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

Chapter 196 To Save or Not to Save? Why Not Take the Opportunity to Take on a Disciple?
I don’t know when it started, but Yu Dawei has become more and more able to restrain himself.

It seems he wasn't like this in his past life.

He was born with a free spirit; he went wherever he wanted, worked when he wanted, and rested when he didn't want to work. No one could control him or restrain him.

But this life is different. He doesn't know when it started, but he subconsciously restrains himself in order to accomplish more and achieve greater results.

Repairing that old Hitachi in the cold winter, spending all his savings on the white jade Guanyin statue that the old man regretted his whole life, staying up all night to help the big boss guard his little plot of land, and this time, even more so for the safety of the three of them.

The old man once told him that the first step to becoming a strong person is to learn to discipline oneself.

This is what his grandfather taught him when he wasn't studying back in school.

Now that his life has passed and he's starting over, it seems he's finally on the path to becoming a powerful figure.

The three of them found a small private room for four people, and while drinking, they discussed their upcoming plans.

It's actually quite simple. Yu Dawei had looked at the excavators in the market, and even just glancing at them from outside the yard, he could basically guess that the prices here were somewhat inflated. Of course, there were cheaper ones, but like flood-damaged trucks, they would have some drawbacks.

So if he really had to choose the most cost-effective one, Yu Dawei would actually prefer the Kobelco excavator from Brother Zhang in the oil city, but he also knew that Sister-in-law Qian would most likely not pay Brother Duan.

The three of them were at a loss for what to do.

Yu Dawei's eyes lit up: "How about this, we'll pass through the oil city on our way back anyway, so let's go see Brother Zhang again and discuss with him whether we can get an installment plan."

"Installment payment?" Duan Dahai and Boss Liang were both a little confused.

At that time, people living in Dongbeitun Town knew very little about installment loans, so although they could guess a little about installment payments, they didn't fully understand them.

I reckon it's the first time most of them have heard this term.

"The meaning of installment payment is that we first put up a portion of the money to buy the car, and then pay off the rest in installments over a certain number of months or years. We pay the same amount every month or year until the money is paid off. During this period, the car belongs to us, and we can use it however we want." After Yu Dawei finished speaking, he saw that the two of them looked radiant and seemed to approve of the method.

“However, this is definitely a good thing for us, but it is definitely risky for Boss Zhang.” Duan Dahai was happy for a short while before he realized the crux of the problem. “Think about it, Dawei. If you sell me the excavator, I will give you some money and then I will take the vehicle. Aren’t you worried that I will just run away later? Don’t forget, we are not that familiar with the other party.”

“Others might worry, but Brother Zhang won’t.” Yu Dawei understands Brother Zhang’s character, and he understands Brother Duan’s character even better. “How about this, we’re just passing by anyway, it’s just a matter of saying a few more words. If it really works out, wouldn’t that be a win-win situation?”

"I think Dawei is right. How will we know if we don't try?" Boss Liang agreed and clinked glasses with Lao Duan.

After the three finalized their plans regarding the excavator, they began preparing to flee.

For them, there were guns in the car, specially made hunting rifles, and enough bullets. If they wanted to leave, no one could stop them.

Everyone seemed to be drawn to the boy, but no one spoke first.

"By the way, Dawei, didn't you always say that the guy who can assemble wheel excavators has amazing car repair skills? Did you see him in Boss Chang's yard this time? Was he sleeping in the east room?" Boss Liang suddenly remembered this and asked curiously, "That guy wouldn't happen to be Chang Hai, would he? Don't tell me, or I'll have to lower my opinion of your repair industry."

"He doesn't deserve it?" Yu Dawei picked up the hot water in his cup and sneered. "But I have seen him, and you have seen him too."

"Huh? We've met before?" Boss Liang's mouth dropped open in curiosity. "Could it be that bald guy?"

Yu Dawei shook his head: "Actually, it's the boy you carried into the house."

"Pfft!" Duan Dahai spat out a mouthful of wine, hurriedly swallowing the rest with a pained expression. He then looked at Yu Dawei in shock, "This can't be right, how old is he? Even if the bald guy praised his amazing talent, it can't be this exaggerated, can it?"

"Was it the boy who assembled part of it, and then most of it was assembled by other people?" Duan Dahai still remembered the bald man saying that they helped the boy assemble a lot of it.

"No, the facts are just as I said." Yu Dawei then briefly explained his previous guesses, especially the characteristics of the assembled parts.

