As the stage lights blaze and the bass shakes the ground, the crowd erupts in cheers. Amid the electrifying atmosphere, the limited edition Number 1 bottle appears alongside Đen, its vivid red-and-gold design glowing like a flame of passion.

4 A.M. While the city still sleeps, Khương Duy, 35, is already on the move, setting off from a truck depot in the outskirts. His engine roars to life, cutting through the mist as he races down the open road. But for him, this isn’t just another delivery. It’s a conquest.