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

Chapter 138 Joint Operation, Yu Dawei Leads the Repair Team (8000 words in total)
Ma Huijie's convoy left, and Yu Dawei still had cars to repair in front of his shop. Everyone was busy with their own things, and he didn't pay any attention to Yan Dali and his group.

After all, it's really unreasonable for someone who's angry to shamelessly try to make amends with the other party when there's no longer any mutual benefit involved.

After glancing at the departing convoy, Yu Dawei lay back down in his rocking chair, letting the gentle breeze caress his face, as if dancing in the wind.

I believe it won't be long before the people from over there come to "invite" me.

According to the plan discussed with his third uncle, he would first stop the seven dump trucks, then go over and pretend to be unaware of the situation to repair and replace parts for free, thereby taking the opportunity to disable the three most valuable road rollers.

Yu Dawei heard Qi Dadu say that the three road rollers were all new imported vehicles, and that they were very large, truly the dominant land-based road rollers.

According to Yu Dawei's estimation, the other party's road roller must be at least fifteen tons or more.

It seems that no one in the industry can produce more than 20 tons of that capacity yet. But don't worry, we'll see it sooner or later.

The autumn air is crisp and clear, and the skies in the north are especially pleasant in autumn, with just the right amount of air, humidity, and the blueness of the sky.

Lying back in the rocking chair, Yu Dawei quickly fell asleep, dreaming of his wife and that his daughter, Xiao Muyu, could call him "Dad."

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In late October in Northeast China, the weather gradually turned cold. Some families in the village had already set up their stove frames, with the stove pipes leading directly to the holes in the chimneys, which were the round holes that had been covered up with newspaper last year.

The smoke will travel along the furnace pipe into the chimney and finally drift out.

The thin iron wire on the roof was pulled down again, tied to the sectioned furnace tube, and then turned two 90-degree right-angle bends to connect it to the small iron furnace on the ground.

Han Jingfan looked at the stove she had set up, put her hands on her hips, and proudly raised her delicate face.

Who says women necessarily need men to build stoves? Not only will she build stoves, but she'll also build her own kang (heated brick bed) in the future!

Thinking of this, a smile naturally appeared on my lips.

Little Muyu, crawling around on the kang (a heated brick bed), stared at her mother with her big, blinking eyes. Her emotions seemed to be infected by her, and she excitedly rolled around on the quilt.

Han Jingfan washed her hands, picked up her son who was inexplicably excited on the kang (a heated brick bed), and stared blankly out the window.

All the vegetables in the garden have been harvested and stored in the warehouse. The pigs in the yard have gotten even fatter. They don't eat much, but they've gotten incredibly fat.

The four puppies have really grown up; their skeletons are almost as big as their mother, Big White.

Dahei and Erbai like to stick close to people, while Cuihua with panda eyes is the most timid and stays in her doghouse all day. As for Goushengzi, he has recently started to challenge one of the roosters in the house to a fight.

She kept the yard very clean. Although it was an earthen yard, she had cleared away all the pebbles and clods of earth outside.

The family has plenty of food and clothing these days. A few days ago, my father-in-law went to the county to give Xiaofang some living expenses. When he came back, he specially bought two small pieces of meat and brought one back for himself.

She was content with this kind of life. Before she got married, she had thought that if she couldn't get married one day, she would find a small mud-brick house like this, raise some chickens, ducks, geese, dogs and pigs, grow some vegetables in the garden, pickle some salted vegetables, enough for her to eat for a year.

Now everything is better than she imagined. She has even rediscovered the joy of reading and has also developed a new idea.

She recently read a magazine called "Reader" which contained many wonderful short stories. After reading it, she couldn't help but want to try writing herself.

Now I have the pen, the old-fashioned Hero pen that Dawei gave me, and the paper, a thick stack of which is stored in the cabinet.

What can I write?

She subconsciously started missing her husband again. He had been gone for more than ten days, and she thought about him every day. She felt like a string of pink origami cranes flying from inside the house to outside, flying in the direction where her husband was.

A thought suddenly struck her: why not express her longing on paper?

No! She wanted to write everything she saw, heard, and thought on paper.

She can't write stories, but she can write about life.

Thinking of this, she picked up the kang table and took out the paper and pen from the cabinet.

