Chapter 25: The dream project

JUNJIE 

The smell of oil, rubber, and grease greeted me as stepped into the secret garage beneath my office building, calming the chaos in my mind caused by recent events.

I pulled back the cover of the only car present in the garage, revealing the incomplete Formula 1 car—the one thing that had consumed precious years of my life. Eight years to be exact. I let my hand slide across the cold, smooth metal, feeling the weight of every decision that had led me to this moment.

This car wasn't just a dream; it was my escape, my redemption. When this beauty finally hit the track, everyone—my family, my business associates, hell, the whole world—would know that Feng Junjie was more than a rich kid riding on a trust fund.

This was my way of showing them all I didn't just inherit success—I built it with my own hands. Every bolt, every curve, every stroke of genius in aerodynamics was mine.