"Your hands are numb from the shock?"
Hearing Lin Yan say his hands were numb from the shock, Su Mojin quickly grabbed Lin Yan's hands to check if he was alright.
Only when she saw that Lin Yan's hands were no different from usual did she finally relax.
From Su Mojin's worried expression, it was clear that her concern was genuine, not feigned in the slightest.
Oh right, maybe she should buy Brother Yan a pair of gloves. The thought just crossed Su Mojin's mind, but it quickly faded.
He doesn't seem to be lacking, does he? Su Mojin remembered that when she went shopping for leather jackets with Lin Yan last time, she remembered Lin Yan buying a lot of gloves.
"It's fine, it's not bleeding, just numb."
Lin Yan, feeling a mix of amusement and helplessness, withdrew his hands from Su Mojin's soft, small ones. He had to admit, being held by Su Mojin's cool, boneless little hands felt quite comfortable.
After pulling his hands away, Lin Yan casually patted Su Mojin's ponytail, eliciting a roll of her eyes.
Actually, it wasn't intentional on Lin Yan's part. It was more like an unconscious action. Lin Yan didn't know why he always felt like touching Su Mojin's head.
If she couldn't buy gloves, what else could she buy? The two had already finished their meal, but Su Mojin was still pondering what gift to buy for Lin Yan.
"Xiao Jin, what are you thinking about?"
Lin Yan asked, looking at Su Mojin's pensive expression. He felt like Su Mojin seemed to have something on her mind today.
"Huh? Nothing."
Hearing Lin Yan's words, Su Mojin pushed the matter aside for now. She definitely couldn't tell Lin Yan about buying a gift in advance; she had to prepare a surprise.
Since Su Mojin hadn't seen Lin Yan all day, Lin Yan missed her and stayed in the ward until nine o'clock before leaving. Li Wei and Yang Tianming were waiting outside.
Ever since the incident with Wei Shaoting last time, they had been inseparable from Lin Yan. In the past few days, Lin Yan had also asked Yang Tianming to investigate Wei Shaoting's whereabouts. Now, they were just waiting for the right moment to teach that kid a good lesson.
Lin Yan felt that the lesson last time was a bit too lenient.
Upon returning home, Lin Yan resumed his daily workout routine. However, relying solely on gym workouts to improve his physical fitness had become somewhat monotonous, and the progress was slow.
Lin Yan knew of a competition that could significantly improve physical fitness and endurance in a short period.
Lin Yan's previous physical condition was still a bit borderline for that competition, so he hadn't even considered it.
However, after a few days of training, Lin Yan felt that his physical fitness had improved somewhat, and the desire to participate in the competition began to stir again.
He had initially planned to take a steady approach, but who wouldn't be tempted by the prospect of rapidly improving their physical fitness?
Moreover, Lin Yan heard that the competition would start in a while. However, thinking about the Ducati motorcycle, Lin Yan frowned. Riding a Ducati in that competition didn't seem ideal. Kanshuwu.xi
The next morning, Lin Yan and Vinalares once again went to the traffic police compound. This time, both of them had prepared gloves. For the next two days, Lin Yan, apart from visiting Su Mojin in the evening, spent his time leading the iron riders through the sand dunes.
Including the first day, Lin Yan and Vinalares had led the iron riders through the sand dunes for a total of three days.
These three days of sand dune training had further elevated the strength of the iron riders by another level.
After these three days of training, Lin Yan was ready to conclude the iron riders' training for this period.
At three in the afternoon, Lin Yan and Vinalares took a large group photo with the iron riders. After a simple farewell, they drove away from the traffic police compound.
Yang Hongliang expressed his sincere gratitude for Lin Yan's strong teaching. Although Lin Yan had come out of obligation, he had not been negligent in any way.
In the past few days, Lin Yan had also explored the East District. The East District gave Lin Yan a good impression; the public security was not too bad, mostly due to the long-term aging and loss of surveillance cameras.
With some later investment in repairs, it would likely improve significantly.
As for the sand dune area outside the city, it was vast and expansive. Lin Yan planned to handle that land properly in the future, whether for building a manor or investing in a racetrack, it would be very good.
Of course, if Lin Yan really had such plans, the manor would likely be built adjacent to the racetrack.
After all, having a racetrack right outside one's doorstep was a luxury Lin Yan had never experienced in his previous life.
The reason Lin Yan left at three o'clock instead of five o'clock like the previous two days was because the Kawasaki sales consultant had called him.
His motorcycle had arrived today, so why would he stay here? Of course, he had to go back to the villa to see his motorcycle.
Knowing that Lin Yan's motorcycle had arrived today, Vinalares shamelessly followed along.
Upon arriving at the entrance of Meilin Garden, a truck with the Kawasaki 4S store logo was parked at the entrance of the residential area. Without the owner's consent, their vehicle could only wait outside.
When Lin Yan arrived, the security guard allowed the truck to proceed. Along with Li Wei's Big G, four vehicles slowly pulled up to the entrance of the villa.
Upon reaching the destination, Lin Yan flipped out of the car. Several staff members alighted from the truck and unloaded the long container from the back of the cargo truck.
After waiting for two days, Lin Yan's motorcycle had finally arrived.
After removing the outer iron plates and foam fixtures, this violent beast appeared before everyone's eyes. The black carbon fiber lines perfectly embodied the concept of violent aesthetics.
Lin Yan's H2 was parked nearby. Compared to his "little brother" H2 parked next to it, the Kawasaki H2R's exterior was almost identical to the H2R, except that the H2R had a pair of full carbon fiber winglets, and there were slight differences in the engine compared to his "little brother" H2.
Both used supercharged engines, but the H2R had an increased horsepower output.
"Oh Lin, although I've seen this bike many times abroad, it still amazes me this time."
Vinalares looked astonished. This bike was arguably the one he liked the most, apart from factory racing bikes, without exception!
As the motorcycle appeared before everyone's eyes, the staff also opened the contract and handed it to Lin Yan for review.
Lin Yan reviewed it, found no issues, signed his name, and transferred the remaining payment.
The staff collected the contract, confirmed receipt of the remaining payment, and then, in a very formal manner, bowed and said in unison to Lin Yan.
"Congratulations on becoming a respected Kawasaki owner. May your motorcycle..."
Although the words were nice, Lin Yan felt something was a bit awkward.
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ps: Brothers, don't over-mythologize any particular car; be rational.
Thanks to Brother Nian for the divine certification!
Wishing my elder brother a happy acquisition of an H2R next year~
Thank you very much!!!
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