I must say, the driving proficiency I obtained from the system exchange was truly handy.
Various complex maneuvers felt as if they came naturally to me; I didn't need to think too much, instinctively making the right moves.
The Ferrari F8 was like a fish, smoothly weaving through the traffic.
I used to despise those rich second-generation kids who drove their luxury cars through the streets.
In the end, I became the very person I once loathed.
The engine of the Ferrari roared as it sped through the streets, drawing curses from countless people.
Normally, it would take at least half an hour to get to the Zhonghai Clubhouse, but I made it in fifteen minutes.
When the car stopped at the entrance of the Zhonghai Clubhouse, a waiter immediately jogged over to open the door for me.
"Good evening, sir, welcome to the Zhonghai Clubhouse." Those who worked as waiters here were all smooth operators.
