In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 106 was placed in a good location.
"Understood, understood, I promise it won't happen again." Old Qin subconsciously adjusted his glasses.

"Very good." Only then did Third Uncle look at a certain spot in the ditch: "What are you still hiding for? If you're too scared to come up and ask for compensation, do you still want your car window repaired?"

Inside the trench, Yu Dawei understood immediately and quickly led Huang Man out of the trench.

Seeing everyone's surprised looks, Yu Dawei smiled and waved to them, saying, "Everyone's doing well, huh?"

Both sides were secretly thinking: Don't you have any self-awareness about whether it's good or bad?
"Hey, you pro-military village chief, shouldn't we settle the score for the time your villagers smashed my car window?" Yu Dawei felt the enthusiastic gazes from everyone and, a little overwhelmed, quickly changed the subject.

Old Qin, the village chief of Yongjun Village, felt a deep sadness, finally understanding what it meant to be held accountable after the fact.

“It was done by three bastards from our village, Huang Maozi. I admit it. I’ll pay you back right now.” Old Qin forced a smile at Yu Dawei, as if resigned to his fate.

“One thousand.” Yu Dawei thought about the market price and then added half more than the original price.

Old Qin, the village chief, felt a sudden sense of relief. He knew he could handle the money; after all, he was just a young man, and it was understandable that he lacked life experience.

"Three thousand? Isn't three thousand a bit too little?" Just then, the third uncle stood to the side and spoke in a nonchalant tone, his eyes sweeping over Old Qin's face with a condescending gaze.

"Not enough! Boss, your car was smashed by that brat before, the body is all scratched up. I'll compensate you five thousand, and you can get the paint repainted later." Old Qin was all smiles on the surface, but his heart was bleeding. He almost ground his teeth to powder when he closed his mouth.

"Ahem, you truly deserve to be the village chief. You have a great understanding of the bigger picture. I admire you!" Yu Dawei praised without reservation.

The third uncle, who was standing to the side, nodded to himself. Five thousand yuan was just right. As for how Dawei and the chubby boy next to him would split it, that was their business.

Third Uncle gave Qi Dadu a look.

Qi Daduzi put away his gun and shouted to the crowd, "Alright, everyone disperse. Don't stand there like a telephone pole, you're affecting our work."

Upon hearing this, everyone felt as if they had been granted a pardon, but they didn't dare to look up, fearing that they might offend the other party. So they quietly lowered their heads and prepared to leave.

Old Qin was about to go home to get money for the young man when two shrewish women grabbed his arm with one hand and the other man's sleeve with the other, showing no intention of letting him go.

Old Qin glanced back at the two women and sighed helplessly. He was the one who brought this upon himself, and he was the one who instigated those three boys to do it. Now that the three men were missing, it was only right and proper that he should give them an explanation.

Although Old Qin was extremely reluctant to face Hou Laosan's sour face, he still gritted his teeth, turned around, and walked towards him, clasping his hands in a salute: "May I ask, Third Master, since I have settled the debts owed by Huang Mao and the other two, what about the three of them..."

Old Qin didn't say much, but his meaning was very clear.

Qi Dadu felt that this old bastard was a bit shameless and was about to go up and teach him a lesson, but Hou Wanshan raised his hand to stop him.

"They suddenly came to the project site to find me a couple of days ago, insisting that I find them jobs, because they don't want to be street urchins anymore." Hou Wanshan's voice wasn't loud, but everyone who hadn't completely left could hear him clearly, and they couldn't help but stop and continue listening.

"You know how kind I am. I not only introduced them to a job for free, but also gave them a free ride home. I reckon they're working in a big city with electricity by now."

The two women's legs suddenly gave way and they collapsed to the ground, realizing the worst-case scenario.

Old Qin, standing nearby, also looked utterly terrified and disgusted. "Hou Wanshan, you're too ruthless! I'm going to sue you!"

But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, he quickly suppressed it. Did he have any evidence? No! Sue him for assaulting a woman? And then what would happen? What would the outcome be?
He'll probably disappear without a trace too. Old Qin still hates himself for offending someone he shouldn't have!
It's also the fault of that official leader; why didn't he just mention to him who was in charge of this project?
Actually, Lao Qin forgot that when he left, the official in town reminded him more than once, albeit subtly, that this was absolutely no reason for him to go his own way.

Everyone around was stunned, their minds instinctively turning to the worst possible scenarios. Whether they were from other villages or from Yongjun Village, they all understood once again the weight of the name "Hou Wanshan".

Anyone who dares to mess with this construction team in the future is simply asking for trouble!
As everyone gradually left, before that, the bald man dragged the wailing woman out of the ditch and threw her in front of Lao Qin, telling them to find someone to take her away.

The shrew lay helplessly on the ground, her legs already deformed from being beaten, twisted and turned outwards. The villagers around her watched her indifferently.