Xiao Muyu is very sensible. If you put a white rabbit in front of him, he will hug the rabbit and play with it.

She cries sometimes, and she needs to take care of her when she eats, sleeps, urinates, etc.

Han Jingfan instantly understood the priorities. She still needed to focus on taking care of the child. Once the child was settled, she could write something casually, just to find something interesting for herself.

I would accumulate manuscripts whenever I had free time, and once I had enough, I would send them all out at once.

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Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Ma Huijie's men suddenly found Yu Dawei, saying that the car was broken and the engine wouldn't start.

Yu Dawei led his team to the construction site at Baozi Mountain without any trouble and met the legendary Ma Huijie.

The other person had a very noticeable black mole in the middle of his forehead, and he kept staring at Yu Dawei and his group with an unfriendly expression.

Yu Dawei pretended to be unaware of the situation and shifted all the blame onto the imported oil, thus also rescuing the three men with yellow hair who were being held accountable.

Ma Huijie is an extremely ruthless person. He made Yu Dawei and the others work as free labor, making them work overtime to repair cars for him, without providing them with a place to sleep, and with many people watching them.

Yu Dawei cooperated fully with his third uncle's plan, even stating that he would pay for the parts himself as an apology to Boss Ma.

This action made it difficult for Ma Huijie to retaliate, and he fell into self-doubt. Could it really be unrelated to anyone and be a problem with the engine oil?
Was Master Yu tricked by someone, so Master Yu accidentally tricked himself?
Ma Huijie subconsciously began to suspect Hou Wanshan, but those who had been sent away said that Hou Wanshan had been behaving himself recently.

He was completely bewildered. After thinking it over, he realized he had to fix the dump truck before he could get back to work.

"Boss, too many people are watching nearby, what should we do?" Tiger and Yu Dawei were repairing and disassembling an engine.

"What's the rush? We've only just started dismantling. The road rollers are still working non-stop." Yu Dawei glanced at the three light blue road rollers working in the distance. "We can talk about it after the sand and gravel run out and the trucks stop working."

Tiger wholeheartedly agreed. As they spent more time together, he developed a deep respect for this older brother who was a little younger than him.

Just that "god-level rescue" a few days ago is something he can brag about to his other brothers for years!

Without Boss Yu, their squad would not only have been exposed, but a bloody battle might have ensued.

Now, Tiger stands firmly by Yu Dawei's side, doing whatever the other man tells him to do. Almost all the other brothers are the same; they might have had some resentment before, but now that's completely gone.

Yu Dawei's guess was correct; even tigers have their moments of weakness.

In the later stages of assembling the seven dump trucks, a high-level leader came to inspect, and everyone was busy dealing with the leader.

Ma Huijie and some of his confidants drank quite a bit to keep their leader and those around him company.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yu Dawei casually touched the three road rollers that were also out of service.

Nowadays, without stone for the foundation, the road roller is also scrapped, so it makes no difference.

Because it was too dark, Yu Dawei couldn't see the specific brand and model of the three road rollers, but he had repaired too many road rollers in his previous life, so he could easily find the key locations.

He was like a skilled surgeon who casually damaged a joint in the human body, instantly paralyzing the person and rendering them completely numb in both the upper and lower body.

After everything was done, Yu Dawei ran back to continue repairing the car without attracting the attention of the construction workers.

As for the road roller breaking down, it would at least have to wait until the dump truck went out to transport sand and gravel again.

Once the stones are available, the road roller can start working again, and now no one pays attention to these three tool vehicles.

This inadvertently gave Yu Dawei and his group ample time to escape.

The team no longer needed to delay their work and quickly repaired and reassembled the engine; everything went very smoothly.

After the dump truck was repaired, Ma Huijie did not intend to let Yu Dawei off the hook. He took another 20,000 yuan from the other party's pocket as compensation.

Yu Dawei naturally didn't have that money, so Ma Huijie made him write an IOU, sign it, and put his fingerprint on it.

Ma Huijie took a liking to Yu Dawei's car repair skills and planned to use a compound interest scheme to eventually make Yu Dawei work for him for free for the rest of his life.

Watching Yu Dawei and his companions slink away, Ma Huijie clutched the IOU in his hand, a cruel smile spreading across his face: "Trying to just walk away like that? You're getting off easy. Just wait, if you don't pay back the money in a few days, you'll be working for me for the rest of your lives."

