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

Chapter 309 Manager Chang's Scheme and the Conditions He Offered
Old Chang shook his head helplessly. He couldn't avoid this kind of thing, so he could only tell the whole story: "Her family used to run a noodle shop in the Sa District. I often went there because the food was delicious. They also sold barbecue in the summer. Once, a few locals got drunk and caused trouble."

"A few colleagues and I couldn't stand it, so we persuaded the other group to leave. Anyway, whenever we came back afterwards, that girl kept glancing at me, intentionally or unintentionally." Old Chang suddenly raised his right hand with a confident expression. "But I can guarantee that neither of us said a single word to each other from beginning to end!"

"I understand, I understand." Yu Dawei nodded. It was ambiguous, as his eldest son had written about it in his diary.

"and after?"

"Later I was assigned to work on a project in Luhe Town. I never expected that she would own this noodle shop today." Chang Bin blew on the steam from his teacup and took a small sip of tea. "In my memory, she seemed quite thin, but when I saw her again today, I found that she had gained a lot of weight."

"I bet she got married. People usually gain a lot of weight after getting married," Chang Bin analyzed to himself.

No sooner had she finished speaking than the proprietress pushed open the door beside her, carrying several small dishes. Noodle shops usually give away some small pickled vegetables, such as cucumber slices or salted radishes.

Chang Bin and Yu Dawei felt a little awkward, unsure how much of their conversation had been overheard by the landlady who had come in through the door.

"This restaurant is offering complimentary side dishes." The woman then took out a menu and placed it in front of Yu Dawei, completely ignoring Chang Bin who was standing next to her.

"Ahem." Yu Dawei picked up the menu and coughed lightly to ease the awkwardness. "Give me a plate of stir-fried pork slices, a plate of braised pork ribs, a plate of stir-fried tofu with green peppers, and a cold dish. I won't look at the cold dish, just bring me any one."

At this time of year, restaurants in Northeast China don't have many cold dishes. Most of them are just shredded cabbage mixed with glass noodles. Some upscale restaurants might get long strips of cucumber from somewhere and make a cold dish called "smashed cucumber".

"Make us two more bowls of noodles with braised meat sauce."

"What kind of braised dishes? Our family's specialties are spicy green peppers with eggs and meat sauce braised dishes."

Yu Dawei thought for a moment and said, "Two bowls of green peppers and eggs, please."

He knew that Lao Chang could handle spicy food, so there was no need to ask for his opinion.

The proprietress responded and turned to leave the private room, not glancing at the person next to her for a second, just like your girlfriend whom you can never coax.

"Awkward." Chang Bin took a sip of tea and unconsciously smacked his lips.

Yu Dawei smiled. Lao Chang was a bachelor, but not the kind who had been single for 31 years; he was divorced.

There is a six-year-old child back in my hometown who lives with his grandparents.

Regarding his previous relationship, in Lao Chang's words, "I couldn't give her what she wanted."

He and his ex-wife were arguably the last couple in their college class to walk down the aisle perfectly. However, women generally find it difficult to adapt to the contrast between the romance before marriage and the mundane details after marriage.

There was no dramatic or messy plot, no cuckoldry storyline; it was simply that their values ​​were no longer aligned, and then they broke up.

Last year, when Yu Dawei was drinking with Lao Chang in the county, he mentioned that his ex-wife had called him to say she was getting married.

Because she found someone extremely wealthy, she probably wanted to show off in front of Lao Chang.

"Old Chang, if you ask me, this woman is quite good. You should have taken the initiative back then," Yu Dawei advised the other party.

“What’s the point of taking the initiative? He’s already married. Besides, I’m divorced, so I don’t really think about that kind of thing.” Chang Bin didn’t want to continue the topic, and looked at Yu Dawei with a somewhat ingratiating tone, “Dawei, look, I’ve treated you to a meal and satisfied your curiosity, so how about we talk about Xu Huang?”

"Alright." Yu Dawei reached for the teacup on the seat next to him. "If you need any help with anything, just tell me."

"That's right. Before, President Huang intended to win him over, after all, he is a promising talent." Chang Bin commented very seriously and objectively, "Xu Huang is indeed very talented in architecture, whether it is his ability to draw plans, spatial imagination, or logical thinking. Even Lao Luo and Luo Changqing may not be able to compare with him."

"So amazing?!" Yu Dawei recalled his meeting with Xu Huang: gold-rimmed glasses, average appearance, average height, he had no trace of the aura of a genius.

It's unbelievable!
"What do you think? Luo Changqing and Xu Huang are different types. Luo Changqing is the hard-working type. He does everything in an orderly manner, is strict with himself, and pushes out all his potential to achieve his goals."

Chang Bin held the cup between his thumb and middle finger: "Xu Huang is a combination of talent and hard work. As long as he doesn't make a mistake, he's destined to be one of the top figures in his industry. What a pity..."