This shrew was used to being arrogant and domineering. Everyone in the village, regardless of gender, had been verbally bullied by her. In the end, it was Old Qin who gave the order to a few people to carry the shrew away from the scene.

Yu Dawei never expected that this farce would end in such a cruel way.

Afterwards, both Uncle San and Yu Dawei quickly received compensation from Yongjun Village, as well as medical compensation for the workers. This money was the hard-earned savings of every household in Yongjun Village. But because they were close to the town and the village had developed better and better over the years, with more and more households becoming wealthy, they gradually became arrogant and domineering.

You brought this on yourself, so you can't blame anyone else. If God doesn't take you away, someone else will.

The windshield of Huang Man's PW40 wheeled excavator cab has been completely repaired, and Yu Dawei even bought Huang Man his favorite black jet engine.

After finishing his work during the day, Huang Man would spray the paint before it got dark. Yu Dawei specially bought two cans of yellow and two cans of red spray paint, instructing Huang Man to make sure to spray some areas around the paint yellow to serve as a warning, otherwise it could easily cause an engineering accident.

Huang Man obediently did as instructed, and the final product was predominantly black with intersecting yellow, black, and red colors around it.

Anyway, Yu Dawei didn't think it looked good, but Huang Man was very happy and never thought that the car actually belonged to his boss, Yu Dawei. Anyway, he painted it his favorite color.

Yu Dawei seemed indifferent to this. To a repairman, even the most beautiful excavator is like a skeleton; true beauty always lies within.

What he always liked was the quality of the engine, the power ratio, the oil volume and pressure of the large pump, the density and strength of various hydraulic oil pipes, and so on...

After dealing with the issues in Yongjun Village, Yu Dawei made a special trip to the project headquarters to have a debriefing session with his third uncle.

The two men ate watermelon and chatted by the window, talking about trivial things. Through Yu Dawei's narration, the third uncle was also subtly telling him about the baseness of human nature.

Finally, Yu Dawei asked the question that had been nagging at him: "Third Uncle, did those three people really go to the big city?"

The two bystanders, Baldy Si and Big Belly Qi, who were sitting on the straw mat bed, suddenly sat up straight.

Third Brother hates it when people ask him all sorts of questions. Boss Yu, are you going to get beaten up?

"What do you think?" Third Uncle said casually, then tossed the remaining watermelon rind out the window with his right hand.

Yu Dawei's expression became conflicted. If it were the third uncle that others had mentioned before, it would be hard to say, but now that it was the third uncle in front of him, it seemed even harder to say.

“Silly nephew.” The usually stern third uncle rarely smiled, but he raised his head and looked up at the blue sky and white clouds. “Do you know that fighting and brawling are actually the most helpless things, because you have nothing. It seems that you have no other choice but to do it. It is the most unavoidable choice. And if there really are other choices, then fighting and brawling will always be the last resort.”

“I had no choice before, but now I have many choices to make them disappear.” Third Uncle withdrew his gaze, leaned on the windowsill with both hands and looked at Yu Dawei. “Do you know how willing those three people were when they left? They were so excited that they almost knelt down before me.”

Yu Dawei looked astonished, but inwardly breathed a sigh of relief: "Was the woman who was dragged into the ditch also an act?"

“That’s not it.” Third Uncle’s eyes were deep. “I only gave her son two thousand yuan, and he agreed to let us do it. It’s hard to understand, isn’t it?”

Third Uncle looked at the dumbfounded Yu Dawei, a cold sneer on his lips: "But that's human nature. A young man who will do anything for money seems capable of anything."

Yu Dawei was speechless. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that the shrew was not simply causing trouble for her son. Everyone knew that the construction team had been making money in recent years, and that Old Qin, who supported the army, was able to fuel the flames, so he seemed to have his own purpose as well.

Human nature seems to be completely untenable at this moment.

“Dawei, if you want to become an excellent manager, you must understand one thing.” Uncle San’s words became particularly serious. “No matter what, you must look at people from two perspectives: their strengths and weaknesses, and then combine them together to understand human nature.”

Yu Dawei's gaze toward his third uncle changed. In the other man's world, human nature was as clear as colorful threads. His third uncle no longer seemed like the insignificant farmer, but rather like a manipulator who controlled everything, capable of manipulating the base nature of humanity at any time.

After being given a lecture by his third uncle, Yu Dawei drove off in a daze.

Qi Daduzi and Si Tuzi exchanged a glance. In the end, Si Tuzi was brave enough to ask Hou Wanshan directly, "Third Brother, are you really not going to tell Boss Xiao the truth?"

My third uncle turned around and sat on the chair, his back against the chair back, his feet stacked on the desk, using the chair legs as two fulcrums, and just rocked back and forth...

"People like us are destined to die, there's no need to drag innocent people down with us."

(End of this chapter)