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

Chapter 166 Fiat 126p, a gift for me?
After everyone was seated, they began drinking and chatting. It was clear from the conversation between Lao Huang and Lao Bai that the two had a close relationship.

The two didn't hide much from Dawei and directly revealed their relationship.

It turns out that Xiao Bai's father, Bai Hanting, was a college classmate of Huang Fengcang. They were also in the first class after the resumption of the college entrance examination. Although there was a difference in their ages, they shared similar interests and were practically inseparable brothers in the dormitory.

In addition, although Bai Hanting was a bit older than Huang Fengcang, he was very well-maintained, with snow-white skin and a handsome face. Coupled with his slender and petite appearance typical of southerners, he looked much younger than Huang.

Outsiders used to call Bai Hanting "Little Bai," just like Yu Dawei calls Bai Zhongsheng "Little Bai" now.

All I can say is that family genes are indeed an amazing thing.

Even now, Yu Dawei couldn't tell that Bai Hanting was older than Huang Fengcang. If it weren't for the fact that they had started chatting after drinking, he would never have believed it.

This also greatly shocked Yu, who was astonished that there was someone in the world who could rival Lin Zhiying in terms of ageless beauty.

“My son Xiaobai has always been a non-competitive person. His mother originally wanted him to go out and get some experience with Lao Huang, but it backfired. Last time he came home, he started telling us that he wanted to buy a piece of land in Northeast China and planned to retire there.” Bai Hanting picked up his wine glass and smiled bitterly. “He’s only in his twenties and he’s already thinking about retirement. This kid.”

"Thanks to you, his uneventful life has become a bit more interesting. At least he dares to steal tea leaves from my tea canister now." Bai Hanting smiled brightly, as if he had discovered a new continent. "Actually, his mother wants to meet you even more than I do, but she's busier than me. She has the opportunity to visit our home."

"Definitely." Yu Dawei smiled, but inwardly he felt helpless. Sure enough, the tea matter was still unresolved.

Back when Xiao Bai was working at the oil city equipment factory, he went back to his hometown. Yu Dawei specifically told him to bring some really awesome tea to try when he came back. Unexpectedly, Xiao Bai stole some precious tea directly from his father.

Yu Dawei knew about this, and apart from being surprised by Xiaobai's skill and daring, he didn't have many other thoughts.

Today I ran into the person who had their tea stolen, and it was a bit awkward when they brought it up.

The group chatted for a while, mostly about stories from the past, including asking Yu Dawei about his school days.

Around 7 p.m., Bai Hanting prepared to leave. He had come in a hurry, mainly to support Lao Huang, as he still had a lot of things to deal with at his company.

Huang Fengcang simply asked the general manager of Xiaodongtian to drive him there. He was well-known to the managers of all the restaurants in Xiaodongtian. It was precisely because of Huang Fengcang that Huang Ma, a woman, was able to stand firm in Qingcheng.

Of course, this is also related to Huang Ma's own abilities.

Bai Hanting left, but before leaving, he made sure to invite Yu Dawei to visit his hometown sometime. He had a good first impression of the boy. He was a little reserved at first, but they got along very well afterward.

Bai Hanting was particularly surprised by Yu Dawei's forward-thinking ideas, especially his views on the power grid. He also recognized Yu Dawei's talent, but felt that it was a waste of his abilities to repair cars.

Huang Fengcang led Yu Dawei back to the room, patting him on the shoulder with a smile: "Do you know which company Xiaobai's father works for?"

"It's hard to guess, but I feel that Lao Bai is very knowledgeable about electricity." Yu Dawei recalled that in the latter half of the dinner table, the three of them were showing off their professional knowledge.

Needless to say, Mr. Huang is a veteran infrastructure enthusiast, and his insights into the construction of mountains and rivers are spot on.

The roads he mentioned, the tunnels that cut through the mountains, and so on, have all basically come to fruition in the coming decades.

Mr. Bai is also very impressive. His explanation of the power industry is very professional. If I didn't have some knowledge of the future development of the power grid, I really wouldn't have been able to join in.

As for his own business, he talked about car repair, which was really beneath him compared to the two people who were looking at the big picture and the future. But the two were quite willing to listen, and they even managed to connect it to things related to electricity and engineering.

It can only be said that capable people, even if they only say a sentence or two, will carry some feasibility of looking towards the future.

While their gaze is focused on the present, it is also looking towards the future.

"Old Bai is now the top boss of Southern Power Grid. He has 60-70% of the projects with our Eighth Bureau. He is basically our biggest client in the South." Huang Fengcang returned to his seat and smiled at Yu Dawei. "So his status in our company sometimes even surpasses those in power. I guess they never expected that Bai Hanting was actually my college roommate."

Yu Dawei leaned over, raised his glass to Huang Fengcang, and said, "Leader, once this matter is settled, looking back, it will surely be like a light boat having already passed ten thousand mountains."

“The light boat has already passed ten thousand mountains…” Huang Fengcang stared intently at the wine cup in his hand, nodded slightly, and finally, somewhat moved, clinked glasses with it, “Good, well said. Looking back, the light boat has certainly already passed ten thousand mountains.”

Huang Fengcang never expected that this kid would have such talent. He smiled and praised him, "Well done, I didn't know you had such talent."

