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

Chapter 611 Chen Haifeng's Ambition
Having learned from his two lifetimes, Yu Dawei was no longer the kind of person who acted without thinking. In addition, he was just too lazy to think about some details before, rather than actually being stupid. By simply recalling his conversation with Boss Chen, he discovered some flaws.

“He’s an outsider who knows this place better than I do… and he’s surnamed Chen…” Yu Dawei almost instinctively concluded that this person was very likely Chen Haifeng, the one who reported him.

“Chen Haifeng…” Yu Dawei narrowed his eyes slightly. In the afterglow of the setting sun, accompanied by a bit of coldness, he instantly became serious.

Yu Dawei was certain that this person had come here on purpose; the idea that it was just a coincidence was a joke.

It's highly likely they wanted to continue trying to find fault with him at the gas station, but unfortunately, he's been diligently managing things there lately, and there's absolutely no way they could find any leverage against him.

There's no way you can guard against thieves for a thousand days if you're a thief for a thousand days.

"It seems we really need to be very careful in choosing this store manager. Someone without some ability could easily be sabotaged." Yu Dawei couldn't help but feel a headache coming on when he thought about this.

It's incredibly difficult to find someone with experience and ability in gas station management.

With no concrete ideas in mind, Yu Dawei focused on the parts for the Land Cruiser once he returned to his office.

He first called several downstream component suppliers he knew before to see if they had any acquaintances in Japan, but the results were somewhat unsatisfactory.

It's not that there aren't any people I don't know, it's just that we're all just nodding acquaintances.

Just when he was at his wit's end, he suddenly remembered his wife.

During the process of submitting articles to magazines, Han Jingfan got to know many writer friends. Among them, there was a female friend with whom Han Jingfan had a very good relationship, and the two often corresponded.

In today's terms, they were pen pals, but not the kind who had never met. Every year, Han Jingfan's pen pal would bring several friends from the south to the northeast to escape the summer heat and also to gather inspiration.

Yu Dawei and Han Jingfan tried to matchmake the pen pal and Xiaobai, but unfortunately the two just didn't click, and nothing came of it.

But Yu Dawei clearly remembered that the girl's husband was doing foreign trade business in Japan after they got married, and it seemed that the whole family had moved there this year.

As soon as Yu Dawei thought of this person, he couldn't help but quickly call his wife. Sure enough, her friend's family was now in Japan.

However, her husband is not in the foreign trade business. He works as a translator for the owner of a foreign trade company. But this foreign trade company is based overseas and cannot return in the short term, so the whole family went to live abroad.

"Honey, do you have her phone number? Could you contact her and ask her husband to do me a small favor? Of course, he won't let her down afterwards." Yu Dawei roughly explained his plan to his wife.

He wanted to use the other party's advantage in the island nation to help him find Land Cruiser parts at a car scrapping facility.

After learning of Yu Dawei's request, Han Jingfan readily agreed. After hanging up the phone, she began trying to contact her friends abroad.

Fortunately, Han Jingfan's phone and SIM card had international roaming enabled when she got them. Although making calls might cost a lot of money, she had important business to attend to, and she wasn't a woman who couldn't think things through.

Han Jingfan quickly received a reply from her friend's husband, and then she told Yu Dawei about the situation on her friend's husband's side.

"Her husband politely declined, saying that he had a lot of work to do every day and simply couldn't find the time to do what you asked him to do," Han Jingfan explained over the phone.

"I see." Yu Dawei stood by the office window, watching the sun set and night approach, feeling somewhat melancholy.

"Well, but my friend introduced me to someone else."

"Who?"

“Her brother isn’t her biological brother, he’s her cousin,” Han Jingfan explained over the phone. “She said her brother works at a recycling center in an island country, dealing with all sorts of scrap every day. Maybe he can help you. She also left her phone number.”

"Great! Thanks to your friend. Tell her to come back to our area again sometime, and I'll treat her to roast lamb leg." Yu Dawei's previously melancholy mood vanished instantly; it was truly a turn of events!

Yu Dawei then wrote down the phone number and name given to him by Han Jingfan's friend.

