Xu Xiangbei asked Boss Peng in confusion: "What’s going on? Is this a regular power outage? Industrial electricity shouldn’t be cut off."

Boss Peng and Iron Head made more than ten phone calls before figuring out that the nearby substation was undergoing maintenance, requiring a one-hour power outage.

To boost morale, Boss Peng announced to everyone: "Don’t worry, we’ve been prepared for power outages for a long time. We’ve prepared a set of diesel generators, and in future production stoppages, we can fully self-supply electricity."

As soon as Boss Peng finished speaking, the production line started humming normally again.

Xu Xiangbei drove Gu Xinyan back to the Purple Gold Villa, with Shen Congru driving a red Ferrari following behind, both cars stopping side by side at the red light.

The two luxury cars, one silver, one red, attracted countless envious gazes.

Suddenly, the street was filled with the roar of an engine, a black Lamborghini with graceful curves like steel armor stopped on Xu Xiangbei’s right side.

The Lamborghini owner kept revving the engine, making it roar like a knight eager to charge into battle.

Clearly, the Lamborghini was challenging Xu Xiangbei.

Since the opponent had declared war, there was no reason not to respond.

Xu Xiangbei’s mouth curled into a cold smile, and his engine roared like thunder. His engine had been meticulously modified by Brother Hua Ji, equipped with an eight-cylinder twin turbo, it was practically a fighter jet among cars.

As soon as the red light turned green, he shifted gears and accelerated, and the silver Porsche shot forward like a silver lightning bolt.

Shen Congru’s driving skills and capacity were obviously inferior; at the start, he was left behind by Xu Xiangbei and the Lamborghini owner, and his distance from them widened as car skills were tested weaving through traffic.

Watching the silver and black luxury cars disappear in the traffic, Shen Congru was helpless.

Xu Xiangbei and the Lamborghini on the right lane were neck and neck, but Xu Xiangbei wasn’t worried about falling behind, as two left turns lay ahead, giving the left lane an advantage.

The art of road racing isn’t only about the condition of the car, but also about seizing the time, place, and people. A slight mistake can lead to a major error.

Xu Xiangbei glanced lightly at the right side rearview mirror; the black Lamborghini chased closely behind like a dark knight, indicating its engine had been modified. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been able to keep neck and neck with his Thunder.

Suddenly, Xu Xiangbei made a move, with a pull and a tug on the steering wheel he squeezed through gaps between two trucks into the far left lane. With a left turn ahead, occupying the inner lane allows for acceleration on the straight line, determining victory or defeat.

Unexpectedly, the dark knight accelerated during the turn, strong torque almost lifting the car off the ground.

When he just switched to the straight lane, the dark knight accelerated, with earth-shaking thunder, overtaking Xu Xiangbei’s Porsche.

Xu Xiangbei shook his head; this guy is out for blood.

This guy is overly confident; his confidence comes from his Lamborghini.

This Lamborghini has been perfectly modified, not only the engine but also strengthening and weighting the car body.

Every steel component is heavier than normal cars, allowing acceleration without flipping during turns.

At the next red light, Xu Xiangbei’s Porsche and the Lamborghini stopped together at the line.

This segment of road racing was a tie; though Xu Xiangbei had geographical advantage initially, the opponent’s unconventional tactics during turns made it a draw.

Xu Xiangbei couldn’t help but be curious about who was sitting in the Lamborghini. It must be someone similar to his age, daring, adventurous, with good physical stamina.

The metropolitan city of Earth Sea truly hides talents, much more than Jiangcheng’s small county.

Xu Xiangbei gently rolled down the window, waved at the Lamborghini in greeting.

However, the Lamborghini owner did not respond to Xu Xiangbei’s greeting, instead rapidly sped off, disappearing in the crowded traffic of Earth Sea.

From the back came Lu Xiaomei’s pained voice: "Brother Xu, could you drive slower? I feel dizzy."

Gu Xinyan’s face on the passenger seat was still fine, but her slender white hand tightly gripped the seatbelt.

Xu Xiangbei smiled and said: "We’ll be at Purple Gold Villa in a few more minutes; hang in there."

Xu Xiangbei deliberately slowed down until he saw Shen Congru’s Ferrari approaching in the rearview mirror, he called him: "Young President, what are your lunch plans?"

Over the phone came Shen Congru’s hearty laugh: "I’m by myself, aren’t you inviting me for lunch?"

"We’re heading back to Purple Gold Villa today. If you’re alone, come join us for a simple meal. Don’t be picky."

"Should I bring a bottle of champagne?"

"Please don’t. Just your presence is enough. If you bring champagne, my house might as well open a winery."

At the Purple Gold Villa, Lu Xiaomei took Gu Xinyan’s wheelchair down, unfolded it on the ground as Gu Xinyan already managed to get off the car herself, walked a few steps forward, and gently sat down on the wheelchair.

Even though Gu Xinyan only walked those few steps, it was the result of her diligent exercise over time.

Gu Xinyan slightly parted her red lips, smiling: "Brother Xu, how did I do today?"

Xu Xiangbei lightly tapped her cute nose: "Our sister Xin Yan performed the best today."

"Any rewards?"

"I’m cooking for you today."

Lu Xiaomei clapped joyfully: "That’s great Brother Xu is cooking personally, I love it."

"I’m cooking, but Xiaomei, you’ll be my helper. Peel and julienne these potatoes. We’ll have stir-fried green pepper potato strips, Coca-Cola chicken wings, stir-fried mushrooms with broccoli, and tomato scrambled eggs for lunch."

Lu Xiaomei loves julienning potatoes; she uses a large bone-chopping knife instead of an ordinary slicer.

The heavy, wide-backed bone-chopping knife feels like a toy in her hands; her slicing is electric and gusty, producing perfectly uniform potato strips, fine as threads.

Xu Xiangbei and Lu Xiaomei busied themselves happily, and four steaming dishes were soon placed on the table.

As if in sync, the doorbell rang, indicating Shen Congru was visiting; he didn’t bring champagne this time but a turkey leg the size of an arm.

"This is an imported turkey leg from California, USA, marinated with special ingredients and very tasty. I brought it for everyone to try."

"Such a large turkey leg should be sliced into pieces."

"Alright, leave this to me."

Looking at the big turkey leg, Lu Xiaomei couldn’t suppress her excitement as she took it to the kitchen, using her specialized bone-chopping knife to slice the turkey leg into small pieces, filling a large plate, and brought it out.