What a tremendous honor! Haha, my uncle must’ve put in a good word for me in front of him. I… I’m so excited I can’t even speak properly!”

Lanlan looked at her boyfriend’s overly excited and almost out-of-control expression. Then, she recalled the calm and indifferent figure of Cold Mu walking away.

For some reason, the sense of disappointment in her heart deepened. She also suddenly realized that the gap between her boyfriend Li Shan and Cold Mu was so vast—so vast it felt impossible to bridge.

Not speaking of wealth or background, just in terms of aura and appearance alone, Cold Mu—who exuded a calm, commanding presence—was enough to completely outshine Li Shan, and indeed every young man she had ever met.

His presence didn’t feel like it belonged to someone of his age.

Rather, he reminded her of someone like Qingyan—an old-school elite of Nanjing City, already past his fifties, yet still incredibly influential.

“Mm, okay.”

While these thoughts ran through her mind, she glanced at Li Shan’s face, distorted with excitement, and finally let out a bitter smile, nodding absentmindedly.

At this time, back at the corridor of the joint car expo, since President Qingyan continued moving forward, the crowd returned their attention from Li Shan and resumed following this top-tier Nanjing aristocrat deeper into the exhibition.

As for the person still lingering in Lanlan’s mind—Mu Bai—he was quietly driving the newly purchased Koenigsegg out through a private lane, away from the joint car expo, and back toward the bustling, sunlit plaza.

Now that he was back outside, he didn’t drive off immediately, because he remembered the agreement with that Lamborghini owner.

“I don’t know why you’re here at the car expo, but if you’re here to buy a car—especially a Lamborghini—then the performance details on this card might help you.
The Lamborghini VN98, priced at 6.3 million, plus 1.9 million for custom mods. Take a look?”

“Also, I’ll wait for you right here. If you buy a luxury car, I can feast my eyes on it. And if not, I’ll give you a ride back. No need to decline, I insist—it’s no trouble.”

Those were the words the Lamborghini owner had said not long ago.

Recalling them now, Mu Bai took out the business card from his pocket and glanced at it. Unable to suppress a smile, he then looked in the direction where he had gotten out of the car.

Sure enough, that blue and flashy Lamborghini was still parked where it had been.

Its windows were down, and inside, the twenty-something-year-old owner had one hand holding a cigarette out the window.
He smoked leisurely, watching the people bustling about in the center of NJ City’s downtown plaza.

At this moment, he had no idea that the person he was waiting for was already approaching in a luxury supercar from another entrance.

Zhan Yuyun leaned against his driver’s seat, head slightly tilted toward the window, enjoying the material comforts of life, looking down on the ordinary citizens still grinding to make a living with an aloof superiority.

He couldn’t help but feel a sense of privilege.

Yes, he was lazy and indulgent, had no ambition, and led a debauched lifestyle. Almost every negative trait of a rich second-generation kid, he had.

But so what?

He still enjoyed luxuries that most people couldn’t obtain even after working hard their whole lives.

People say it’s hard for men to find wives in today’s society, that high bride prices can crush an average family.

But all Zhan Yuyun had to do was drive around, flirt a bit with pretty girls for an hour or two, and by evening, he’d have a goddess in bed—someone other men could only dream of—without spending a penny or bearing any responsibility.

People say it’s hard to make money these days.

But Zhan Yuyun didn’t need to work hard at all. Even just the spare change from his monthly allowance was enough to make high-earning white-collar workers look up in awe.

In his eyes, this era and society were the best times for the rich.

Because in this society, money truly could make anything possible.

With that condescending sense of superiority, Zhan Yuyun sneered at the busy crowd in the plaza, then sat upright and checked the time on his phone.

It was already 2:30 PM.

That cold, expressionless boy who had ridden in his car had been gone for over an hour—after entering the car expo.

It takes time to buy a multi-million-dollar supercar, and with all the procedures and paperwork, Zhan Yuyun figured it’d still be a while before the boy came back out.

So he decided not to rush and reclined his seat for a nap.

But just as he unbuckled his seatbelt, before he could move any further, something in the distance caught his sharp eye.

Across the plaza, a visually stunning supercar had entered his view—

A Koenigsegg ONE:1!

This was an extremely rare and little-known car, less famous in China than brands like Ferrari or Porsche—but without a doubt one of the most elite supercars in the world.

Its curves were so sleek they sent chills down your spine, its aggressive, blade-like design, and ghost license plate all exuded coldness and elite status.

When he was buying his Lamborghini, Zhan Yuyun had looked into Koenigseggs and naturally came across the legendary ONE:1.

This was a car with a price tag easily over 100 million yuan. Even on rare discounts, it still sold for no less than 95 million. Its acceleration, top speed, and power systems had all once held world records.

It was a car whose price and performance were truly proportional.

However, Zhan Yuyun had never heard of such a car existing in Nanjing City, which made him instinctively open his car door and get out for a better look.

At the same time, he wasn’t the only one. Many passersby on the plaza turned to admire the breathtaking Koenigsegg.

The combination of its dazzling looks and the Jiang A99999 license plate—a top-tier plate in Jianghai Province—was utterly jaw-dropping.

Rich or powerful!
That thought suddenly rose in every onlooker’s mind. They all believed the owner of this car was someone far beyond their reach.

But Zhan Yuyun, as someone born into a privileged circle, knew even better—someone who could afford a car that costs in the nine-digit range wasn’t just “rich or powerful.”

Even immense wealth and status didn’t quite do such a person justice.

Such a figure was one whom even his own parents would bow to with flattery and deference. Even if not officially part of the elite ruling class, they would at least be among the very few rising stars on the verge of power in Nanjing.

With this realization, the usually arrogant Zhan Yuyun found himself looking at the luxury car with respect—and even a hint of envy.

Soon, the Koenigsegg crossed the plaza and pulled onto the same road where his Lamborghini was parked.

To his surprise, the car didn’t turn at the intersection. Instead, it drove the wrong way—against traffic—and parked directly in front of his Lamborghini!

This sudden move left Zhan Yuyun stunned.

He couldn’t recall ever meeting or offending such a high-level figure.

But what happened next made his heart rate skyrocket, to the point where he saw black spots before his eyes.

Because the person stepping out of that nine-figure Koenigsegg looked incredibly familiar!

The car door slowly lifted up, and within seconds, a slim, clean-cut boy stepped out.

He took a booklet from the car—likely a performance manual—and calmly walked over to Zhan Yuyun.

When the distance between them was less than a meter, the boy handed the booklet over, smiled slightly, and said:

“Sorry to keep you waiting.
Just bought this Koenigsegg ONE:1.
Interested in checking it out?”