As Yu Dawei sipped his tea, he sighed with admiration. He'd never expected that four-eyed guy to be so taciturn; quite remarkable indeed. "So, the big boss ultimately didn't get close to him?" Yu Dawei asked again.

“If the other party could change their mind so easily, they wouldn’t have been sent here. Xu Huang used to hold a higher position than me, and he was quite brainwashed by those old conservatives.” Chang Bin put down his teacup and sighed. “When General Manager Huang saw that the other party was not going to listen to reason and was even writing resignation letters every day, he sent him here in a fit of anger.”

"As for leaving the company, when the accounts were checked, there were all sorts of messy compensation claims on him. Whether he could leave depended on Mr. Huang's mood."

Yu Dawei, listening from the side, was terrified. It seemed that the big boss was determined to use every means to keep that four-eyed guy in the Eighth Bureau, and that if he couldn't have him, he would destroy him.

"So..." Yu Dawei roughly guessed the big boss's intention.

“Yes, you’re right. The big boss, following the principle of making the most of waste, couldn’t handle things on his end, so he sent Xu Huang to the Northeast.” Chang Bin smiled wryly. “He probably wants me to use love to influence him.”

"Then why don't you try to reform him? Why did you put me under his command?" Yu Dawei couldn't sit still any longer. Chang Bin was clearly trying to get him to share the pain.

Chang Bin helplessly raised his head, revealing a dejected face to Yu Dawei: "Do you think I wanted this? There's no other way, brother."

"You saw it today too. Xu Huang has been respectful ever since he came to my place. He never fights back or talks back when I hit him. He hasn't shown any emotional fluctuations at all, just like a turtle shell." As Old Chang spoke, his eyes lit up when he looked at Yu Dawei. "But did you see it today? After you went there, he broke down a bit."

“People can only communicate effectively with me or spark some different kinds of inspiration when they are emotional.” Chang Bin looked at Yu Dawei with a smile. “So, Brother Dawei, I’m sorry to trouble you this time. But don’t worry, no matter what happens to you, I will definitely protect you.”

Yu Dawei finally understood. It's like fishing; you have to put bait on your hook. If you're fishing for mandarin fish, and you don't set up a feeding area or put bait on your hook, the fish will swim past your hook and completely ignore you.

Only by arousing the other person's emotions can you possibly hook them.

However, this matter was thankless and exhausting for Yu Dawei, and he could have easily distanced himself from it.

Chang Bin, having some understanding of Yu Dawei's personality, directly explained, "Dawei, think about it: you've accomplished something that even the top leaders couldn't. Won't the group recognize your abilities even more in the future?"

"Furthermore, if you can really resolve the value conflict between Xu Huang and the big boss, won't that benefit you in the future? Don't forget, Xu Huang has the potential to completely take over the big boss's position." Manager Chang sat to the side, trying to persuade Yu Dawei, and didn't forget to pour him a full cup of tea.

Investing in potential stocks...

Upon closer reflection, Yu Dawei has invested in quite a few promising stocks over the past year, and his eldest apprentice, Jiang Gui, is definitely one of them.

He himself went to great lengths to get him to study hard, and his teacher's wife even personally taught him.

Then there are Zhang Mujiantun's eldest and second cousins, who sponsored their postgraduate tuition fees themselves, which can be considered a long-term investment.

Because these are things that Yu Dawei can see, he is willing to invest.

But that four-eyed guy is different. First of all, the other party is definitely hostile to him deep down. Trying to resolve the other party's hostility or even change his mind would be too mentally taxing and not cost-effective.

Even if the other party does change their values ​​in the end, it's still uncertain whether they can actually succeed the top leader in the future.

Everything is too far away.

Based on all of the above thoughts, Yu Dawei was fundamentally opposed to it.

Seeing that Yu Dawei was still hesitating, Manager Chang gritted his teeth and added another offer: "The company plans to sell some of its construction machinery equipment in the next few years. I will first get those two Volvo Ackerman excavators out of the oil city. If you want them, the price is negotiable."

Upon hearing this, Yu Dawei's eyes gleamed, and he turned to look at Manager Chang: "The price is negotiable? How negotiable is it?"

"Half price." Manager Chang lowered his voice instinctively. "It's like buying one and getting one free. You can take the free one after the deal is done. How about that? Isn't that enough?"

Yu Dawei was naturally tempted, but he was still worried that this guy would inflate the price per unit by a lot, so he looked at the other party with some suspicion: "Then the price..."

"Don't worry, it's definitely a reasonable price for the machine mentioned above. It's just that the machine is old, so I've factored in the depreciation for you. I can definitely get this price." Manager Chang realized that Yu Dawei had already taken the bait, so he added, "If you're interested in other construction machinery, I can also help you contact construction equipment suppliers in two other provinces and cities."

"Alright! I'll take this job!" Yu Dawei slammed his hand on the table with great enthusiasm. Although he had some reservations about the four-eyed guy, he had to give it a try, at least for the sake of the car!
(End of this chapter)