87: Chapter 87 Five Supercars

"Little Lin, this project of yours is not only the pride of Ze City, but also the pride of the entire Lu Province," Secretary Li Changhe said with emotion.

"I hope you can make it a benchmark, a model of the Confucian Entrepreneur Spirit that everyone can see."

"Secretary Li, please rest assured, I will certainly not let you down," Lin Yu replied solemnly.

On the other side, President Wang Ya and Tang Man had also become the focus of the entire venue.

Many entrepreneurs took the opportunity of toasting Secretary Li to come over and chat with them, hoping to reach a cooperation with Junlin Capital.

"President Wang Ya, I heard that Junlin Capital is also interested in the new energy sector? Our Lu Power Group happens to be looking for partners."

"Tang Man, I am very interested in your central kitchen project. Our Lu Merchant Group has strong advantages in logistics; perhaps we could cooperate."

President Wang Ya and Tang Man responded calmly; they neither refused nor made hasty promises, but cleverly guided the topic, directing the other party's interest toward Junlin Capital's core business.

Every one of their answers was like playing a game of chess, step by step, both safeguarding the interests of Junlin Capital and leaving a good impression on the other party.

Watching the two women weaving through the crowd, a sense of pride surged in Lin Yu's heart.

He knew that these two women were not just his lovers, but also capable assistants in his career.

Their abilities were in no way inferior to any male entrepreneur.

During the banquet, cultural performances featuring the unique characteristics of Lu Province were continuously staged.

The guzheng performance of "High Mountains and Flowing Water" had melodious notes like clear mountain springs, washing away the weariness of people's souls; the suona solo "Hundreds of Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" featured high-pitched melodies like the rushing Yellow River, stirring people's blood; and the chime bell performance of "Confucius" had solemn music that seemed to transport people back to that era of prosperous rites and music.

Subsequently, a group of dancers dressed in Hanfu took the stage to perform the Confucian-themed song and dance "Land of Etiquette."

Their dance moves were graceful, their movements elegant, vividly interpreting the Confucian virtues of "benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness."

When the melody of "Yimeng Mountain Little Tune" began to play, all the guests present hummed along in unison.

That familiar melody evoked nostalgia for their hometowns in countless people, making the atmosphere of the entire banquet hall even warmer.

Lin Yu watched the performances on stage, filled with emotion.

He knew that these programs were not just for entertainment, but for preservation.

The Confucian Entrepreneur Spirit, just like these traditional art forms, needed to be passed down and carried forward by generation after generation.

As the banquet neared its end, the host took the stage and announced the start of the lucky draw.

"Dear friends, tonight we have prepared generous prizes for everyone, including cultural and creative products characteristic of Shandong, as well as various precious local specialties. I hope everyone has good luck!"

As each prize was revealed, the atmosphere in the banquet hall became lively again.

Although Lin Yu did not participate in the lucky draw, he felt a sense of pleasure seeing the smiles on the faces of those around him.

Finally, the host returned to the stage to summarize the evening's banquet.

"Dear friends, the welcome banquet for the 6th Confucian Entrepreneur Conference has come to an end. Thank you all for coming, and thank you to all the staff for your hard work. I hope everyone has wonderful memories of tonight. See you tomorrow!"

All guests stood up and gave warm applause.

Lin Yu stood up, bid farewell to Secretary Li Changhe, and led President Wang Ya and Tang Man out of the banquet hall.

The night breeze was cool, dispersing the stuffiness inside the banquet hall.

Lin Yu looked at the two women beside him, a smile curling the corners of his mouth.

"You performed very well tonight," he said softly.

President Wang Ya and Tang Man exchanged a smile, their eyes sparkling with joy.

They knew that tonight's success was not just their personal success, but also Lin Yu's success.

"Let's go," Lin Yu said, wrapping his arms around their shoulders, "let's go home."

The trio's figures gradually faded into the night, leaving behind only a trail of laughter echoing in the night sky of Quan City.

On the roads of Quan City at night, soothing classical music flowed inside the car, isolating the noise from the outside world.

President Wang Ya leaned back against the leather seat, closing her eyes to rest; the unpleasantness at the banquet earlier seemed to still leave her a bit tired.

Tang Man sat on the side, softly telling Lin Yu about what she had seen and heard that night, and the atmosphere was warm and peaceful.

