I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 221 Changing Cars
With the New Year's Day holiday over, the second decade of the 21st century has arrived.

Some call this the "post-financial crisis" era. The economic tsunami that originated from Wall Street in 2008 severely impacted developed economies worldwide, while emerging economies, represented by China, began to rise against this backdrop.

At the same time, the golden age of globalization is slowly coming to an end, followed by fierce clashes between the major economies.

Of course, most people cannot feel the end of an era and the arrival of a new one, and continue to live as usual. Even if Fang Qingye, who is reborn, knows the general trend, what can he do?
Changing the tide and saving the world—that's just a line from a delusional teenager in anime.

Now, like most Chinese people, he is playing the QQ Farm game on QQ.

This game has been popular in China since last year, with people of all ages and genders participating. Unfortunately, Fang Qingye was once again caught up in this nationwide craze.

You can't not plant them, because your QQ friends are waiting to steal them.

Bai Ou had told him several times, and even helped him plant vegetables when she saw him being lazy. She would steal vegetables while planting, and Xia He also started playing this game, visiting his vegetable garden every day.

Even the Dongguan girl in the US—oh no, Huang Tao—is playing this in Chicago. The US and China are almost twelve hours apart, making it perfect for stealing vegetables in the middle of the night.

So, Fang Qingye would log on and plant something whenever he had free time. However, while other people's farms had already reached level four or five crops like peanuts and star fruit, he was still lingering on cabbage and watermelon.

At noon today, while continuing to farm on QQ, Fang Qingye suddenly noticed a QQ notification that someone had added him as a friend. Upon closer inspection, he saw that it was a netizen named Junzi Rulan, who also specifically noted: "Friend Shi Guangrong."

This guy.

The two usually only communicate by phone and haven't added each other as QQ friends. What happened today?
Want to steal some vegetables?
Fang Qingye accepted his request, and soon the other party sent a message: "President Fang, sorry, I'm adding you as a QQ friend, I'm going to steal some vegetables."

"I quit my job at the bank to help Grandpa manage the nursery," Fang Qingye texted.

Shi Guangrong immediately typed: "Resigned? I knew you'd have to do this sooner or later. Great, you're completely free to do what you love."

Fang Qingye knew he was talking about futures trading.

After completing the September Zhengzhou cotton futures contract in early September last year, I stopped trading and agreed to try again next year.

After New Year's Day, Shi Guangrong couldn't wait to invite Fang Qingye to cook together.

However, he didn't say it directly on QQ, but instead invited Fang Qingye to come to Shanghai.

“You’re not working now, living a carefree life. Come to Shanghai and I’ll treat you to fishing,” Shi Guangrong said on QQ.

Ah?
This guy has actually learned to fish.

Fang Qingye did want to go to Shanghai, not to fish, but to get a Shanghai license plate.

Shanghai will soon implement a regulation prohibiting vehicles with out-of-town license plates from entering the city. I will definitely be coming here frequently in the future, and not being able to drive into the city is a problem.

I'll also swap out my Buick Regal for an SUV to make fishing easier. The Regal will be transferred directly to my name and used as an office vehicle for the nursery company.

So Fang Qingye asked, "Mr. Shi, could you help me get an A-class license plate? I want to buy a new car."

Shi Guangrong readily agreed: "No need to call me General Manager Shi, we're friends, just call me by my first name. From now on, just call me Guangrong. Have you bought the car yet?"

"not yet."

"Want to buy a Mercedes? A friend of mine opened a Mercedes 4S store in Shanghai last year. They have all kinds of sedans and SUVs, and the prices will satisfy you. They'll even take care of the license plate for you," Shi Guangrong asked again.

Fang Qingye hadn't decided which car model to buy yet and planned to go to Jinghai to buy it, but seeing how enthusiastic Shi Guangrong was, she typed it out.

"also."

"So when will you come over?"

"Tomorrow."

"Okay, call me when you come over, and we'll go together."

"it is good."

The next morning, Fang Qingye prepared to head to Shanghai. Since he had bought a car, he didn't drive his Buick Regal and instead took a bus. Once the bus entered Shanghai city, Fang Qingye called Shi Guangrong: "Guangrong, I'm already in the city, on a bus."

"Which bus station do you want to get off at?" Shi Guangrong asked over the phone.

Shanghai Long-Distance Bus Terminal

"Okay, I'm driving over now."

Almost forty minutes later, Fang Qingye finally arrived at the Shanghai Long-Distance Bus Terminal. As she walked out of the station with her travel bag, she saw Shi Guangrong wearing a trench coat and sunglasses.

Fang Qingye waved to him and walked over.

"Let's eat first, then we'll go to my buddy's place." The two arrived at the parking lot, and Shi Guangrong put Fang Qingye's travel backpack in the car.

Now that the two were familiar with each other, Fang Qingye didn't stand on ceremony. She got into the car and went to a nearby restaurant for lunch before heading straight to the 4S shop.

Shi Guangrong's friend's Mercedes-Benz 4S store is on Yan'an West Road. As soon as the two parked their car and went inside, a pretty young woman in an office lady dress walked up to them and said, "Sir, are you buying a car?"

“Call him General Manager Zhang. I’m his friend,” Shi Guangrong said.

"Okay, please have a seat here." The pretty young woman invited the two to sit in the VIP area, poured them coffee, and then hurried upstairs. She returned a few minutes later, followed by a shrewd-looking man in his thirties.

"glory!"

"Zhang Yu!"

The two greeted each other with smiles, and after Zhang Yu sat down, Shi Guangrong introduced him: "This is Zhang Yu, the owner of the 4S store, and this is Fang Qingye, the general manager of Nanxin that I mentioned."

"Hello, Mr. Fang."

"Hello."

After the two shook hands, Zhang Yu got straight to the point and asked, "Mr. Fang, what kind of car are you looking to buy?"

"I want to buy an SUV, mainly for fishing," Fang Qingye said.

fishing?

Zhang Yu was stunned.

Buying a Mercedes-Benz, or even the cheapest SUV, for hundreds of thousands of yuan, just to fish?!
Seeing this, Shi Guangrong laughed and said, "Zhang Yu, don't be fooled by President Fang. He's a multi-millionaire. Just introduce him to a Maybach."

Fang Qingye listened with some helplessness and said, "Why would I need such a nice car? I usually ride a scooter in the county town, and I only drive when I go fishing in the countryside."

At this moment, Zhang Yu realized what was going on.

Isn't this a nouveau riche second-generation heir from a small town? And a very low-key one at that.

Don't be fooled by their unassuming appearance and ordinary clothes—like the guy in front of you, who isn't wearing a single designer brand item, but his abilities are no less than those so-called rich kids in Shanghai.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Fang, what about the Mercedes-Benz ML350 that was launched at the end of last year? It's stable and dignified, and it's also four-wheel drive, which is very suitable for some rural roads with poor conditions. The price is also quite reasonable, under one million."

Fang Qingye had naturally heard of the Mercedes-Benz ML350. In her previous life, she had been envious of it, but the price was too expensive for her to afford. Of course, in this life, it didn't matter.

“Okay, I’ll take a look first,” Fang Qingye said.

"Mr. Fang, please come with me." Zhang Yu stood up and said to the pretty young woman serving him, "Wang Yan, go get the ML350 data."

“Okay, Mr. Zhang.” The pretty young woman named Wang Yan was overjoyed to hear that.

This huge order is mine! Mr. Zhang is so good to me.

And this one is called Boss Fang, young, handsome, and rich!
I wonder if he has a girlfriend?

(End of this chapter)