When the carbon fiber supercar slowly stopped in front of Mavie, a Russian bodyguard in a suit came out of the scissors door. Lamborghini CEO Stephen knew who the car was, "Mr. Mavie, this sports car..."

Even with Stephen's experience, I never remember seeing such a handsome sports car. It is no exaggeration to say that even if Ferrari Enzo is compared with him, the two will not be too different, and to some extent it can surpass the former.

Mavie will not show off too much in front of the vice president. After all, this supercar, which looks like Lamborghini Revington, is also a benefit from the glory of his previous life. The reason why he airlifted this car to Italy was to ask Lamborghini designers to help modify it. When the time comes, they can be launched directly.

"Mr. Stephen, this sports car is designed based on the appearance of the f22 fighter. The body is made of carbon fiber..." Mawei said with an explanation that he said.

Hearing Stephen standing in front of him, his eyes lit up!

"F22 fighter jets, made of carbon fiber materials? That kind of material is usually used on aerospace rockets, right? Mr. Mavie. It is the first time I have seen it on sports car bodies on such a large scale." Stephen was very novel and looked at the gray sports car in front of him.

Carbon fiber is a new fiber material with high-strength and high-modulus fibers with carbon content of more than 95%. It is soft on the outside and hard on the inside. It is lighter in mass than metal aluminum, but has higher strength than steel. It has corrosion resistance and high modulus properties. It is called the king of new materials and is very expensive.

"Yes, Mr. Stephen, but there are still some areas that need improvement in this car. Why don't we set out now? Go to your headquarters to see?" Mavie invited Stephen to get into the sports car and led the convoy to head towards Lamborghini headquarters.

An hour later, when Mavi drove a sports car to Sant'Agata Bologne, Italy, he saw the old Lamborghini factory that had not yet been renovated.

That look was very different from the new factory he saw in the pictures in later generations. For a moment, Mawei couldn't believe that Lamborghini in this life was doing so miserably...

Perhaps seeing the complexity hidden in Mawei's eyes, the president Stephen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, explained to Mawei awkwardly, "Mr. Mawei, um... our Lamborghini factory has been starting since 1963... so it looks a little old, but the equipment on the site has been maintained and there is no problem with performance."

Since Lamborghini went bankrupt, it has been traded and has no funds to renovate the old factory. In addition, it has not been favored by the German public in this life, so this life has become even more difficult.

"Well, I understand." Ma Wei nodded faintly. According to his past life memory, even if Lamborghini was acquired by Volkswagen, it would have to wait until 2004 to regain glory.

"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Mavie, the building in front is the Lamborghini Museum at our headquarters. Vice President of Martin of Chrysler, will be here later." Stephen said in a sigh of relief.

Half a minute later, the scissors door opened upwards, and the two walked out of the sports car one after another. Then Stephen led Mavie into the Lamborghini Museum and visited the sports cars they created from the brand.

"Mr. Mavie, the car you see is our Lamborghini first sports car, 350gtv. It was officially unveiled at the 1963 Turin Auto Show..."

"The two cars next to them are Lamborghini 400gt, Lamborghini islero..." Stephen introduced the sports car to Mavie with knowledge. The following are the glory and history of their Lamborghini.

Just as Stephen was halfway through the introduction, a cheerful voice suddenly came from behind the two, "I think this must be Mr. Mavi from Russia, right? Hello, hello."

After hearing this, Ma Wei turned around and found a fat middle-aged man in a white suit, grinning at him.

"I'll introduce you to Mr. Mavie, this is our Vice President of Martin of Chrysler, who is responsible for the negotiation of this acquisition." Stephen said to Mavie quickly.

"Hello, Vice President Martin." Ma Wei stretched out his right hand and shook with the other party.

"Hello, Mr. Mavie, did you drive the gray sports car at the door?" Martin asked Mavie curiously. He originally thought that Russians were all earthy leopards who didn't understand cars. But Mavie's carbon fiber sports car really changed his view.

"Well, is there any problem?" Mawei asked back.

"No, no problem, the sports car is very handsome, very similar to the newly developed F22 fighter jet in the United States." Vice President Martin said with a sensible reputation.

The two sides exchanged a few simple greetings in the Automobile Museum. Then, Vice President Martin praised Mavie for the future of the automobile industry and the potential of Lamborghini. In order to let Mavie take over Lamborghini, at least they are not able to continue to maintain it.

"Mr. Mawei, I think I understand it almost. Why don't you talk about the acquisition?" Half an hour later, Vice President Martin asked Mawei tentatively.

"Yes." Mawei had been waiting for the other party to say this. He was determined to win the Lamborghini company.

"Okay, then I'll just talk straight to the point, Mr. Mavie! My Chrysler company currently has a valuation of Lamborghini at 150 million US dollars. If you are willing to take out this money, maybe it belongs to you." Vice President Martin said this to test Mavie's sincerity.

Because Chrysler has not recovered from the global financial crisis in 1998, he urgently needs funds as a supplement. Otherwise, not to mention Lamborghini, even his entire Chrysler Group will be seriously affected.

It’s better to sell Lamborghini, which has been losing money for years, and exchange it for some money to fill the local industry.

"150 million US dollars?" Ma Wei asked repeatedly.

"Yes, Mr. Mavie, what do you think of the price? If it exceeds your psychological expectations, maybe we can..."

As Vice President Martin, before he could finish his words, Ma Wei, who was standing in front of him, smiled and said lightly, "I think this price is good, so it's 150 million US dollars."

As soon as Qingpiao Piao finished speaking, she saw Vice President Martin and Stephen beside her, and was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had heard it wrong!

"It's so easy...it's done!?"

"150 million US dollars? You don't even have the price to pay it back?"
Chapter completed!