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

Chapter 191 Wang Yang Equipment Rental
A dozen minutes later, Wang Yang escorted the two customers to the outside of the courtyard before returning to greet Deng Zhijun and Yu Dawei.

He walked up to Deng Zhijun, a hint of mockery in his eyes: "Hey, isn't this Brother Jun? What brings you here?"

Upon hearing this, Deng Zhijun breathed a sigh of relief. Although he knew that Lao Deng would not act without principle, he was still somewhat worried.

If Old Wang's pent-up resentment towards himself reaches its peak, who knows if he might directly tell Yu Dawei and the other two about his side of the story.

"Brother Wang, you're joking, aren't you? How could I dare call you Brother Jun in front of you?" Deng Zhijun laughed it off, and then introduced them to Wang Yang one by one, "These are friends from the Northeast who want to come and see our excavators: Liang Hongwei, Yu Dawei, and Duan Dahai."

Wang Yang wasn't interested in the three men's names, nor in their desire to buy an excavator. However, he did have a somewhat naive thought that there's always a reason why someone is pitiful.

Wang Yang vaguely heard some other owners in the courtyard mention that Deng Zhijun's main customer base was in Northeast China.

Northeastern men, in particular, have strong self-esteem and care a lot about their reputation. Even if they don't understand, they can be easily fooled by Deng Zhijun and end up pretending to know what they don't, eventually emptying their family's savings in a daze.

Three more people from Northeast China have arrived. Judging from their demeanor and clothing, they're probably from a small town. The chances of them getting ripped off are extremely high; it's practically a done deal.

He wanted to offer a reminder, but how could he? His entire family lives in Yushui County; didn't he have any concerns?

Before acting as a good person, one should always consider the consequences from the perspective of others.

"Sigh, there's nothing I can do. I guess I'll just have to accept my fate." As always, Wang Yang couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"My yard is full of excavators, enough for you to look around. Feel free to look around," Wang Yang said listlessly, waving his hand as he went inside.

Deng Zhijun looked slightly embarrassed as he gazed at Wang Yang's retreating figure, a hint of hatred in his eyes. All he could think about was that he would never come again.

"Brother Wang is quite busy, so let me show you around. I know the prices here very well." Deng Zhijun didn't want to cause a scene now, so he turned around and greeted the three of them with a smile, then quickly led the way.

Yu Dawei and the other two exchanged glances but said nothing, following behind Deng Zhijun.

The three of them first looked at the Volvo excavators. There were four excavators in a row, all of them Volvo brand. Each one was in very good condition, and the seats inside were covered with thin plastic sheets.

The four Volvo excavators all have a similar appearance: black boom and forearm, yellow body, and a square upper body that can rotate. There is a very eye-catching black counterweight at the rear.

"Do you guys know what brand these excavators are?" Deng Zhijun wanted to test the three men's knowledge of excavators again. He glanced at Yu Dawei, one of the three who had repaired cars, and asked, "Brother Yu, do you know?"

"I really didn't know, it wasn't repaired back home." Yu Dawei shook his head with a smile.

Duan Dahai and Boss Liang exchanged a secret glance, silently mourning for Deng Zhijun for three seconds. You bastard, you even managed to scam a car repair expert, you know that?!

They both knew that these vehicles were excavators from Volvo Ackerman, the latest brand Volvo acquired this year. Although they didn't know the models, they certainly knew the brand of the excavators. After all, they had been working with a master excavator mechanic and had heard stories about his repair work from time to time.

“It’s not surprising that you don’t know. These trucks may have ‘akermans’ printed on them, but they’re actually Volvo, a sub-brand we acquired this year.” Deng Zhijun said with a hint of pride, pointing to the excavators from smallest to largest. “This one is H12, H14, H21. They’re all practically brand new. All the parts inside are untouched, not even a scratch on the paint.”

As Deng Zhijun was speaking, Wang Yang came out of the house with a small pipe in his mouth. He stood quietly to the side watching how Deng Zhijun would show off.

"Amazing." Yu Dawei couldn't help but give Deng Zhijun a thumbs up.

Good heavens, there are three models in total, and he got two wrong in one go! It has to be said that after Yu Dawei gradually removed Deng Zhijun's "fig leaf," his nervousness decreased a lot. Like a paper tiger, he looked quite intimidating from a distance, but as he got closer, he became less and less afraid.

"Hey, please don't talk nonsense if you don't know anything, okay?" Wang Yang originally intended to watch quietly, but this bastard doesn't know anything at all. He just points at his excavator and talks nonsense, as if you have an Audi worth 600,000 yuan and your neighbor tells his friend that it's an Alto.

