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

Chapter 339 A Gift for Yu Dawei
Yu Dawei had approached Xiao Bai, mainly to ask when it would be convenient to host a dinner, but he heard that the internal problems of the Eighth Bureau were quite serious, and that the matter had now reached the regional head of Heilongjiang Province.

Upon hearing this, Yu Dawei thought again that Luo Changqing must be fuming with anger and ready to explode at any moment. After much deliberation, he decided not to invite them to dinner yet, but to wait until the storm had completely passed before treating them to a meal before leaving.

It is worth mentioning that, after a brief pause, the various projects under the Eighth Bureau have now resumed in an orderly manner.

Although the contractors for many projects have changed, it doesn't matter much to a small business owner like Dawei who owns cars. His cars belong to the Eighth Bureau, and he won't be shortchanged on any of the money he's owed.

Yu Dawei has arranged for Sun Shunli to stay in his dormitory. This was also Luo Changqing's idea, firstly to thank Sun Shunli for his cooperation and corrections, and secondly because someone is Sun Shunli's boss.

As for the start time of the fourth section of Harbin Petroleum, it has not yet been determined. After all, the fourth section is mainly controlled by Wang San, and even the contractors of the fourth, fifth and sixth sections have been involved. This matter will probably not be settled anytime soon.

Taking this opportunity, Yu Dawei went to the bookstore and bought two thick books for Sun Shunli: one was "Chinese and Foreign Road Roller Operation Guide" and the other was "Road Roller Maintenance and Repair Principles".

It wasn't cheap; they were both genuine books from Xinhua Bookstore. The two books cost him over a hundred yuan, but they were also really thick.

The three books Sun Shunli had read before were no match for just one of these two. In short, once Yu Dawei had thoroughly mastered these two books, he felt that he might not even be able to match Sun Shunli in terms of operating a road roller.

Now he can confidently hand over the road roller to Sun Shunli. As long as it doesn't break down, Yu Dawei won't have to rush back from Luhe Town to handle the work.

After all, the current strategic base is still in Luhe Town, and as the "strategic commander," he has to go back and oversee things for a while.

Anyway, there was nothing much to do for the next few days. This morning, Yu Dawei told his second uncle that he planned to go to the fourth construction section to give Sun Shunli some instructions, and then go to see Xiaobai. He planned to go back to Luhe Town and Laotun the next day.

"Knock knock knock." Just as Yu Dawei was packing his luggage, there was a knock on the door.

"Dawei, are you there?" My second uncle's voice came through the iron gate into the house.

"Second Uncle? Why are you looking for me so late at night instead of sleeping?" Yu Dawei looked up at the pitch-black night, completely baffled by his second uncle's meaning.

He had just finished dinner around 6 p.m. and was tidying up when his second uncle bothered him again. He had planned to go to sleep soon.

"Well," Uncle said, his expression slightly reserved, "Mingzhu knows you're going back to your hometown tomorrow, and she wants me to take you to her place tonight."

The thought of a noisy nightclub made Yu Dawei instinctively refuse: "Forget it, if I have too much fun tonight, how will I drive tomorrow?"

"Look at you, a man should be fearless. Why do you cower and shrink back when it comes to this?" Uncle Yu said, pulling Yu Dawei away with some displeasure.

A few days ago, Mingzhu invited Yu Dawei to a meeting, but the kid refused. If he refuses again today, how will he get along with him in the future?

"Second Uncle, let's talk this out, don't pull me."

"If I don't drag you, are you going? They're kindly inviting you, and you don't have to pay anything. That place is really expensive; you don't know how lucky you are."

Yu Dawei watched his second uncle's retreating figure speechlessly, sighed, and finally compromised, saying, "Then let's have some drinks, but don't provoke the wrong people like last time."

"Am I that inconsiderate? Let's go, let's go."

"Hey? Second Uncle, you wouldn't be..."

"What is it? It's nothing! Let's go!"

Ultimately, Yu Dawei was forced to follow his second uncle in a businesslike manner, sitting in the passenger seat of the SUV and leaving, heading straight for Mingzhu Never Sleeps City.

This time, the noise was not quite what Yu Dawei had imagined. As soon as they entered, the manager led them to the elevator and headed straight for the private room on the top floor.

The house number is 888, a golden number that shines brightly under the overhead lights.

From Yu Dawei's perspective as someone with experience, this address is indeed a bit too old-fashioned.

When the two opened the door and went inside, they realized that the interior decoration style of the private room was completely different from that of the outside.

Compared to the elegance of the outside, the interior decoration of the house is more luxurious. Upon entering, Yu Dawei immediately saw a marble round table not far away, surrounded by more than twenty black leather chairs.

To the left is a dedicated singing area, with microphones stuck upright in the ground and two rows of marble coffee tables with equally intricate patterns, next to which is a long sofa full of European style.

