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

Chapter 187 The Real Situation of the Excavator Market
“Hey brother, what do you take your brother for? He’s just a kid, he doesn’t know any better and he’s inexperienced, that’s understandable.” Deng Zhijun pointed up with his chin. “Come on, let’s go upstairs for tea. The Longjing tea here is all new tea from the first rain of this year. In addition to this, I also have some treasured old white tea. I’ll let you try them all later.”

As he spoke, Deng Zhijun generously led the group up to the second floor. Room 888 was at the very end of the corridor. The entire door was made of mahogany with gold lacquer, making it look more grand and luxurious than the doors of other rooms.

Upon entering, there is a tea table made from an ancient tree stump in the center of the room, with several crystal-clear cups on it. Next to it are a row of uniquely shaped small tree stump chairs. Further to the right, there is a desk made of Phoebe zhennan wood and a pure black leather executive chair.

Anyone with eyes can see that this office is extraordinary.

"Sit down, make yourself at home." Deng Zhijun took off his coat and casually draped it over the coat rack next to him, as if he were really at home. "I don't come here often usually. Brother Liang should know that I'm always running around all over the country, just trying to make a living."

"Brother Jun, look at what you're saying. If you're just trying to make a living, then what are we?" Although Boss Liang lived in a small town, he still had some experience. Seeing that there wasn't a single low-end item in the room, he immediately felt a bit more respect for Brother Jun.

The four of them sat at the main and guest seats of the tea table, one after the other. Duan Dahai glanced at the room, but his eyesight was slightly inferior to Boss Liang's. After all, he was from a small town and had not seen many impressive things, including the golden nanmu wood table placed in the west of the room.

Yu Dawei, however, noticed something interesting, as if he were blind: the man was only about 1.6 meters tall, but next to the red clothes rack was a pair of crocodile leather shoes, about size 44.

He recalled the size of the other person's foot and confirmed the difference between it and the owner of the leather shoes, but this did not mean that the other person was not the owner of this place.

As I said before, if the other party intends to trick them, then their purpose will inevitably be exposed.

Just wait patiently.

“I know Mr. Liang owns an auto parts store,” Deng Zhijun said, looking at Yu Dawei and his companion. “Are you two also in the auto parts business?”

“No, I’m a garbage collector in town. I set up a small yard to do waste recycling,” Duan Dahai spoke first, getting ahead of Yu Dawei, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Boss Liang's lips twitched. What this guy said made sense, but was it appropriate to say such things in front of such a powerful boss? He should at least mention his status a little, like, "I have a huge yard," or "I'm one of the top people in town, the best at recycling scrap metal..."

Seriously, that's beneath me... We still have to look to David for the best.

"Where's the young man?" Deng Zhijun turned his gaze away from Duan Dahai and then looked at Yu Dawei. Although his expression didn't change, he was secretly pleased. After all, he was just a garbage collector, and he could easily manipulate him.

"Me?" Yu Dawei was about to speak when Boss Liang interrupted him.

"My little brother here is quite something. He's a well-known repairman in our town, specializing in repairing imported excavators and the like." Boss Liang was afraid that Yu Dawei would be swayed by Duan Dahai's words, and more importantly, he wanted to save face.

Whether the other party is a real big boss or not doesn't matter, but Lao Liang absolutely cannot lose face. Even if he knows a mechanic, he'll only be able to repair imported cars.

"Sigh, Brother Liang just likes to flatter me." Under Lao Liang's disapproving gaze, Yu Dawei looked earnestly at Brother Jun'er, "I'm just a worker at our Zhenfanfan Repair Shop. You might not know, Brother Jun'er, because I'm young, I can only be an apprentice for our boss. I earn five hundred a month, and I guess I can get a raise next year."

Jun'er's heart, which had been pounding with anxiety, immediately calmed down after Yu Dawei's earnest words.

Just then, the Longjing tea from Lianghu arrived. Jun'er smiled and poured tea for the three of them, especially Yu Dawei. Seeing that they had drunk some, he took the initiative to pour them some more: "It's good to be an apprentice. Now you're an excavator apprentice. It's only a matter of time before you become a master craftsman."

"I almost forgot. I heard from Boss Liang that you work in the machinery industry, so you must know a lot about ours." Yu Dawei humbly picked up his teacup, looking at the other man with starry eyes, as if he were a junior meeting a senior.

Boss Liang's lips twitched. These two bastards were deliberately trying to ruin my life!
I know what you two are thinking, but at least give me some face, okay? The fact that he's sitting here means that even if his identity is fake, it still shows that he's quite capable. And look at his demeanor and attitude, he doesn't look like a fake boss at all.