Ma Huijie handed the note to the hook-nosed man next to him: "Qizi, put the IOU away. In a few days, no matter whether he can pay it back or not, make sure he can't pay it back."

"Don't worry, boss, I know this stuff." Qi Zi took the note with both hands and casually stuffed it into his pocket. Even without the note, if there was a debt, there was no way he could renege on it.

No one has ever dared to default on a debt owed to Boss Ma.

Yu Dawei and the others left safely, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Aside from the IOU incident, everything that happened before was basically within Dawei and Hou Wanshan's calculations.

As for the IOU, it's irrelevant; my third uncle will get it back later.

The rest of the time is spent waiting for the catch to be made.

After the team returned, the repair shop and parts store that had been used to cast the nets were all removed.

The house is a short-term rental, costing twenty yuan a day. All the parts boxes in the parts store are borrowed from Tang Xiong, the owner of a parts store in Qiqihar.

For items sold, the commission goes to us; for unsold items, we simply return them unopened.

All the tools in the repair shop belonged to the repair shop at the stronghold where my third uncle worked, and now they have all been taken back.

The mission of the holding squad was thus completed, and everyone returned to the stronghold where Third Uncle was located.

After waiting for about two days, the third uncle suddenly received a message, and Ma Huijie was already in a panic.

In the past few days, he has consulted no fewer than seven or eight mechanics in Qiqihar, and even invited a master mechanic from the oil city, but he still can't fix those three road rollers.

At this moment, everyone's admiration for Dawei rose even higher, and they all asked him how he did it.

However, Yu Dawei brushed it off by saying it was a secret.

Even when a master teaches a disciple, he has to hold back some skills, especially these shady techniques. It's best not to spread them around, as it's bad karma.

Finally, Uncle San felt that it was about time, so he led everyone to Baozi Mountain.

Some of the construction workers also put down their work and lay in ambush at various locations on the Baozishan construction site. If all goes well, they won't need to step in to keep things under control.

The other side is where the Baozishan construction site is located.

Ma Huijie was furious! He had been desperately sending people to look for that Master Yu for the past few days, but the man seemed to have vanished into thin air, and they couldn't find him no matter how hard they looked!
Ma Huijie is now certain that he has been scammed! The other party has clearly set a series of traps!

The night the three road rollers crashed, Huang Mao and his two accomplices fled.

At the time, he simply thought that Huang Mao and his two friends had tampered with the road roller.

The car can start normally, but it seems to be numb and can't move forward or backward at all.

Ma Huijie initially thought it wasn't a big problem, but later he invited one repairman after another, and none of them could fix the road roller or figure out what was wrong with it.

This made Ma Huijie feel a sense of crisis, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong!
Combined with the previous incident where all seven dump truck engines had to be repaired, he suddenly understood everything!

It wasn't the three blond guys who did the dirty work; they were probably just accomplices. The one who really damaged his three road rollers was that man called Master Yu!
"Damn it!" In a fit of rage, Ma Huijie slammed his fist on the steering wheel, the horn blaring furiously from inside the car, silencing his men in fear. Yan Dali fared even worse, his head drooping as he awaited his reprimand, his right cheek swollen like a bun, with five clear finger marks on it.

"Hou Wanshan...it must be Hou Wanshan! That damned bastard!" Ma Huijie's project has been delayed for even longer than Hou Wanshan's.

That's not the key issue. The three road rollers are completely immobile. If this continues, it's questionable whether he can even complete the project.

"Are you cursing at me? Your voice is too loud, I could hear you from far away." Hou Wanshan yawned and slowly walked over with the group behind him.

"Hou Wanshan?! Was that you?!" Ma Huijie rushed out of the car, but then, realizing something, he forcibly suppressed his anger and looked at the other man with a sneer: "You're really something, aren't you? You went to a lot of trouble to stop my car!"

"Not at all, we're in the same boat." Hou Wanshan made no attempt to hide the smile on his face. "Don't worry, I didn't come here for any other purpose than to see you make a fool of yourself."

Ma Huijie's fists clenched more tightly involuntarily, but he couldn't make a move!
The situation is beyond one's control. He is currently at a disadvantage compared to the other party. If he wants to complete the project, he has to beg the other party to let Hou Wanshan bring out Master Yu so that the three road rollers can continue to work and he won't be unable to complete the project.

