The car quickly stopped in the RV area of the Le Mans International Circuit.
Without getting out, once the car was parked, Lin Yan and his team entered a state of rest. Even if they had slept enough, they needed to rest fully, as they would face a grueling twenty-four-hour battle the next day, lasting a full day and night.
While Lin Yan rested, Su Mojin continued to operate her computer.
In the vast Le Mans Circuit in France, RVs from various participating brands were parked in rows in the RV area behind the pit garages.
This Le Mans Circuit, located in Paris, France, covered an area of approximately 3 square kilometers, or three million square meters.
The track was 4.1 kilometers long, with 14 turns: nine right-hand turns and five left-hand turns. The maximum speed was 323.7 kph.
The head of Suzuki's endurance racing team was somewhat surprised by Zhang Mingzhi's presence at the event. Was he here for a routine inspection?
The manager didn't pay much attention. After a glance, he turned and left. Ducati's performance in the twenty-four-hour endurance race was very poor, so it wasn't unusual for superiors to come for surprise inspections.
In the rankings of endurance races, besides the quality of the car, another factor determining the result was the engine's layout.
Ducati's V-four engine had always been less stable and flexible in corners. Although fast on straights, it lacked stability and flexibility in turns.
Poor cornering flexibility greatly consumed the rider's energy and stamina. This disadvantage, coupled with the internal characteristics of the V-four engine—complex parts, small overall volume, and poor heat dissipation—often led to problems during extended riding.
For these reasons, Ducati, as one of the few participants using a V-engine, performed even worse in the twenty-four-hour endurance race than in the eight-hour endurance race.
This was why Suzuki's endurance racing manager wasn't concerned. This disadvantage was an issue with the engine's design, unrelated to the technicians' tuning. Even if Zhang Mingzhi himself came, it would be of no use. He couldn't possibly dismantle the car's V-four engine and replace it with an inline-four, could he?
It wouldn't significantly affect the overall situation. Even if tuning made some difference, Ducati had been at the bottom for so many years; could it really impact the top two positions?
Leaving the window, Suzuki's manager turned and went into a small compartment inside the RV to rest.
The next morning, the first rays of dawn in France streamed through the glass into the RV.
Lin Yan, who had already woken up, lay on the bed with his arm propped up, looking at Su Mojin, who was still sleepy. Lin Yan knew the young girl had been busy until very late yesterday.
As Su Mojin lay on her side, her front was exposed, her collar slightly open, allowing Lin Yan a full view of her.
Her fluffy hair, slightly pouting red lips, and plump cheeks—Su Mojin's face was usually not plump, but now, resting against him, she looked particularly vibrant and cute.
Her somewhat dazed sleeping face made Lin Yan unable to resist wanting to kiss her.
After admiring her for a while, Lin Yan got out of bed and started doing push-ups on the floor.
Around eight in the morning, Su Mojin slowly woke up from her sleep, and by then, Lin Yan had already finished breakfast.
"Eat your breakfast. If you didn't rest well, you don't need to rush out."
Leaning down to look at the just-awakened, sleepy-eyed Su Mojin, Lin Yan gently instructed her before turning towards the door.
However, before he could take a few steps, Su Mojin reached out and pulled him back. Lin Yan turned around again.
"Husband~"
Su Mojin's soft, childish voice was incredibly alluring. Lin Yan's steps immediately halted.
Just awake, Su Mojin's eyes were half-closed, like a lazy little wild cat. The hand holding Lin Yan's clothes swayed in the air as if she were acting spoiled.
After Lin Yan turned back, Su Mojin finally opened her eyes completely.
"Husband, lower your head."
Lin Yan leaned down with some confusion. Su Mojin pushed herself up with her arms and kissed Lin Yan on the lips. Then, satisfied, she snuggled back into the covers, retracting the hand that had been holding Lin Yan's clothes.
"There, I'm probably the only one in the world who doesn't mind your morning breath. Remember to eat well."
Lin Yan smiled slightly, tucked the blanket around her, and reminded her again.
Hearing this, Su Mojin was so annoyed that she wanted to get up and beat him. After Lin Yan turned and left the room, Su Mojin stayed in bed and ate her breakfast.