Suddenly, the mobile phone Lin Yu had just turned on, placed on the armrest box, vibrated.

He picked it up and took a look; the screen displayed a missed call from Zhou Ming of Dingzun Car Dealership.

Lin Yu raised an eyebrow and immediately called back.

The call was answered quickly on the other end, and Zhou Ming's voice, with a hint of wanting credit, came through: "Mr. Lin, I'm sorry to bother you so late. I have had all the paperwork completed for the five cars you previously requested, and now... they have all been delivered to the entrance of your Yuyuan Villa."

"Oh? They've arrived?" Lin Yu's tone was calm, as if he were just asking if a package had arrived.

Zhou Ming's voice carried a hint of pride, and then he lowered his voice, saying, "It's just that... because there are quite a few, and they are all... top-tier cars, they are parked at your doorstep now. The scene, tsk tsk, is even livelier than a car show. The nearby security guards have all been alarmed."

"No matter," Lin Yu smiled faintly, "thank you for your hard work, I'll be there in ten minutes or so."

Hanging up the phone, a playful smile curled the corners of Lin Yu's mouth.

Fatty in the front driver's seat had sharp ears; although Lin Yu didn't speak loudly, he still caught the keywords "car," "doorstep," and "five units."

"Old Lin, the new cars have arrived?" Fatty couldn't help but ask, his grip on the steering wheel tightening.

"Yeah, they're already at the doorstep!"

Fatty said nothing more and silently pressed down on the accelerator.

If it weren't for the two beauties in the car, Lin Yu estimated that this guy would have floored the accelerator into the fuel tank.

Ten minutes later, the Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly drove into the Yuyuan Villa area.

From afar, they could see their villa entrance brightly lit, with several beams of strong flashlight intersecting in the night.

The crowd was bustling, blocking the road completely.

When the Phantom's iconic Parthenon grille appeared under the illumination of the headlights, the onlookers let out a low exclamation and retreated to both sides, clearing a path.

Fatty carefully maneuvered the massive luxury car and slowly drove into the courtyard.

As soon as the car stopped, Zhou Ming, who had been waiting on the side, hurried up to greet them.

He was wearing a crisp suit today, his face full of a professional smile, and he respectfully opened the rear door.

"Mr. Lin, President Wang Ya, Tang Man, Fatty, you've had a hard trip."

Lin Yu, President Wang Ya, Tang Man, and Fatty got out of the car one after another.

The night breeze was cool, dispersing the warmth inside the car, but the scene before them made everyone's breath hitch.

In the open space in front of the villa, five supercars were lined up like dormant steel beasts, exuding a breathtaking sense of oppression.

On the far left was an all-black Bugatti Chiron Sport.

Its iconic C-shaped body lines flowed with a cold, eerie luster under the moonlight, and its massive air intakes seemed capable of devouring everything, the roar of its W16 engine seemingly ready to break the silence at any moment.

Next to it was a silver Pagani Huayra R.

The streamlined body was as exquisite as a work of art, with the carbon fiber texture faintly visible under the lights, and the "R" logo on the door highlighted its status as a track-only unique piece.

The one in the middle was a Koenigsegg Jesko.

Its exaggerated aerodynamic kit looked like a fighter jet from the future, and the yellow body paint was particularly striking in the night, as if it could take off at any moment.

On the right was an orange Lamborghini Aventador SVJ.

The Y-shaped headlights were like the eyes of a beast, the sharp body lines full of aggression, and the roar of the V12 naturally aspirated engine seemed to still echo in the ears.

On the far right was a red Ferrari 812 Competizione.

The elegant body lines exuded a volatile aura, and the Prancing Horse logo shone brightly on the front, as if telling the glory and heritage of Italian supercars.

These five cars, with a total value of over 170 million, were now parked like loyal guards in front of this villa worth over 100 million.

Lin Yu stepped forward slowly and walked around the five cars.

His gaze lingered on each car for a moment, and a satisfied smile curled the corners of his mouth.

Zhou Ming hurriedly followed, holding a thick stack of documents in both hands—vehicle registration, driving license, insurance policy, etc., along with five car keys of various designs, and respectfully handed them to Lin Yu.

"Mr. Lin, all the procedures have been completed. These are your car keys and relevant materials."

Lin Yu didn't even bother to look at them, casually handing the stack of documents and keys to Tang Man behind him.

"You keep them."

Tang Man took the heavy documents and keys and nodded.

