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

Chapter 421 Parts Planning and Current Profits

The next morning, Yu Dawei and the others packed their things and drove away from Shenzhen in two Jiefang trucks.

Brother Diao from the convenience store watched the group drive away, and couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

He sat back in the rocking chair, recalling the events that had happened next door in recent days, and suddenly felt that living a simple and ordinary life like he did might not be so bad.

Just as he was thinking and sitting there, it was almost nine o'clock in the morning when a white sedan stopped in front of Xiao Jiang's barbershop. The door opened and a man in a suit got out of the driver's seat.

The man was wearing black-rimmed glasses and carrying a brown briefcase in his right hand. When he walked to the barbershop, he found that the barbershop was closed and the door was locked. He frowned slightly.

"Brother, may I ask where the owner of this shop is? Has this shop closed down?" The man turned his head to look at Brother Diao, who was lying in the rocking chair.

It's no wonder he asked that question, because there was a white sheet of paper pasted above the storefront that clearly stated: "The shop owner has something to do and is going back to his hometown. For haircuts, please go to [location]..."

This practice of posting notices in shops is very common in Shenzhen, as people from other places flock to the city in droves.

Some people rent houses as soon as they arrive in Shenzhen, either to open hotels or to do other miscellaneous businesses. However, due to the chaotic market and the fact that some products are not well-suited to local conditions, many stores are forced to close down.

"Oh, the shop owner just left today. It says on the sign that he went back to his hometown. He'll probably be back in a few days." Brother Diao waved his palm-leaf fan, it was the first time he'd seen a man dressed so formally in such hot weather.

"In that case, could you please pass this folder of documents on to him?" The man said, opening his briefcase and taking out a brown paper folder, which he then handed over.

"Who are you?" Brother Diao was a casual person. Since it was Old Jiang's stuff, it was fine for him to keep it. After all, he had done this before.

However, he needs to find out the identity of the person in front of him, otherwise he won't be able to explain himself when Old Jiang returns in a couple of days.

“I am Su Xiaoxiao’s private lawyer. My surname is Fang. Ms. Su once told me that if anything happened to her, I should give this to Mr. Jiang. As for the contents, he only needs to open it and he will find the instructions inside.” The man put his briefcase back in place and nodded to Brother Diao. “Then I won’t bother you any longer. Goodbye.”

After saying that, the man turned around, got back into his car, and drove away.

Only Brother Diao remained, holding the file folder in his left hand, staring blankly at the departing figure.

In the end, Brother Diao was kind enough not to throw the items away. Instead, he crawled inside the counter and put them in the lower cabinet.

The scene shifts, and Yu Dawei and his three companions are now on the highway, heading towards their hometown in the northeast. However, because the cargo in the truck bed is quite loose, Yu Dawei didn't dare to drive too fast while leading the way, fearing that the cargo might fall out if it wasn't properly secured.

In his past life, Yu Dawei had seen truck drivers "throw things" off their trucks more than once. Once, a large truck threw a huge box of toilet paper off Yu Dawei's truck as it turned a corner.

Upon opening it, it turned out to be a brand that Yu Dawei didn't recognize, something like Vita, which was definitely not as well-known as Xinxiangyin.

Seeing that he couldn't catch up, and since it was just a big box of paper and he didn't think the other party could lose much money, Yu Dawei threw it into the trunk and took it home for himself.

And I must say, this toilet paper is exceptionally soft to wipe your bottom, many times better than regular paper. Half of it is even a high-grade blue tissue box, and its thickness... well, Yu Dawei felt it was better than Xinxiangyin.

I don't know if it's imported paper, but Yu Dawei really enjoyed using it. However, after a while, he couldn't find this kind of paper in the supermarket anymore.

Several years later, he went to a supermarket and saw this kind of paper in a supermarket in Hohhot. After seeing the price, Yu Dawei decisively turned around and left.

Another time, a wooden crate fell off behind a truck and smashed his hood, denting it. Yu Dawei was furious and wanted to chase after it to argue, but after seeing that it contained many pairs of Martin boots, he decided to let it go.

He kept the shoes; he had no shoes to wear in the winter anyway, so he considered it compensation from the other party.

Yu Dawei was also surprised. He thought they were just ordinary leather shoes, and his eldest son, youngest son, relatives and friends had all given them to him. But one day, his eldest son suddenly called him and told him that these were Martin boots from a niche brand and were not cheap.

The eldest son didn't mention the exact price, but after learning that the shoes weren't cheap, Yu Dawei treated them like treasures.

He also felt a little regretful, wishing he hadn't been so impulsive as to give away so many pairs of shoes.

Since these two experiences, Yu Dawei has become even more wary of large trucks. He was lucky to escape both times; once he lost a piece of paper, and the other time he lost a shoe.