"The one in the middle is the H12, and the one next to it is the H14. The two are somewhat similar, but their prices are worlds apart." Wang Yang, as expected of someone who sells excavators, knows all the models and structures of his company's excavators like the back of his hand. "The main difference between the two excavators is that they use different engine models. The H14 uses a Volvo D60A engine, which has higher power than the D50A in the H12."

“These vehicles of mine are both new and old.” Wang Yang tapped the metal sheet on the outside of the excavator with the back of his hand. “They’re new because no one has used them before. You can think of them as leftover stock from a clothing factory that sells suits. Of course, they’re really old. These three Volvos are at least six or seven years old.”

Wang Yang was about to say, "These are excavators we just got recently. A lot of people are scrambling to buy them. They're definitely high-value for money." But then he thought better of it and kept quiet. Saying it would be taboo, and he might even be inadvertently helping Deng Zhijun.

“Yes, yes, Brother Wang really knows his stuff. If you like any of these cars, just tell Brother Wang. With me here, Brother Wang definitely won’t rip you off.” Deng Zhijun’s eyes never left Duan Dahai as he spoke, knowing that the one who was actually buying the cars was Duan Dahai.

"How much is H14?" Duan Dahai asked Wang Yang symbolically.

"The minimum is 58." Wang Yang didn't waste any words and went straight to the point.

The price shocked Mr. Liang, who was standing next to him, so much that his teeth chattered. "What kind of nonsense is this? It's highway robbery!"

Duan Dahai was also speechless with astonishment. It was really expensive. His life savings couldn't even cover half the price of this car.

Even Deng Zhijun was dumbfounded. "Is this damn expensive?! It looks so ordinary!"

Wang Yang didn't seem to care about the silence of the three men. He simply sipped his pipe quietly and exhaled a puff of smoke.

Only Yu Dawei knew the true value of this Volvo Ackermann H14; even compared to the H22, its work efficiency was in no way inferior.

Every excavator that leaves the factory is like a toy. Some toys have low durability, while others, despite their low price, have high durability and can withstand the test of time.

The Ackermann H14 clearly possesses these qualities, and after several years in the market, its reputation is much better than that of the H11 and H12.

Wang Yang keenly noticed that the youngest guy wasn't surprised by the price of the Ackerman H14; in fact, his eyes even showed a hint of approval.

Then someone approached and asked, "Young man, what is your surname?"

"Me? My surname is Yu." Yu Dawei turned to look at Wang Yang. "The cars in your yard all look pretty good. The third one from the left is a Komatsu, and the first one in the second row is a Caterpillar. How much did they cost?"

Wang Yang looked slightly surprised. Both excavators were small excavators, and both had been repaired with original factory parts and had been refurbished by him.

Of all the excavators in the yard, only those two have been repaired and refurbished. Did the other party spot it at a glance?
That's a bit outrageous.

But he had to believe it, after all, it was too much of a coincidence. Out of so many excavators, only two were refurbished. Anyone who had been in the industry for a long time could tell the difference.

"The Komatsu costs 180,000, while the Caterpillar is more expensive, at 220,000." When Wang Yang looked at Yu Dawei, his gaze changed, as if he were treating a client with utmost seriousness.

Deng Zhijun, standing to the side, glanced at Yu Dawei with some confusion, but didn't have any other thoughts, because he couldn't tell the difference between those two small excavators and the other small excavators.

Yu Dawei nodded silently. When he entered the hospital, he saw that nearly twenty excavators of all kinds in the yard had not been overhauled. Those that had been overhauled had all been dismantled into parts and piled up in a messy corner on the right.

This is enough to show that the boss is very particular about the quality of excavators. He would rather sell expensive ones than sell the best ones. So even though the two small excavators had been repaired, Yu Dawei was still at ease.

Deng Zhijun really did stumble upon the right place by accident.

"What's it for?" Wang Yang walked over to Yu Dawei and asked.

"It's for collecting garbage at the landfill. It would be even better if it came with its own electromagnetic chuck," Yu Dawei said with a smile.

“That’s hard to find. These two aren’t cost-effective for this purpose.” Wang Yang was about to give the other party some advice when he remembered that Deng Zhijun was still there. He could only sigh and say, “I don’t think I have any suitable ones here. Let’s find some cheap and good ones.”

Deng Zhijun's eyes lit up. When did this old man become his shill? That's great. If this job goes through, he'll give him two more packs of Zhonghua cigarettes later.

(End of this chapter)