"Oh my, it's only been a few days, but your composure has improved quite a bit. Your face is clearly as red as a monkey's bottom from anger, yet you can still hold back. I, Hou Laosan, admire you." Hou Wanshan circled around Ma Huijie, commenting on him as if he were admiring a particularly comical work of art.

At that moment, Ma Huijie's men all wanted to rush forward, but they were stopped by Ma Huijie's gaze.

"Get to the point, what conditions will it take to fix my three road rollers?" Ma Huijie closed his eyes, suppressing his fluctuating emotions, and when he opened them again, he glared at Hou Wanshan through gritted teeth.

"Tsk tsk, Ma, this isn't how you ask for a favor. We've been friends for so many years, and you're talking to me like this. It hurts me." Hou Wanshan, having gotten the better of him, put his arm around Ma Huijie's shoulder, continuing to provoke him. He wanted to make Ma Huijie pay back a hundred times the pain he had felt that day.

Ma Huijie knocked the other man's arm away, his fist clenching and unclenching repeatedly... He understood what the other man meant.

He stared intently at Hou Wanshan for a long time before finally giving in: "As long as you don't go too far, name your price. Consider it compensation for your team last time."

Hou Wanshan withdrew his gaze, then turned to look at the three road rollers in the distance: "These things must have cost a lot of money to buy. Do you have a hundred of them?"

Ma Huijie's heart sank, and a bad premonition arose.

"You said you made me suffer so much before, so asking for fifty of you isn't unreasonable, is it?" Hou Wanshan smiled faintly. He was clearly half a head shorter than the other person and was also very thin, but his aura at this moment made the other person feel a little breathless.

"Hou Wanshan, you bastard! You coward! Why don't you just rob me!" Ma Huijie could no longer hold back at this moment, clenching his fists and roaring angrily.

"What are you barking like a dog for?" Hou Wanshan frowned, looking at him with an air of entitlement. "I'm just robbing you!"

Ma Huijie was speechless. This beast really has no shame!
"Hey, Ma, you're being stingy. Think about your project, and think about those three road rollers... they're brand new." Hou Wanshan put his hands in his pockets and calmly explained the pros and cons to the other party.

Ma Huijie wavered for a moment, but reason prevailed. He stared at Hou Wanshan with a stern face: "I agree to your terms. Five hundred thousand. Hurry up and find that guy surnamed Yu."

"No rush." ​​Hou Wanshan walked up to Ma Huijie, suddenly stretched out his right hand and opened his palm, as if waiting for something.

"Screw it!" Ma Huijie shouted angrily. The man with the hooked nose next to him understood and handed Ma Huijie an IOU.

"Here you go! This time, you should bring that guy surnamed Yu over, right?" Ma Huijie handed over Yu Dawei's IOU.

Hou Wanshan glanced at it, then tore the note into pieces in front of the other person: "When did I say I was bringing it over now?"

"Hou Wanshan, don't go too far." Ma Huijie began to feel resentful, his reason gradually being replaced by anger.

Hou Wanshan was not afraid of the threat at all. Instead, he took another step toward Ma Huijie: "I won't beat around the bush with you. Five hundred thousand, plus a road roller, and our business will be settled from now on. If you don't mess with me, I won't mess with you either."

"You can rest assured about the work. Hou Wanqiang and I will focus on the oil city from now on. As long as you don't go to the oil city and do something reckless, we definitely won't have much contact in the future."

To be honest, Ma Huijie was genuinely tempted for a moment. The terms offered by the other party were not exactly profitable, but they certainly wouldn't be a loss.

But the thought of losing another road roller made him hesitate again.

The man with the hooked nose next to him seemed to remember something, and took the initiative to lean in front of Ma Huijie, raising his hand to whisper a few words in the other's ear.

Ma Huijie's eyes lit up immediately, then he quickly composed himself and looked at Hou Wanqiang: "Are you sure?"

Hou Wanshan guessed that the other party must have some tricks up their sleeve, but although he seemed to have the upper hand, he was also delaying his own project. Both sides were just putting in a lot of effort for nothing, and neither side would benefit from a fight to the death.