"I don't have any talent. Back in my hometown, my wife loved to read. Whenever she came across something interesting, she would read it over and over again. I listened to it so many times that I remembered some of it." Although Yu Dawei was being modest, the passersby at the door could clearly hear his boasting about his wife.

Huang Fengcang rolled his eyes. Showing off his wife to me? Do you think I don't have one?
"By the way, I owe you another favor this time. I feel it's not appropriate to keep giving you money. I heard you have three pieces of construction equipment now, so you shouldn't be short of money. I was thinking of giving you something else." Huang Fengcang picked up a piece of Mapo Tofu with his chopsticks.

"No, boss! I'm short of money, I'm desperately short!" Yu Dawei screamed inwardly. Repairing that road roller would cost him a fortune; giving him money would be great, it wouldn't be vulgar at all!
But he didn't dare say that if he refused whatever the boss offered, it meant he really didn't want to work for the boss anymore.

“Recently, the Qingcheng government is going to sell a batch of cars. These cars were imported from Poland a few years ago, but the government thinks the interior space is too small, so they have started selling them to individuals. Last time I went to the government, I saw a brand new, untouched car sitting in the warehouse.” Huang Fengcang said, smiling at Yu Dawei, “How about it? If you’re interested, I’ll give you one.”

"A car!?" Yu Dawei's eyes widened, thinking he had misheard.

“Yes, a car.” A smile appeared on Huang Fengcang’s face as he swirled the wine in his glass and took a small sip.

"That's really interesting!" Yu Dawei excitedly grabbed Huang Fengcang's hand, his eyes sparkling. "Boss, what brand is the car? When can we pick it up?"

He was understandably thrilled. How much did it cost him to repair the engine of his boss's Atlas? And how much did the car his boss gave him cost? It was a brand new car! How could he not be overjoyed?

"Look at how impatient you are." Huang Fengcang withdrew his left hand with some disdain, then thought for a moment, "I think it's called something like 'Special,' something like 'Special.'"

"Polish, could it be a Fiat?" Yu Dawei couldn't help but guess.

“Yes! That’s it, 126p. That’s what my friend told me when I went there.” Huang Fengcang frowned slightly. “Since you want it, let’s do it tomorrow. I’ll try to get someone to drive it over for you.”

"Boss, I won't say anything more, it's all in the wine." Yu Dawei first filled the boss's glass, and then poured himself a full glass. Even if he couldn't drink, he would drink this glass to the last drop to express his gratitude.

Huang Fengcang wore a smile throughout, perhaps venting his pent-up frustrations of many years, and began drinking heavily.

When you're happy, wine tastes sweet, and you can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

"I'm going back to the Northeast tomorrow to oversee things. Make sure those two Ackermann machines in the factory get some maintenance done as soon as possible. We can't let them break down next spring and affect the progress of the Luhe Town section of the project." The big boss gave instructions in great detail.

"Don't worry, boss. I don't have much car repair work in the winter. Those two Ackermans are in pretty good condition anyway. I'll check them out when I get back." Yu Dawei was still immersed in the joy of owning a car and hadn't quite gotten over it yet.

The reason why I can't control my emotions is actually related to my past life.

He had become a master chef back then, and by all accounts, he should have been living a good life. However, various business losses meant that he had never driven a car until he was forty years old.

In his past life, the question he asked himself most often was, "Why can't I afford a car when I'm so good at fixing them?"

Until 2013, when he was 43 years old (by Chinese reckoning), his son-in-law, knowing that he had raised two boys and was living a very poor life, helped him for the second time in his life by establishing an engineering equipment repair company, and finally he got a used car.

A used Mitsubishi SUV.

Just thinking about it brings tears to my eyes. I'm only 23 years old and I already own a car. I can only say that at the same age, I wasted my life.

The two chatted until late. Yu Dawei could tell that the big boss was in a really good mood tonight, and even started humming a unique country tune from Qingcheng in the private room.

Not only that, he also told Yu Dawei many interesting stories from his childhood, many of which were little things he had never told outsiders.

Ultimately, the topic shifted to the barbarian and his father.

His uncle wasn't much older than him, but he took good care of him. He had many sisters, and they all relied on his uncle's support to have time to study, take the college entrance exam, and eventually grow up to where he is today.

As the old saying goes, one should never forget the well-digger when drinking water. No matter how high or far Huang Fengcang goes, he always remembers the kindness his aunt and uncle showed him back then.

Huang Man was Auntie's only remaining attachment in the world, and also the only bloodline of Uncle and Auntie.

He was very fortunate that Manzi met Dawei, and he was also very fortunate that he met Yu Dawei.

Without Yu Dawei, how long could he have kept his trump card hidden? And whether he could have stood up to those old cronies? It's all hard to say.

Don't underestimate Dawei just because he's a truck repairman. He's like a pawn in chess. A pawn that doesn't cross the river might only be cannon fodder, but a pawn that crosses the river is like a chariot, invincible and unstoppable.

Huang Fengcang never dreamed that the person who broke the opponent's divine hand twice was actually the pawn who had crossed the river in front of him, now the divine chariot.

He wanted to express his gratitude to Dawei in many ways, but after being a leader for so many years, some of his thanks were unspoken and could only be expressed through drinks.

(End of this chapter)