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

Chapter 135 Shop Owner?

"Third Uncle, so what exactly is our standby team going to do?" Yu Dawei finally voiced his doubts, and the people around him were also filled with curiosity.

“I already knew the Baozi Mountain area before I came here. It’s mostly deserted, with only a few small villages a short distance from the highway.” Uncle San said, his eyes half-closed and half-open as he smiled. “And Dawei, you’re going to lead a team to become a shop owner next.”

"I want Ma Huijie's people to personally buy these engine oils for me, barrel by barrel!"

"Huh?!" Yu Dawei looked completely bewildered.

Is this even possible?! It sounds so surreal!
A sinister smile appeared on Hou Wanshan's lips. He had gone over the plan in his mind many times. As long as Dawei didn't mess things up, he could destroy Ma Huijie!
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To the north of Qiqihar City, there are two adjacent towns: Longxing Town and Shanquan Town.

The two towns are not only adjacent, but also like twins, each with its own mountain peak of equal height.

Longxing Town has Nianzi Mountain, and Shanquan Town has Baozi Mountain. Both mountains are 200 meters high and belong to a small section of the Lesser Khingan Mountains.

The north is sparsely populated, and the two towns have small populations but large areas. In addition, the surrounding area is mostly barren land, so there are few shops along the highway.

Unless they are specifically looking to make money from car owners, they would set up a shop on either side of the road not far from the village.

Some run small hotels, some run restaurants, and some run small supermarkets. Of course, repair shops and parts stores are also indispensable.

Those who could open two shops, with the left one as a repair shop and the right one selling things like engine oil and parts, lived a very comfortable life.

"How many days has it been?" A young man wearing an oil-stained vest squatted down next to an old, tattered rattan rocking chair, looking at the man lying in the chair.

"It's been four days." The slightly overweight man in the rocking chair closed his eyes, enjoying the soothing rocking motion.

"Sigh, there's not a single job to be done these days. It seems like all I've done is patch a tire and earn five yuan." The man in the vest sighed deeply, feeling dejected.

Yesterday, we finally got a big job, but we ended up ruining the car and had to pay the customer 300 yuan in compensation.

I can't live like this anymore!

"Crack!" "Crack!"

The leather gloves struck each of the two men lightly, a blow that felt less than a tickle to these two roughnecks.

"Boss." The two men were startled when they saw who it was and immediately became tense.

The man in the greasy vest instinctively shut his mouth and stepped to the right to avoid blocking his boss's path.

The person lying on the recliner quickly got up to make room for the boss, who usually lay down.

"Look at you two, so pathetic. What did we go through all this trouble to get here? Just to earn five yuan?" Yu Dawei, wearing a woven straw hat, lay leisurely in a rocking chair, watching the clouds drift by. "You have to learn to be patient and wait."

"Cough." The man in the greasy vest felt that the boss would find out about this sooner or later, so he gritted his teeth, squatted down next to the rocking chair again, and whispered, "Captain, we don't have enough money."

"What?" Yu Dawei stood up in surprise, looked around and at the shop across the street. Seeing that no one paid any attention to them, he turned his head and asked quietly, "Tiger, didn't Third Uncle give us more than three hundred?"

"You weren't here yesterday, so someone came to us to get their car repaired," Tiger explained.

"That's great news!" Yu Dawei exclaimed in surprise.

"But we don't know how to fix it, and we ended up wrecking their car. We had to pay them 300 yuan in compensation afterwards." Tiger's eyes darted around, and he pointed at the slightly chubby man next to him, saying, "It's all Da Ye's fault. That guy insisted he could fix it, but he can't fix a damn thing!"

"Screw you! I said I can fix bicycles, what's wrong with your ears?!" Da Ye was clearly looking for a chance to get revenge, and he lay down next to Yu Dawei to complain, "Boss, it's him, it's all Tiger's fault! The other three brothers can all vouch for me, yesterday it was Tiger who insisted on making me go to fix the bike! He even praised me! That guy looks kind but is wicked, he's really bad!"

"Did I instigate this?! You were the one who kept spouting nonsense, insisting the boss wasn't there and you could fill in! You were nothing!"

"Stop arguing, it's so annoying." Yu Dawei frowned: "I only met with my third uncle yesterday, and you guys still managed to cause trouble. You guys are really... Besides, our shop has been empty for a while, so why is there work on the very day I wasn't there?"

"I don't know?" the two asked in unison, looking bewildered.

Yu Dawei rolled his eyes and slumped helplessly in the rocking chair.

Just as he expected, these people were too difficult to manage.

"Captain, this shop's rented location is really weird!" Tiger pointed to the surrounding shops. "Look at those other shops, they're all thriving, especially at noon and in the evening, the customers are endless. But look at us here, even sparrows from our hometown treat our shop like a latrine." (Author's note: "Sparrows from our hometown" refers to sparrows.)
"Sigh, this business is impossible to continue." Having lived two lives, Yu Dawei had never experienced such a strange shop. There were hardly any people there, day or night, but cars could still be seen coming and going on the road.

