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

Chapter 259 Repairing a Mercedes-Benz S-Class W126, Diagnosing the Problem

“I understand.” Yu Dawei stood up from the black leather sofa. “It’s also my fault. I’ve unintentionally caused some trouble for your store.”

"Oh no, no, no! This trouble is a good thing. If it weren't for this trouble, there are some things I might still be kept in the dark about." Li Fubao walked to the two of them and glanced at Han Jingfan. He was instantly amazed by her beauty. "This must be your sister-in-law. Brother, you are so lucky. Your sister-in-law is even more beautiful than those celebrities."

Han Jingfan smiled at the other person, but did not get up, nor did she loosen the grip on the object in her arms.

Li Fubao was a little confused, but it didn't hurt her. She took out a jewelry box from her bosom and handed it to Yu Dawei: "As a token of my apology, I've chosen a necklace for you two."

As he spoke, Li Fubao opened the jewelry box with both hands, revealing a delicate golden chain with a double-circle gold ring in the middle: "This necklace is my own design. It doesn't weigh that much, but it's exquisite. It might look a little old-fashioned on young people, but it's perfectly fine for older people."

Knowing that Yu Dawei and his wife had definitely finished buying all the hardware, Li Fubao thought of bringing back some gold jewelry for the elderly in his family, which would also give him a reason to give it away.

"This won't do! Brother, you're too kind." Yu Dawei didn't dare accept it and tried to push the jewelry box back.

“Brother, I didn’t mean anything by it. I own a jewelry store, so I don’t need this much. Besides, this isn’t even a particularly successful design. Consider it helping me clear out some inventory.” Li Fubao forcefully shoved the jewelry box into Yu Dawei’s hands, making it clear that he couldn’t refuse.

Yu Dawei wanted to refuse again, but Han Jingfan suddenly stood up from the sofa and took the gold necklace and jewelry box in her hands.

"Thank you." After receiving the jewelry, Han Jingfan didn't forget to thank Li Fubao.

Actually, she was already somewhat tempted when the shop owner mentioned giving it to an elderly person, and the way he presented the gift didn't seem like he was just being polite.

"Haha, my sister-in-law is so generous." Li Fubao smiled, now that he could confidently make his requests: "You haven't eaten yet, have you? Come on, I'll take you to one of the better restaurants in the oil city."

"Brother, look at you, giving me gifts and treating me to meals." Yu Dawei was genuinely a little embarrassed.

Ignoring Yu Dawei's embarrassment, Li Fubao reached out and grabbed Yu Dawei, saying, "Sigh, I'm usually so busy that I can't even see Lao Liang when he comes over. Now that I have some free time, I must do my best to be a good host."

"Thank you, Brother Li." Han Jingfan followed behind Yu Dawei, knowing that the other party must have something to ask of them, so he gave him a way out and saw what the other party really meant.

"Look how impolite your sister-in-law is, and look at you, a grown man acting like a fussy old woman." Although Li Fubao was scolding her, his tone was full of teasing.

"Well, alright." Yu Dawei could tell that this Boss Li definitely had something really important to ask of him, so he decided to listen first.

"That's right." Li Fubao finally felt relieved and led Mr. and Mrs. Yu towards the elevator.

"Hey, Dawei, don't tell Lao Liang about what happened today when you get back. If that bastard finds out I made a fool of myself today, he'll talk about it for the rest of his life."

"Um... is that all?"

"Yes, this is no small matter! Brother, please take this seriously, thanks."

"Don't worry, Brother Li, there's no problem!"

"That's good, that's good!"

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For lunch, Li Fubao took the two to a famous hot pot restaurant in Sa District. It was a Sichuan-Chongqing hot pot restaurant that had been open in the oil city for several years, and the owner was a local from Sichuan and Chongqing.

However, since Yu Dawei had already tried Huang Ma's hot pot, this Sichuan-Chongqing hot pot tasted somewhat out of place. Perhaps it was because of the target audience in Northeast China, as the spiciness was not as intense as Huang Ma's broth.

But I have to say, the taste is really good for Northeast China. When we first arrived, there was a queue of people waiting for seats. If Li Fubao hadn't been a VIP at the restaurant and specially reserved a private room for us, the three of us don't know how long we would have had to wait.

During the meal, Li Fubao started talking about the bad luck he had had that morning, and then he mentioned his Mercedes-Benz S-Class sedan.

When Yu Dawei heard that Brother Li was driving a Mercedes-Benz S-Class, he was immediately taken aback. He thought to himself that this fat guy Li dressed casually and didn't seem like someone who liked to pretend to be rich. Besides, even if he owned several gold shops, it didn't meet the standard of driving a Mercedes-Benz S-Class.

Nowadays, a Mercedes-Benz S-Class sedan would cost at least 1.2 million yuan in the market. At this point, anyone in China who could afford a Mercedes-Benz S-Class was either extremely wealthy or of high status.