What if a steel bar falls next? What if a piece of glass falls? What if an angle iron falls?

Anyway, ever since then, Yu Dawei has always tried to stay at least 80 feet away from large trucks whenever he gets on the highway.

Now that he's driving a large semi-trailer truck, Yu Dawei has a different feeling. On one hand, he's more careful not to let his cargo fall off, since the cargo bed of this old truck is really too shallow. On the other hand, he subconsciously keeps a distance from cars next to him. If a car wants to overtake him, he'll let it pass first, even if he doesn't speed up or slows down slightly.

There's no way around it; compared to a small car, a large truck is like a block of metal without brakes. Once it exceeds 80 miles per hour, it's basically impossible to stop.

In any traffic accident involving a car, the outcome is almost always death or serious injury.

While the four of them were resting in the rest area, Yu Dawei shared all his experiences of driving large trucks with Erdan and the others, including what he had heard and what he had personally experienced, hoping to give them some food for thought.

All of them could drive, but none of them often drove large trucks. Claw was the most experienced of the three. When he heard Yu Dawei's theories, he nodded in agreement and even gave examples of his own experience driving large trucks.

Erdan and Biaozi only just realized that driving a big truck seems easy—just step on the gas and hold the steering wheel—but in reality, it's not that simple.

The group then continued their journey, but because the travel was slow, it took them about four days to return to Northeast China.

After the group drove the car to Fanfan's repair shop, they first asked the shop's staff to put all the goods into the empty warehouse next to the repair shop.

This warehouse used to contain some small spare parts and commonly used engine oil, but later, due to local distributors arbitrarily raising prices and maliciously targeting him, Yu Dawei stopped thinking about purchasing more.

Before leaving, I made it very clear to Lao Ji that when repairing cars or construction vehicles, use all available parts. If any parts are not available later, let the customer find their own solution first, and we'll discuss everything when I get back.

Currently, the parts for both vehicles are stored in this warehouse. If they were all used at Fanfan Repair Shop, they wouldn't be sold out in the short term.

Seeing so many parts, engine oil, and other items, Lao Ji finally felt relieved.

Recently, many customers have been complaining that Fanfan Repair Shop makes it very inconvenient for them to buy engine oil and other supplies themselves when maintaining their cars, and they have even lost some customers because of this.

However, with so many spare parts supporting Fanfan's repair shop, Lao Ji has regained his confidence.

After everyone had stacked the parts and put them in the warehouse, Yu Dawei drove Jiang Shang and the other two back to Laotun.

After Erdan dropped off the three people in Jiangxiagou, Team Five, Yu Dawei drove his little red car straight home.

He went to Shenzhen at the end of May or the beginning of June. It's been almost half a month since then, and the car maintenance commission should arrive in a few more days.

After returning home, Yu Dawei rested for a few days to recover from the fatigue of his long journey.

He then immediately took Dafeng to Fanfan Repair Shop, intending to entrust Dafeng with handling the parts department of Fanfan Repair Shop.

Although the parts department is part of Fanfan Repair Shop, Yu Dawei still plans to nominally separate it out.

Like Boss Liang, the entire individual business owners will also have their signs changed. As for the name, Yu Dawei hasn't decided yet; everyone will brainstorm together later.

The most important thing right now is to bring Dafeng into the industry, tell her what accessories are priced, what accessories are commonly sold, and what accessories are generally just for decoration.

Before returning to Northeast China from Shenzhen, Yu Dawei specifically asked Boss Ye to prepare a list for him when purchasing goods, which included the corresponding wholesale prices of the products.

After handing the goods list to Dafeng, Yu Dawei set a price range for her that she could freely adjust, which could be higher but not lower.

If we're going to do this, we should aim to make a profit.

After giving his explanation, Yu Dawei returned to the small house at the far east end, which was also the first one, and began to review the accounts for the month.

I went to Shenzhen and spent over 40,000 yuan on car parts. This month's income from car maintenance is 35,000 yuan, which includes the cost of consumables. After deducting staff salaries, I have 28,000 yuan left.
The factory's total revenue this month is 36,000. After deducting 8,000 for staff wages and expenses, Yu Dawei will receive approximately 28,000. Thus, Yu Dawei's total assets are currently 96,000.

In other words, Yu Dawei's income from car maintenance and factory operations combined is about 50,000 yuan per month.

Since nothing unexpected happened during his absence, there were no major expenses, but it's hard to say what will happen next month.

After checking the accounts, Yu Dawei called everyone into the main room for a meeting to get a general understanding of the recent situation.

Finally, the name of the parts department was decided, and it was finally named "Youwei Parts". Although the name is a bit tacky, it is easy to remember and not difficult to pronounce.

(End of this chapter)