He still can't see through Yu Dawei and Lao Duan's intentions. After all, they are friends and brothers, and he can still distinguish between those who are close and those who are distant.

"You're too kind. I'm just an engineering equipment distributor." Jun'er smiled at the three of them. "If you're in the machinery industry, you've probably all heard of Yushui County. There's a reason why this place is called the 'Northern Excavator Capital'."

“There are refurbished excavators everywhere in the Cuizhuang market area, though the quality varies.” Jun’er glanced at the three men, and seeing no oddities in their expressions, put down his teacup and continued, “Of course, since you’re my friends, I can’t let you get a bad excavator. By the way, which of you three needs an excavator?” “Jun’er, it’s me,” Duan Dahai smiled at him, “My junkyard specializes in collecting scrap metal and stuff. Sometimes when I get a large volume, I can’t handle it all by myself, so I thought getting an excavator would save me some trouble.”

"Brother Jun'er, you've been in this industry for many years, right? You must have quite a few excavators, right?" Duan Dahai asked again.

"Hehe, I started out by shipping these things by sea in the early days. I would take these things to the refurbishment market, fix them up, spray paint them, and then resell them." Brother Jun leaned back in his chair with a relaxed expression, casually boasting, "When business was good, I could sell more than a hundred units a month, all over the country."

"That won't work now. The government has requirements, so we have to cooperate. The main goal now is to increase the reputation of Yushui Market. We're dedicated to our hometown, and we hope that more people will know about our reputation as the 'Capital of Excavators.'" After saying this, Jun'er couldn't help but curl a smile like that of a dragon king at the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Jun'er is amazing, he has contributed so much to the development of his hometown." Yu Dawei raised his teacup, using tea instead of wine.

"Brother Jun'er is magnanimous; he's clearly a man with the world in his heart." Old Duan forced himself to cooperate with Yu Dawei's performance, but inside he was absolutely disgusted.

Just as Boss Liang was about to praise Jun'er, these two beat him to it. Thinking about the words in his mind, he decided to give up and silently raised his teacup, drinking the tea in it with the other three.

"Hahaha! It was just a small contribution, nothing to mention, nothing to mention." Brother Jun perfectly embodied the "hiding merits and fame" of a big boss, while secretly rejoicing. He had finally fooled these two people, and now it was time to hunt them down.

“Brother Duan, since you want to get an excavator, what price range are you looking for? Let me give you some advice,” Jun’er asked.

"As long as it works, that's fine. Fifty thousand yuan is my limit." Duan Dahai said this with a slightly embarrassed expression, picking up his teacup to drink tea while covering half of his face.

Yu Dawei, sitting to the side, exclaimed, "Wow, Duan is quite the actor! How come he didn't realize it before?"

Only 50,000?! That's your limit, but it's not mine!

Jun'er sneered inwardly, but outwardly he naturally raised his hand to pour tea for Duan Dahai: "Brother, you don't know, it's not that you can't find a 50,000 yuan excavator in this place. I can find you a whole bunch, but whether you can use it is another matter."

“Brother Xiao, you should know this from the perspective of a car mechanic. The excavator industry is too complicated, and most people can’t handle it.” Brother Jun then continued to persuade him, “Some vehicles look new on the surface, but the parts inside are actually old parts that were discarded overseas a few years ago. If you’re not careful, you’ll end up with a pile of scrap metal.”

“Brother Jun is right.” Yu Dawei nodded from the side, his expression both serious and affirmative.

As if encouraged, Jun'er took a sip of tea and explained even more enthusiastically: "However, the excavator costing more than 100,000 yuan is in much better condition here. Of course, brother, I'm not saying you have to buy the expensive one. When we go out to buy equipment, we definitely look for the cost-effectiveness."

"After lunch, I'll take you to the excavator market to get a feel for it. In the end, we'll only buy the right one, not the expensive one." Jun'er's smile was full of an older brother's love for his younger brothers. "Don't worry, with me here, I guarantee I'll get you the most reliable one."

"Thank you, Brother Jun'er." Duan Dahai and Yu Dawei raised their teacups again, toasting each other with tea instead of wine.

Boss Liang: "..."

Should I raise this glass or not?

The three chatted for a while longer when suddenly they heard the sound of metal boxes sliding downstairs. Yu Dawei immediately sensed something was wrong, got up and rushed downstairs, but he couldn't open the door no matter what he tried.

Yu Dawei turned his head and looked at Jun'er in his seat with a fierce gaze.

"The door was locked from the inside; you can open it by turning the knob to the left." Jun'er was clearly startled by Yu Dawei's fierce gaze and subconsciously explained.

Just then, someone downstairs shouted, "Run! This piggy bank box is welded shut!"

(End of this chapter)