You can sing and eat at the same time. Yu Dawei never imagined that such private rooms existed in the 1990s.

Moreover, the luxurious decor also achieved true soundproofing. Standing at the door and closing it behind him, not a single sound could be heard coming in from outside. Yu Dawei couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Indeed, the lives of the rich are truly sophisticated, and they're far ahead of ordinary people."

Out of the corner of his eye, he also noticed that there were still dishes and wine prepared on a table in the distance, with various dragon and phoenix carvings, which made people click their tongues in amazement.

This isn't just a simple invitation to me, is it? I doubt it.

"Dawei's here." When Dong Mingzhu saw the two of them come in, she casually tossed her wavy hair, put down the microphone she had been singing, and stood up to greet them. "Your second uncle said you're going back to Laotun tomorrow, so I thought since we've met, I'd see you off."

Yu Dawei was taken aback. Was it really just a farewell party? He felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

"This, you're too kind. My home is in Luhe Town, which is very close by, so it's very convenient to come and go." Yu Dawei was a little overwhelmed by the woman in front of him. Firstly, she had a strong presence, and secondly, she was, after all, his future aunt, so he was somewhat afraid of her.

"You little rascal, Mr. Dong is treating you to dinner, so just relax and enjoy your meal. Don't you know who brought you here?" Second Uncle said casually, taking out a box of Changbaishan cigarettes from his pocket, popping one into his mouth.

He didn't care how high-end the place was; he just lit a lighter and started smoking.

Everyone who knows my second uncle knows that he likes to smoke.

Yu Dawei looked at his calm and composed second uncle beside him, a hint of surprise flashing through his mind, but the vague idea that had been lingering in his mind was becoming more and more real.

"Your second uncle is right. Since you are your second uncle's eldest nephew, you are my eldest nephew from now on. You don't need to be so polite with me in the future." Dong Mingzhu smiled faintly, led the two to their seats, and then got up and walked towards a nearby private room.

Judging from the other party's tone, Yu Dawei had no choice but to believe it. He was still extremely shocked, and when he looked at his second uncle next to him, countless thoughts raced through his mind.

It can't be summed up with just the word "cow"!

"Second Uncle, you actually did something under my nose, and the worst part is I didn't even notice." Yu Dawei glanced at the private room next door, then quietly scolded his second uncle, finally shaking his head speechlessly.

As expected, everything went just as Uncle Hou Wanshan had predicted; Uncle Er chose a path that supported his ambition.

"You're the only one who knows about my relationship with Mingzhu right now. I'm telling you this, but don't go talking about it when you get back," the second uncle said quietly, glancing at the private room next door and holding a cigarette between his fingers.

The table was large, with two or three seats between the two people.

Yu Dawei subconsciously smacked his lips, and finally couldn't help but get up, skipping the middle seat, and sat down next to his second uncle, whispering, "So you're trying to shut me up with this meal. Do you really think I don't know if I don't tell anyone? My third uncle guessed you'd be in this situation months ago."

Yu Dawei turned around and glanced at the closed door of the private room behind him, then whispered, "Now I'm really curious, how did you manage to win over that rich and beautiful single lady?"

When Yu Dawei first learned that Dong Mingzhu was his future aunt-in-law, he was initially skeptical.

Because no matter how you look at it, my second uncle is not handsome, has a lot of debt, has a wife and two children, so there's no way he could be chosen by my future aunt.

Unless the two people have known each other for a long time, long enough that the second uncle has finished building and selling the new school district, paid off all his debts and still has money, and even established himself in the oil city, then people will not take notice of him.

But now it seems that Yu Dawei speculates that it was the same in his previous life. When his second uncle was at his lowest point and didn't know which way to go, he caught up with his future second aunt.

Tsk tsk tsk, Yu Dawei thought about it more and more and felt that his second uncle was incredibly awesome.

"Rich and good-looking? Hehe, I like your assessment." Just as the two were chatting quietly, Dong Mingzhu came out of the private room behind them at some point.

She had also changed her clothes. Previously, she wore a burgundy cheongsam, but now she was wearing a very loose black long dress with silver bracelet decorations on the cuffs and a cardigan-style design on both arms.

After revealing a patch of slender, fair skin, the sleeve covered one end of her arm, followed by another patch of fair skin.

The style of the black dress was absolutely fashionable in the 1990s, comparable to that of a big city, and in no way inferior to mainstream women's clothing abroad.

When Dong Mingzhu walked up to the two men, she was holding a box in her hand. She handed the box to Yu Dawei and said, "This is for you. See if you like it."

Yu Dawei took it with both hands, and upon closer inspection, he was astonished to find that it was actually a cell phone!
And it's the latest model phone, the Nokia 2210!

He didn't know much about mobile phones, only about Nokia series phones, because his first mobile phone was a Nokia flip phone.

I bought it around 2004.

(End of this chapter)