This person's name is Zhang Yang. He is very young; Han Jingfan said he is only twenty-three years old.

Yu Dawei glanced at the wall clock in his office. It was 6:13. There was about an hour time difference between Japan and here, so he guessed that the other party had finished their work and should be off work by now.

Yu Dawei dialed the number he had saved in his phone book, but all he heard was a continuous "beep beep beep" sound, and he didn't get a reply for a long time.

At this moment, in a cramped little room somewhere in the island nation, Zhang Yang was sitting cross-legged on a moldy tatami mat, eating the leftovers he had brought back from the junkyard at noon.

In the cramped room, which is less than five square meters, there isn't even a small table for eating.

He is twenty-three years old this year. He came to the island nation three years ago with great enthusiasm, as everyone said that you could easily make a lot of money here.

But once I got here, I realized just how difficult it was to live here. Plus, the prices here were incredibly high, and the money my parents had prepared for me was almost gone in no time.

Although his family was well-off, he had resolutely resigned from his secure job in the state-owned enterprise against his parents' wishes, and it would have been beneath him to ask for money again.

So he had no choice but to grit his teeth and persevere, and he also sent some living expenses to his wife and daughter every month. However, the result of doing so was that his life became even more difficult.

Fortunately, the work at the landfill wasn't difficult, and the money he earned, after deducting the portion he sent back home, was enough to make ends meet. In addition, his older cousin secretly gave him some money when she came to Japan this year, so at least he didn't have to live a life of extreme poverty like before.

In fact, given his current situation, he could easily move to a 10-square-meter apartment, or even one with a better environment, but he's already used to it.

Thinking that if I save up some money this year, plus what my older cousin gave me, I should be able to buy a decent outfit and some gifts, and then go back to China to see my parents in a presentable way.

Even now, eating leftover rice doesn't feel too bad.

Just as Zhang Yang was eating cross-legged and hunched over, a cell phone rang from the black leather box on the partition above his head.

He immediately put down his chopsticks and took an old Nokia phone out of the black leather suitcase.

In recent years, his parents have used this phone to contact him whenever they miss him, and he has never missed a call, even when he used to struggle to even eat.

He initially thought it was a call from his parents, but when he saw the phone number displayed on his phone, he discovered it was a strange domestic number he had never seen before.

"Hello? Who are you looking for?" Zhang Yang answered the phone somewhat nervously.

"Hello, my name is Yu Dawei. Your cousin gave me this number. She needs your help with something." Yu Dawei then briefly introduced his repair shop and explained his needs to the other party.

Finally, the hiring fee was explained. Everything was explained; now it was time to see how the other party would respond.

Long-distance calls are expensive, and Yu Dawei didn't want to waste time on insincere conversation.

“Okay! I agree to find the parts! I happen to know a few places that have scrapped car parts.” Zhang Yang agreed almost instantly after Yu Dawei finished speaking, without any hesitation.

His main goal was to earn more money before the Lunar New Year so that he would be more confident when he returned to China for the holiday.

Besides, this matter is really not difficult for him; he can even get it done during breaks at work during the day, so why not?

And just like that, a cross-border phone call solved one of Yu Dawei's current problems.

Yu Dawei had considered finding scrap car parts in island nations beforehand, as this would not only greatly save costs but also ensure that the quality wouldn't be too bad.

Now it depends on whether this Zhang Yang is up to the task. If it involves professional knowledge of parts, Yu Dawei can help him out, but the problem is that the other party might not be able to find the parts he wants.

To Yu Dawei's surprise, Zhang Yang was quite capable, and within two days he gave Yu Dawei a definite answer.

They found it, and according to Yu Dawei's description of the Land Cruiser's production year, they even found the location of the parts. However, Zhang Yang wasn't sure if the parts were intact, which is why he contacted Yu Dawei again.

Yu Dawei quickly handed over the rough method of judgment to the other party and confirmed the price with them.

Then, based on the scrap metal purchase price, all usable parts were packed up and shipped to China together once all the parts were found.

Things were easier than Yu Dawei had expected, especially since the scrapped car parts were found in a junkyard, which saved Yu Dawei a lot of money.

