Chapter 134 Hurricane Vegas

When Liane DeWitt left, her footsteps were a little heavy. Yang Cheng and David Ellison stood by the window of the conference room and watched her go down the steps and into a black Mercedes. Ellison smacked his lips, "She still has some brains."

Yang Cheng put her hands in her pockets and snorted softly, "She doesn't have a brain, but she's afraid of Tom Cruise."

"Afraid of Tom?" Ellison was puzzled and looked at Yang Cheng suspiciously.

"She pointed at Tom Cruise to eat, not seeking merit but no fault, as long as she doesn't make a big mistake, at least she has a stable and good income, but once Tom Cruise loses profits because of her decision, she loses It's not just as simple as work." Yang Cheng narrowed her eyes, stretched against the setting sun, and after explaining, she turned her head and smiled at Zhang Jingchu who was sitting there quietly.

"Okay, I hope your proposal can impress Tom, where are you going to play later?" Ellison asked eagerly.

Yang Cheng also had no idea, thought for a while and shook his head, "I don't know, do you have any good ideas?"

David Ellison looked dejected, "I hate August. All sports events are in the offseason. Students travel all over the world on vacation. There is only one carnival event, and I almost throw up."

Just as Yang Cheng was about to nod in agreement, he suddenly found a green chip falling out of Ellison's bag. Immediately inspired, he patted Ellison on the shoulder, "Hey, buddy, I have an idea, let's call some friends to go to maintenance." How about a Garth carnival? Go for the drive!"

"This is a genius idea, I love you Jason." David Ellison laughed without hesitation, hugged Yang Cheng and cheered loudly.

"Fuck off, I'm not gay, so it's settled, you call someone, I'll go back to the hotel, change my clothes and change the car, and meet at the entrance of Highway 15 in an hour, how about it?" Yang Cheng rolled her eyes and patted away Road to Ellison's paw.

"No problem, how about calling Li Zi?"

"It's up to you, I'll go first, otherwise there won't be enough time, see you later."

"Okay, see you later."

. . .

Highway 15 is an interstate highway that starts from San Diego in the south, leads to Montana in the north, and goes directly to the Canadian border. The scale and grandeur are the characteristics of the 15th highway, which is not as magnificent as the 1st highway, and has a special flavor.

An hour later, Yang Cheng made a domineering debut at the entrance of the No. 15 highway in his white Lafa. The sense of vastness between the sky and the earth arises spontaneously.

As the butterfly door slowly opened, Yang Cheng also dressed casually in shorts and shirts and got out of the car to say hello to Ellison who had just parked the car, "Hey, am I late?"

"Hoho, look, what a great car." Ellison didn't reply, he walked around Yang Cheng and touched the white body like a woman's caress. From the side view, the white Rafa has an indescribably seductive beauty.

"Wait, you didn't buy this at the Ferrari Beverly Hills store, did you?" Ellison nodded to Zhang Jingchu who was sitting in the car, then turned around and asked in astonishment.

Yang Cheng shrugged, "Yes, not long ago."

"Shit, my car looks so familiar." Ellison said regretfully, patting his forehead.

"Hehe, who told you to start late." Yang Cheng didn't have any integrity to make up the knife.

"Damn it, when I first saw this car, I thought it was ugly, so I didn't place an order. Later, I found out that the laferrari looked more and more sexy, and I didn't have any balance left to place an order. I don't want to drive a second-hand car."

At this time, there was another burst of engine sound, but the sound was very clean, not as violent and tearing as the sound of ordinary sports cars.

Looking back, a sports car that Yang Cheng had never seen before stopped behind Rafa. It looked a bit like a Chevrolet Corvette, but the logo was not.

"The plums are here." Ellison glanced at the road.

"What kind of car is this? I've never seen it before." Yang Cheng greeted him curiously and asked.

Ellison helped explain with a chuckle, "Li Zi is a staunch environmentalist. He usually drives electric cars. This is an electric sports car from Fiskerkarma. It has more than 600 horsepower and can break through 100 in 5.9 seconds. It has extraordinary performance."

"Hey, good afternoon David, Jason."

Unsurprisingly, Li Zi walked over with his latest supermodel girlfriend, "Let me introduce, this is my girlfriend, Tony Gahn, from Germany, who just appeared on the Victoria's Secret stage last year."

"Tony, do you know these two? David Ellison and Jason Yang, big local tycoons from Silicon Valley and Wall Street respectively, eat and drink whatever you want tonight, and someone pays for it."

Yang Cheng looked at Tony Galen's pretty young and immature face, and couldn't help laughing and cursing, "fuck, Leon, you are so charming. If I want Victoria's Secret, I should give you a medal. You have been free for so many years." How many models have you made popular for them?"

Ellison nodded approvingly, "I agree with both hands, you are an animal, and you only pick Victoria's Secret models."

Li Zi had never heard the word shameless, so he accepted the two people's compliments very calmly, and gave a gentleman's salute, "Thank you, I will continue to work hard, Jason, Miranda is not here? I still want her and Tony communicated well."