Moreover, Dawei has unwittingly become involved, and if this is not properly resolved, he will definitely become a thorn in Ma Huijie's side in the future.

My second brother's future strategic development plan is to find a city with relatively high potential, establish a foothold there, and then gradually expand from there. This can now be used as a bargaining chip.

Hou Wanshan thought about it for a moment. No matter what tricks the other party used, he wouldn't lose out anyway, so he finally nodded: "I'm sure!"

“Alright! With so many people witnessing this today, I promise you, 500,000 yuan for a road roller. From now on, everything between me and the Hou brothers is settled.” Ma Huijie confidently extended his hand.

Hou Wanshan also symbolically extended his hand, and the two shook hands briefly in silence before quickly separating.

"Hurry up and invite Master Yu over!" Ma Huijie was getting impatient.

"Dawei." Hou Wanshan glanced behind him, pulled Yu Dawei to his side, and then looked at Ma Huijie with a smile, "Give us the compensation first, otherwise I won't feel at ease."

"You! Fine, I don't care about wasting a little more time." Ma Huijie gasped for breath, finally swallowing his anger. He then looked at Yu Dawei with murderous eyes, as if he wanted to tear him to pieces right now.

But we're all people in this world, so we still have to follow the rules!

"You two, come with me!" Ma Huijie glared at Hou Wanshan and Yu Dawei before getting back into the car.

Hou Wanshan didn't stand on ceremony and led Yu Dawei to sit directly in the back seat.

The three drove towards the project headquarters, leaving the two groups of people standing there, completely bewildered.

Yan Dali stared intently at the three blond men in the opposite crowd, his hatred no less than that of Ma Huijie.

But he wasn't brainless. If he ruined the boss's big plan, he might not just get a few slaps.

"What do we do? This guy's eyes look like he's going to eat us alive," the blond-haired guy said nervously.

"What are you afraid of? We're here." Tiger crossed his arms and glanced sideways. These three had been bullied quite a bit by their guard squad these past few days.

Despite the bullying, after spending a few days together, they realized that the three men with yellow hair weren't bad at heart and were loyal to their friends. Plus, they were young, so they unconsciously took care of them a bit more.

"Tiger is still the most awesome," said the blond-haired guy with a grin, and the two men beside him echoed his praise.

Qi, with his large belly, stood in front, glanced back at the laughing group, and coldly reprimanded, "Be serious, all of you, and pull yourselves together."

He was genuinely worried. This was a trap set by Ma Huijie for his third brother and Yu Dawei. This man was both law-abiding and lawless, so he couldn't afford to be careless.

The man with the hooked nose on the other side was also wary of Qi Da-du's group. Hou Sanye was cunning and treacherous, with an extremely deep mind. He was also afraid that the other side might have some other schemes, so he had to deal with them carefully.

Just as both sides were on guard against each other, Ma Huijie brought Yu Dawei to the construction site project office compound, and parked the car in the corner of the compound wall.

In the corners of the mud-brick walls, there were all sorts of wooden stakes, tree branches, and piles of dry firewood.

Next to it was a huge steel object covered with a plastic sheet, with part of its yellowish-brown exterior exposed through the plastic.

Ma Huijie pulled back the plastic sheet, and a tan-colored road roller frame appeared before Yu Dawei and Hou Wanshan.

The frame was covered in dust and fallen leaves, with a thick layer of dust covering almost the entire frame. It was unclear how long the frame had been there.

Yu Dawei observed carefully and realized that the road roller should have double steel wheels, but now both the front and rear steel wheels were gone. The outer sheet metal was covered very tightly, so he had no idea what was inside the vehicle.

When Hou Wanshan saw the road roller in such a dead state, his expression turned rather unpleasant, and his brows furrowed slightly involuntarily.

"Don't say I'm lying to you, this is the road roller we agreed on. It's just that it was so badly damaged that it's been scrapped here for several years. The body is here, and the steel wheels are in the west corner of the yard. Are you two satisfied?" Ma Huijie's lips curled up slightly. This time, he had finally regained some face.

Hou Wanshan didn't reply, but instead asked Yu Dawei beside him, "How is it?"

"The Bomag BW series road roller, with double steel wheels, double seats, and dual steering wheels, should weigh around 16 tons? It's hard to say, maybe even heavier. But it definitely can't compare to Mr. Ma's new Bomag 211." Yu Dawei shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Sell it as scrap metal, it should still be worth a few bucks."