The parts that were originally expected to cost around 200,000 yuan can now be disassembled and taxed for less than 20,000 yuan. Although they are old parts, some of them are even from the 1990s.

As long as it works, that's fine; the car model hasn't changed.

Components like headlights, bumpers, center console, audio system, and glass would definitely cost a lot of money if purchased from overseas parts stores.

Yu Dawei least wanted to spend money on those bastards in the island nation, so this way he could get the biggest benefit with the least amount of money.

Of course, we still need to thank Zhang Yang for his help.

As previously instructed, Yu Dawei transferred 10,000 yuan to the other party and discussed another business deal with them.

It's less of a business deal and more of a partnership.

Yu Dawei wanted the other party to specifically help him find spare parts starting next year, but not car parts, but engineering machinery parts.

Yu Dawei especially collects anything that is damaged and needs to be sent to mechanical dismantling and slicing processing sites, including various landfills. Anything that is scrapped or unwanted is accepted by Yu Dawei.

The price should be based on the price of scrap metal.

If this works out, Yu Dawei will bring back a bunch of junk, but there will always be usable parts in all the junk, which the factory's craftsmen can then reassemble.

Yu Dawei might be able to build an excavator by himself and his team.

Think about it, an excavator costs at least a million to buy, and even a second-hand one costs several hundred thousand. But he bought it at scrap metal price and then worked it by hand, and at most he could only make 100,000 or 200,000.

Yu Dawei had this idea many years ago, but he never had the opportunity to realize it.

Now he's ready to give it a try.

With infrastructure projects everywhere, Yu Dawei is not worried at all about the problem of his excavator not having any work.

Zhang Yang readily agreed, and now it remains to be seen whether the cooperation can achieve the desired outcome.

By the end of the month, all the parts for the Land Cruiser from the island nation had arrived, and the rest was handled by Lao Zhu and his team.

Yu Dawei had been busy searching for gas station management talent, and he hadn't seen Chen Haifeng since Chen's visit.

However, Yu Dawei asked his third uncle to find a few people to investigate him thoroughly. The result was that the other party took out several million yuan and actually got his hands on several plots of land nearby.

Yu Dawei can only be described as someone who courts death; trying to build his fortune on this land is truly a high-stakes gamble.

In addition, Chen Haifeng also opened a wire mesh shop somewhere in the Sa District. Yu Dawei didn't expect that this guy was actually in the wire mesh business, which surprised him.

One weekend at the end of the month, Yu Dawei missed his wife and child so much. Coincidentally, his 213 was almost finished being modified. Taking advantage of the opportunity when Fuzi and Shunli went back to pick up the car, Yu Dawei asked the two of them to help him bring his wife and child over to stay for a couple of days.

On Thursday, Yu Dawei had discussed this matter with his wife on the phone. On Friday afternoon, he had Fu Zi drive to pick up the mother and child. After arriving in the oil city, Yu Dawei planned to take his wife and child around.

Also, take a look at this house converted from a warehouse. Overall, it's very similar to a classic 1998 apartment building, with a two-bedroom, two-living room layout, a dedicated security door, and even a bathtub and washing machine in the bathroom.

Yu Dawei is waiting to move here in two years when the entire center is moved here.

On Friday night, Axe successfully delivered Han Jingfan and his eldest son to the repair shop. It was the eldest son's first time in the city, and he looked around with curiosity.

Especially the large gas stations on both sides of the road, and the traffic rushing by in front of him, were things he had never seen when he was in the countryside.

I've never seen so many cars, not even in the town.

Besides that, there's a bridge shining brightly in the distance; you can see its yellow lights from afar, it's so beautiful!

Yu Dawei had prepared hot pot at home long ago, because when the warehouse was built, a large round table was specially set up in the dining area. Yu Dawei's family of three, along with the two employees of the gas station, Monkey, and the three apprentices, could all sit down comfortably.

It's really not right to not have hot pot in winter. Yu Dawei even went to the department store to buy an induction cooker just for this hot pot meal.

Everyone ate heartily that night, and the eldest son was so happy that he stood on a chair, constantly picking meat for himself.

(End of this chapter)