"Actually, to find out if it's really this boy, we can just ask Boss Chang's neighbors." Yu Dawei looked at the two of them. "Do you remember what Chang Hai said before, 'Were you sent by the neighbors?'"

“Yes! I remember!” Boss Liang nodded in agreement. “It’s as if the three of us came here specifically to cause trouble. It’s obvious that he has a lot of conflict with the people in the next yard.”

Yu Dawei drank water while thinking. They had two options. The first was to leave directly; if the other party had any sense, they wouldn't chase after them. The three of them preferred the second option. They had suffered a loss, and it would be infuriating to just let it go. They couldn't vent their anger without getting revenge.

Another point is that the boy also caught the attention of the three of them. They could not see him, but now that they could, they all felt a pang of pity for him.

Yu Dawei was well aware of the little guy's potential in car repair. Without exaggeration, he was the most prodigy he had ever encountered in his two lifetimes.

“Dawei, since this kid has such a talent for repairing cars, why don’t you give him a hand?” Duan Dahai’s eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something. “If we can take him with us, at least he won’t freeze to death or be beaten to death. Besides, if you really train him, it will only benefit your repair shop and not harm it. It’s definitely a win-win situation.”

“Dawei! I think this is a good idea! Don’t let the fact that this boy is mute fool you, he’s incredibly hardworking. Just look at how fast Agui worked in the backyard.” Boss Liang also pleaded for the boy. If it weren’t for his shrewish wife, he would have taken the boy away himself.

“Since we’re taking A-Gui away, we need to think things through more carefully.” Upon hearing this, Yu Dawei picked up his cup again, which he had just put down. “I originally planned to set up a trap to swindle Chang Hai and Deng Zhijun and then leave. But since we’re taking A-Gui into account, things will become more complicated.”

"Okay, you guys eat first, I'll go find a phone booth to make a few calls." After saying that, Yu Dawei went out to his car and took out a special IC card for phone booths.

Yu Dawei then found a yellow telephone booth on a busy street.

He went inside, thought for a moment, and finally dialed the number he remembered: "Hello, big boss, it's me..."

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Changhai Machinery Equipment Leasing Compound.

Young Agui clutched his chest, sitting quietly on the wooden bed, enjoying the warmth of the sunlight streaming through the window onto his body. However, his eyes remained numb and lifeless, staring blankly at the dark red brick floor without moving.

His chest hurt terribly, and for a moment he felt like he couldn't breathe, thinking that it was finally over.

But when I opened my eyes, everything around me seemed unchanged.

Every day I have to face everyone's ridicule, the boss's scolding, and endless cars to fix...

He was like a little bird drowning in the sea, and everything around him made him go from fear to despair to numbness.

Ah Gui rubbed his thin chest hard, then jumped off the wooden bed. He couldn't rest for too long, or the boss would beat him again; after all, this wasn't the first time.

"A-Gui!" Just then, Chang Hai appeared at the door.

The boy subconsciously looked up, his numb eyes glancing at the other person before lowering his head again, as if to tell the other person that he was ready to be hit or scolded.

"Are you deaf!" Chang Hai glared fiercely at the boy, and finally threw an old down jacket at him. It was an adult woman's style, orange-red.

The worn-out down jacket fell onto the boy, then slipped off his body and onto the ground.

"Are you stupid! Pick it up and put it on!" Boss Changhai roared again, showing absolutely no patience.

The boy finally understood what the other person was thinking. He endured the discomfort in his chest, bent down and picked up the orange-red down jacket and put it on. The down jacket was very big, and even though he was thirteen or fourteen years old, the hem of the jacket did not reach his knees.

After the boy finished dressing, he looked at Boss Chang with a slightly blank expression, as if he didn't quite understand why he was doing this.

"A-Gui, you better remember this." Chang Hai bent down and pressed down hard on the boy's disheveled head. "You could spend your whole life fixing cars and still not be able to pay back the wicked things your father did back then."

He suddenly leaned close to the boy's ear and spoke in the most sinister tone: "Work obediently for me! Work like crazy! Don't even think about running away, because you will never, ever escape my grasp!"

After Chang Hai finished speaking, he seemed to have no sense of propriety, staring at the boy's face for a long time before finally slapping him across the face and turning to leave.

Young A-Gui stretched out his left hand, subconsciously covering his left cheek, staring blankly at the floor, seemingly lost in thought.

But he was not afraid, because he had heard his boss say this many, many times. He knew he couldn't escape, and no one would be willing to take in a mute like him.

No need to think, just work hard, work as hard as you can, and sooner or later he will leave in another way.

(End of this chapter)