Hou Wanshan thought about it for a moment and then said nothing more.

Everything went smoothly after that. Hou Wanshan found a flatbed truck and hauled the Bomag road roller away. Of course, the compensation money was still paid in full.

Yu Dawei also helped Hou Wanshan fulfill his promise by re-testing the three road rollers that could start but could not move.

After he finished adjusting it, it was as if a person who had lost both legs had regained sensation. He could not only walk on the ground, but even jog.

This scene made Ma Huijie's eyes blaze with anger. On one hand, he was jealous that Hou Wanshan had such a top-notch repair talent, and on the other hand, he hated himself. If he had known that the other party was so capable, he should have detained him directly in the first place!

Damn it! I feel like I missed out on a fortune!

With this, the dispute between Ma Huijie and Hou Wanshan came to an end, and they both returned to their respective construction sites to continue working on the project.

Yu Dawei's mission was also completely over. He not only helped his third uncle repair the convoy's vehicles, but also helped him rip off that bastard Ma Huijie.

Before leaving, everyone held a farewell party for Yu Dawei at the Nianzishan construction site. After spending many days together, the brothers around him had become increasingly impressed with Yu Dawei.

Especially Huang Mao, the former members of the steadfast squad, all seemed to be subtly leaning towards making Yu Dawei the center of attention.

My third uncle even joked that if something were to happen to him one day, all his men would just follow him, Yu Dawei, and all he would have to do is give them food.

Yu Dawei rolled his eyes. This kind of thing was none of his business. If something unexpected happened, his second uncle would lead the group of brothers to continue making a living, and he would always be an outsider.

The next day, when they returned, Uncle Qi had his belly-up brother drive Yu Dawei away. In addition, there was a big guy following behind the SUV—that old-fashioned BMW road roller.

It was only at this moment that Yu Dawei finally understood that the scrapped road roller on the flatbed truck was actually a gift from his third uncle.

My third uncle also said frankly that even if this thing were sold as iron, it would make a fortune. It would be even better if it could be repaired, since there is no shortage of road repair jobs these days.

Yu Dawei had considered getting a used road roller earlier, but since road rollers of a certain tonnage were more expensive than ordinary excavators, he didn't think about it too much.

Unexpectedly, his third uncle gave him such a surprise! However, Yu Dawei was also in a dilemma. This thing had been broken for so long, it was better to sell it than repair it.

Selling it directly as scrap metal would probably bring in over 20,000 yuan. In about half a month, 20,000 yuan would be a very good deal.

The money for the cart was paid for by the third uncle, and when Yu Dawei got on the cart, the third uncle also tossed him a small brown leather bag.

My third uncle leaned against the car door, still teasing me: "Now that you're a small business owner, what would it be like if you didn't have a small briefcase? Here, I'll give you one."

"Thank you, Third Uncle!" Yu Dawei grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"Let's go, I'll come see you after I'm done with things here in a while." Third Uncle patted the car, indicating that Qi Dadu was ready to drive.

Qi Dadu understood immediately, stepped on the gas and left the Nianzishan construction site, heading towards Sui City.

On the way, Yu Dawei stroked the brown leather bag. The textured grid on it was large, and the leather felt smooth but not too soft; it was genuine leather.

After touching it again and again, Yu Dawei finally confirmed that it was not only genuine leather, but also made of crocodile skin!

The crocodile bag was still bulging, and out of curiosity, he pulled open the golden chain and found five stacks of banknotes inside!
fifty thousand? !
Yu Dawei was startled. He had already made a fortune by acquiring a road roller, and now his third uncle was giving him so much money. He was truly flattered.

"Keep it," said Qi Dadu, who was driving next to him. "The boss asked me to tell you that you contributed the most to this matter. We originally wanted to get you a better road roller, but we didn't expect that Ma Huijie, that bastard, would swindle us at the last minute. Consider this money as compensation."

"Anyway, I don't know if 50,000 will be enough to repair this road roller. I won't give you any more, this is all you get." Qi Dadu turned his head and smiled at Yu Dawei. "That's what he said."

Yu Dawei held the briefcase in both hands, momentarily at a loss for words.

(End of this chapter)