Yesterday, Yu Dawei went to discuss with his third uncle whether they should change locations.

I've been here for several days, but I still haven't seen Ma Huijie's convoy.

But my third uncle insisted that this place was a geomantically auspicious location, and told me not to be discouraged, because it's normal to lose money in business.

Anyway, the compensation will all go to my third and second uncles.

Yu Dawei was speechless and could only return dejectedly. Now it seemed he'd have to talk to his third uncle about it; if they didn't open for business soon, would they be able to attract Ma Huijie's convoy later?
"Boss, boss! We've got a job!" Daqizi came running over from a distance like a leaping monkey, carrying a plastic bag in her hand, followed by a child pushing a bicycle.

Yu Dawei's lips twitched, and he got up and walked towards the repair shop next door. He wondered if he must be seeing things.

"Is this where you fix bikes? My bike keeps breaking down, can any of you take a look?" A boy of about ten years old pushed a 28-inch bicycle, tilting his head back and looking at Yu Dawei and his two companions with an arrogant expression.

"Is this what you meant by 'come to work'?" Tiger stared at Daqizi. If his eyes could turn into swords, he would have pierced through her a thousand or eight hundred times over.

"What's wrong with you! You think you can bully me because I'm small and won't fix it? Fine, fine! I'm leaving!" The child also had a bad temper, and turned around and pushed the bike away with great difficulty.

Daqizi rolled her eyes at Huzi and quickly stepped forward to stop him: "No, no, no! We'll fix it, we can fix anything here!"

"Boss." Daqizi tried her best to wink at Yu Dawei, while constantly shaking the several large pieces of tofu in the plastic bag.

At this moment, Daqizi perfectly embodies the saying "poverty makes one lose ambition."

"Sigh, Da Ye, your major is relevant. Go and fix this young man's things." Yu Dawei was really exhausted. If he had known it would be like this, he would have asked his third uncle for some more money before coming back.

He lay back down in the rocking chair, which was the greatest comfort to his soul.

They've been here for several days, but they haven't found any work, nor have they seen Ma Huijie's convoy. However, the third uncle says that everything is under control.

Although Yu Dawei knew the general plan, he was still unsure.

He glanced instinctively at the buckets of "brand new" engine oil displayed in the parts store. Would the other party really buy his "old wine in new bottles" engine oil?

Yu Dawei rocked back and forth in his rocking chair, thinking about his wife again. He hadn't been home for over ten days and wondered how things were at home.

Just then, Yu Dawei heard the little boy shouting again.

"Hmph! What money? My mom said I'm the lucky star of the family. You lousy shop fixed my bike, so just sit back and count your money." The little boy in the distance huffed and puffed, and under the watchful eyes of the five "apprentices," he casually picked up his bicycle and swaggered away.

"What's going on?" Yu Dawei came over, looking puzzled.

"Boss, he didn't pay! He didn't pay!" Da Ye couldn't hold back any longer, pointing at the little brat in the distance and roaring, "This little bastard finished fixing the car and still has the nerve to call himself a lucky charm! I'll catch up with him and beat his ass until it's bruised and battered!"

The others only then realized what was happening, and instantly flew into a rage! They were like human-shaped exploding bears!

Damn it! This guy who always throws his weight around got bullied by a little kid! This is so embarrassing!

"Oh well, forget it, it's not like you can afford to fix a bicycle. You're all grown up, why are you picking on a little kid?" Yu Dawei was already covered in bruises and didn't care if the kid messed with his mentality again.

Just as everyone was lamenting the uncertainty of the road ahead, the sound of a truck horn suddenly came from afar.

"Beep beep!!!" A military green truck drove up from the end of the road and stopped right in front of Yu Dawei and the others.

"Gentlemen, the gearbox is broken. Can you fix it?" A man in a dark green riding jacket got out of the car. He was very capable and spoke without being verbose.

The crowd exchanged glances, some even wondering if they were dreaming!

So, work has come?
Could that little brat really be a lucky star? This place had been acting strangely for several days, and suddenly everything turned around?
“It can be fixed. Drive the car to the entrance. Parking on the side of the road can obstruct other vehicles.” Yu Dawei remained calm, and his demeanor changed slightly.

He kept repeating to himself, "I'm the boss, I'm the boss..."

It was my first time acting, so I was a little nervous.

"Tiger, Da Ye, you two hurry up and get the heavy-duty wrench out."

"Daqizi, go with Liu Feng and push the air pump out too, and then connect the pneumatic plate."

"Liu Feng, come with me and tidy up the mess by the door. Take out a few cardboard boxes from the corner and lay them on the ground so that the oil leaks out and it's not hard to clean up."

Yu Dawei was directing the group like a real shop owner, and the other members of the team were very cooperative.

They all nodded and bowed, following their boss's instructions, and began busily preparing to repair the car.

"We're open! We're finally open!" Yu Dawei looked at his busy brothers, who no longer had to worry about not having enough to eat.

As long as the business continues, it's only a matter of time before Ma Huijie's convoy is attracted.

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