I forgot to glance into the Rafa car, and found that it was a Chinese girl I didn't know, and asked with a polite smile.

"Cough~ we're just temporary playmates." Yang Cheng said perfunctorily with a blushing face.

"Okay, what's the matter, let's go when we get to Vegas? Destination - Sin City." Ellison stood on the side of the road like a neurotic, shouting loudly at the passing cars, Yang Cheng and Li Zi tacitly agreed Back in their respective cars, they couldn't afford to lose this man.

A group of three supercars, plus SUVs driven by their respective bodyguards, a six-vehicle convoy of six cars ran wildly on Route 15. Ellison was the first to lose his loneliness, and stepped on the accelerator. The Bugatti Veyron was like a rocket. Shooting out, it is the king born for speed.

Yang Cheng didn't have any interest in the race that he obviously couldn't run, let alone there was a woman in the car.

But sometimes you don't look for trouble, and trouble comes to you. Maybe someone can't see Yang Cheng driving such a good sports car without speeding. A Porsche 911gt2 behind him keeps changing lanes, flashing high beams, and sometimes He rushed up and challenged Yang Cheng side by side.

I can't stand it decisively. The 911gt2 is a racing car that can be legally used on the road. That's right. It beats BMW and Mercedes-Benz in seconds, and can even compete with Lamborghini.

Yang Cheng wasn't a good kid at first. He lowered the car window, held the steering wheel with one hand, straightened the middle finger of his right hand, and made an international gesture. He didn't care about the other party's annoyed appearance, switched to the track mode, and laughed. Then push the accelerator to the end.

With a sound of "boom", the white Rafa is like a stream of light, and the distance between the 911 and the 911 is opened in an instant. Without letting go of the accelerator, there is a long straight road in front of you. Except for the looming Bugatti in front of you, no car with eyesight dares to approach the road. , With the acceleration space to let him gallop freely, why hesitate? Then go wild!

The 6.3l12-cylinder engine felt the state of mind of the owner, outputting horsepower crazily. From the start, like a Transformer, it provides stable downforce for the body and ensures that the car can fly close to the ground.

Yang Cheng, who was holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, had no time to take into account the scene of rapid retreat on both sides like a movie special effect. He stared straight ahead, feeling the soaring adrenaline in his body, the strong pushing back feeling, and the body being blown by the airflow after the rear wing was raised. The oppressive feeling of the package made him roar, it was so exciting, this is the charm of supercars.

The car drove faster and faster, and within a few seconds it overtook the Bugatti that was starting to slow down in front. It was not until Zhang Jingchu couldn't suppress the fear caused by the stall that she screamed that Yang Cheng let go of the accelerator and put her right foot on the brake. I didn't step on it, and turned the direction lightly, because there was a curve ahead, stepping on the brakes and turning the wheels at this time was purely fatal, and letting the car slow down slowly by its own traction was the normal operation.

"Hahaha, cool!" Maintaining a speed of about 130 kilometers per hour, Yang Cheng suddenly laughed.

"Are you crazy?" Zhang Jingchu made a rare gaffe, her face was pale, and she yelled at Yang Cheng, holding her seat belt tightly with both hands.

"In life, you should find some excitement. Don't be afraid, trust my driving skills." Yang Cheng patted the woman's curled up thigh with one free hand.

"Why didn't I find out earlier, you scoundrel is a lunatic!" Zhang Jingchu scolded angrily.

Yang Cheng didn't mind either, and asked with a smile, "Scared?"

"A little bit, how far did it go just now?" Zhang Jingchu patted her chest in shock, her eyes dizzy as she looked at it.

"It's about 240, I don't dare to step on it anymore." After running at high speed just now, the vision has not recovered, and now the speed of about 130 looks similar to 60.

This is just like when we usually drive, when we first get off the highway, it is difficult to detect the change of speed. This stage is also the time when accidents are most likely to occur.

"Honestly, did you have shi just now?" Yang Cheng smiled cheaply, and suddenly said something out of nowhere.

Zhang Jingchu was taken aback for a moment, then she blushed when she realized it, she bit her lip and said angrily, "Get lost!"

After driving for about 1 hour, the convoy entered the service area, bought some snacks while refueling, took a short break and continued on their way. They planned to arrive at the hotel before dark, and then entered the venue after a big meal. They stayed all night carnival.

Las Vegas is a truly romantic city that never sleeps. Unlike other cities, Las Vegas is noisier at night than during the day. Even during the day, the streets are empty, because people are sleeping!

The convoy drove through the long yellow sandy Gobi, and saw neon lights flickering from a distance. Everyone cheered involuntarily in their cars. An ultra-long limousine passed by the convoy on the endlessly flowing street. The people in the limousine People pressed down the car windows and gave thumbs up to the convoy. The night of Las Vegas was decorated gorgeously and vividly by the chaotic lights and colorful neon lights.