As if sensing Yu Dawei's shock and confusion, Li Fubao then offered an explanation.

It turns out that his father-in-law gave him the car, and he had been driving it for many years before he took over it.

In Li Fubao's own words, "Maybe in front of the other party, I finally lived up to my dog's reputation." The gold market has been good in the past two years, and his gold shop has also benefited from it, becoming better and better.

Li Fubao's father-in-law was indeed remarkable; he was the head of the Taishang Group, one of the top business tycoons in China.

This tycoon has three daughters. His youngest daughter is Li Fubao's wife. The two are not equal in terms of education, ability, or anything else, but they still got together.

His wife is also a breath of fresh air in this era, with a strong sense of national identity and ideals. After graduating from Kyoto Medical University, she was willing to come to the oil city, which was a desolate place back then.

If we were to talk about the love-hate relationship between Li Fubao and his wife, we could probably chat until the wee hours of the morning. He was wise enough not to reveal his past love story to the young couple.

Yu Dawei was completely dumbfounded. He recalled a sentence he had seen in his previous life: "As long as you know people from six different levels of society, there is no relationship you can't build."

Before he could even think of making any connections, he ended up meeting a powerful man's son-in-law just because of a casual introduction from Lao Liang.

Li Fubao didn't want Yu Dawei to feel awkward talking to her because of his other identity, so he took the initiative to steer the conversation towards Yu Dawei.

A few days ago, when Lao Liang introduced Yu Dawei, he said that Yu Dawei was a master in the repair industry.

Seeing how young the other person is now, I really can't believe it.

But as Yu Dawei recounted his previous experiences repairing cars, the light in Li Fubao's eyes grew brighter and brighter!
Old Liang probably anticipated this reaction from the two men upon meeting, so he had mentioned it to Yu Dawei beforehand: "Old Li is quite good. If you have the chance, you should definitely meet him."

That's why, when Yu Dawei didn't see anyone at the Fu Bao Gold Shop on his first visit, he thought he would buy some things first, take care of his daily necessities, and then come back to find the gold shop owner.

When Li Fubao was young, he loved mechanical repair, but as the years went by, he lost his passion for machinery.

But Yu Dawei's repair experience today stirred his dormant heart once again.

Yu Dawei was generous, and in addition to telling stories, he also explained some basic theories of mechanical disassembly to Brother Li.

In fact, anyone can disassemble machinery completely if they have the right equipment and tools.

As for assembly... that's another story.

Yu Dawei shared some theoretical knowledge about mechanical disassembly as a way to pique Mr. Li's interest. If Mr. Li were to become genuinely interested in mechanical repair in the future, the two might have more in-depth interactions.

The other party is based in the oil city, and I guess I'll be developing my career there in the future, so I guess I've made a ridiculous move.

When they were almost finished with lunch, Li Fubao decided to ask Yu Dawei to help him take a look at the Mercedes-Benz.

Yu Dawei naturally agreed, and the little red car also carried a set of tools, which were originally left over from a previous wilderness rescue, but unexpectedly they came in handy now.

The three arrived at the intersection where the Mercedes was parked, next to a vegetable market near the Tiexi residential area. Coincidentally, this place was the route that the eldest son, Yu Muyu, took every morning to high school in his previous life.

Yu Dawei parked the little red car in front of the Mercedes, took out his small toolbox, and instead of starting the car immediately, he walked around the Mercedes and then peered under it.

"Brother Dawei, what are you doing?" Li Fubao asked curiously, squatting down next to Yu Dawei. Han Jingfan was sitting in the passenger seat of the little red car, quietly waiting for Yu Dawei to fix the car.

"Let me check if the car is leaking oil first. Otherwise, it might be something else. It would be terrible if the car malfunctioned while I was starting it." Yu Dawei got up from the ground, then opened the car door, turned on the hood release, and opened the hood.

"Check the engine, starter, and other wiring for a bit more, including the battery," Yu Dawei explained before Li Fubao could even ask. "If there's nothing obviously broken after the check, try starting the engine to see what's wrong with the car."

Yu Dawei opened the driver's side door of the Mercedes again and tried to start the engine, but unfortunately, the engine under the hood did not respond at all, and the malfunction indicator light was already on.

Furthermore, before turning the ignition switch, he noticed that the indicator lights on the dashboard were not illuminated properly, which could also be due to the interior not being cleaned for a long time.

However, Yu Dawei already had a direction for diagnosis. He rolled down the car window and looked at Li Fubao: "Brother Li, I'll turn on the headlights in a bit, can you check if they're still working?"

He suspected that the car battery was faulty. Car batteries are also called lead-acid batteries, and the batteries contain electrolyte, which is a sulfuric acid solution.

This type of battery is better than other types of batteries in terms of safety, self-discharge, and lifespan, and the probability of it failing is generally very small.

(End of this chapter)