Lin Yu was indeed a bit tired.

Tonight's Confucian Entrepreneur Conference banquet, although he had spent most of the time behind the scenes, the atmosphere that required constant vigilance still made him feel a bit exhausted.

He waved his hand, signaling that he didn't want to get into the cars again.

"Fatty, take your time looking, I'm going inside to rest."

Fatty, however, could no longer hold back; like a child seeing candy, he touched every single car.

He first walked up to the Bugatti Chiron Sport, reached out to touch the cold car body, and muttered to himself, "So this is the W16..."

Then he ran to the Pagani Huayra R, carefully opened the door, sat in the driver's seat, and felt the racing-grade seats and steering wheel.

"This interior, this craftsmanship, it's too exquisite!"

Then, he climbed into the Koenigsegg Jesko, groping the center console, and let out "tsk-tsk" sounds of admiration.

"This aerodynamics, it's simply insane!"

Watching Fatty's obsessed look, Lin Yu shook his head helplessly.

He turned to Tang Man and said, "Transfer 170 million to Zhou Ming, and you can handle the remaining procedures with him. The property management will arrange the license plate registration."

Tang Man took out her phone and operated it skillfully.

"Okay, boss. I'll transfer it now."

Hearing the news of the transfer, the smile on Zhou Ming's face became even brighter.

He hurriedly said, "Mr. Lin, please rest assured, I have already communicated with the property manager about the license plate registration, and they are arranging for people to come and handle it right now."

Just then, several staff members in property uniforms walked over quickly, holding tablets and license plate registration equipment.

"Mr. Lin, hello, we are from the property management company. We are here to process your license plate registration so that it is convenient for you to enter and exit the residential area."

Lin Yu nodded and turned to walk into the villa.

"Thank you for your hard work, you can coordinate with Tang Man."

He pushed the door open and walked into the warm, bright villa lobby, shutting the noise outside and Fatty's cheers behind the door.

In the lobby, Tang Man was busy with Zhou Ming and the property staff.

President Wang Ya was sitting on the sofa nearby, looking at the five supercars outside the window, a flash of complex emotion in her eyes.

She knew that from tonight on, their lives would turn a new page.

Ding! President Wang Ya intimacy + 5. Current intimacy: 81.

As for Fatty, he was still outside having "intimate contact" with those five steel beasts, muttering about which road to go "street racing" on tomorrow.

The night was deep. In the master bedroom of Yuyuan Villa, the constant-temperature air conditioning maintained the room temperature at a comfortable 24 degrees.

Lin Yu washed away the fatigue and smell of alcohol from his body and lay on the soft large bed.

The confidantes beside him chatted in whispers, their voices gradually lowering, eventually turning into steady breathing.

After an unknown amount of time, a corner of the quilt bulged slightly, and Tang Man, like a lazy cat, silently crawled in.

She carried the faint fragrance of a shower, her warm body pressing tightly against Lin Yu's back.

In his sleep, Lin Yu subconsciously reached out, pulling her into his arms, a curve of peace on his lips, and continued to sink into his dreams.

The next day, 8:00 AM.

Sunlight shone into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, waking the sleeping city.

Lin Yu woke up on time; the space beside him was empty, with a faint lingering scent of perfume in the air.

He stretched and got up to wash.

At 9:00 sharp, Lin Yu, President Wang Ya, and Tang Man were ready to go.

Lin Yu was still in a well-tailored dark suit, low-key yet textured.

President Wang Ya had changed into a beige professional skirt suit, combining a touch of gentleness with competence, perfectly blending the sharpness and wisdom of a 24-year-old young president.

Tang Man wore a deep blue long dress, gentle and elegant, like a quiet deep sea.

The three of them took the Rolls-Royce Phantom and drove toward the Lu Province Hall.

Today's opening ceremony of the Confucian Entrepreneur Conference was of a very high standard.

Although Lin Yu was still that low-key "behind-the-scenes boss," Junlin Capital's 3,000-mu livelihood food city project had already made a mark in the minds of the Lu Province high-level officials.

As the actual helmsman of the project, although he did not stand in the foreground, he had to be present to hold the line for this feast that was about to change the landscape of Quan City and even Lu Province.

Inside the Lu Province Hall, it was solemn and silent, with every seat filled.

On the huge LED screen, the logo of the Confucian Entrepreneur Conference shone brightly.