Returning wealthy individuals develop their hometowns and become rich in the 1980s

"Thank you so much, Director Yao, for your strong support of our Nanshan County Police Station!"

Wang Yan's feigned ignorance made Yao Junjian across from him laugh in anger. "Old Wang, at a time like this, you're still playing dumb with me, aren't you? You were stopped by the officers in the city, and you said those things yourself, you haven't forgotten, have you?"

"I've already called Old Cao at customs. It's up to you: you drive over to deliver the keys, or I'll bring some people over and cut your lock. You choose!"

"Me, choose? Director Yao, how can I not choose?"

"No!"

Listening to Wang Yan's words, Yao Junjian laughed and said, "You've forgotten the beginning of the month, haven't you? Remember how I, your old leader, took care of you back in the army? How did you get those six sidecar motorcycles in Nanshan County?"

"Isn't it because you kept begging me that I gave you a car from the Municipal Bureau? Now you're eating fine grains and stewed meat, have you forgotten that your old boss is still eating coarse grains here?!"

"Hurry up and choose one, or I'll take some men and cut your lock myself!"

"No, no, no! It's a perfectly good lock, a cheap one, it's such a waste to cut it up. I'll bring you the key tomorrow!"

"You picked it yourself, so come early tomorrow. Don't keep me waiting!"

"Alright, alright, I understand. My dear Director Yao, rank really does give you the upper hand!"

"Stop your nonsense, you old rascal, I'm hanging up!"

Wang Yan sighed with a wry smile. Two of the six vehicles were suddenly gone, dealing a heavy blow to the Nanshan County Police Station, which had just become "wealthy".

Du Fang, the deputy director listening nearby, asked Wang Yan with a pained expression, "Old Wang, are you really giving it to me?"

"Can't we just not give it to them?"

"Director Yao has already called. If I dare not give it to him, he can drive over tomorrow." Wang Yan felt a pang of heartache when he thought about having to deliver the keys to the Municipal Bureau tomorrow and teach them how to drive.

My two perfectly good America police cars are gone just like that!

No!

Tomorrow I'm delivering the keys to my former boss. I can't drive one of these new police cars there; otherwise, I'd be throwing myself into the lion's den. If I go, he might detain me and send someone to bring them back to me on a motorcycle.

Wang Yan thought about it more and more and felt that Yao Junjian, his former boss, was the kind of person who was capable of doing such a thing, and he definitely couldn't drive a police car there tomorrow.

next day

Wang Yan, accompanied by Zhao Zhigang, set off on the station's sidecar motorcycle, sputtering away to the municipal bureau. Upon learning of Wang Yan's arrival, Yao Junjian laughed and walked out of his office to the main gate. Seeing Wang Yan arrive on a motorcycle, he chuckled and scolded, "You little rascal, are you keeping an eye on me?"

Wang Yan chuckled and touched his nose, then said with a serious expression, "Director Yao, look at what you're saying. The cars that just arrived at our station are still getting their license plates registered. Without them, I can't drive them into the city, can I?"

"It's okay, just drive over and I'll put up the license plate for you," Yao Junjian replied.

Wang Yan thought to himself, "If the Municipal Bureau issues the license plate, then the car will become the Municipal Bureau's car. I knew you, Lao Yao, had no good intentions. You're eating from the pot while eyeing what's in our Nanshan County."

"Never mind, Director Yao, we can just have Nanshan County handle it ourselves, haha!"

"You little rascal," Yao Junjian said with a smile, pointing at Wang Yan before patting him on the shoulder and leading him inside.

After drinking a pot of tea in Yao Junjian's office, Yao Junjian got up, drove the municipal police car, and took Wang Yan to the Tuogang Customs. When they arrived at the customs, there were already many people in police uniforms there.

Everyone's waiting here to see what kind of car it is that's worth ten thousand US dollars.

As soon as Wang Yan got out of the car, Kong Yuancheng, the director of Zhaoyang County Police Station, immediately went up to him and put his arm around Wang Yan's shoulder, saying, "Old Wang, we've known each other for a long time!"

"Hey! No, don't try to build a friendship with me. I, Wang Yan, am impartial and incorruptible today. There's no room for personal relationships." Wang Yan clearly understood what Kong Yuancheng was trying to do.

He's still eyeing the only four police cars left in his station. Two are already gone, and this time Wang Yan will never give them back, no matter what!

"Old Wang, that's not fair. We're like brothers, comrades-in-arms!"

Yao Junjian smiled and took the key Wang Yan gave him. He walked over and unlocked the container. When he saw the two Ford Vios inside, even Yao Junjian, the director of the Tuocheng City Bureau, couldn't resist the urge to drive them out. He rubbed his hands together and told his men to carefully drive the cars out.

When Kong Yuancheng saw the two Ford Vios in the container, his eyes widened. He grabbed Wang Yan, who was about to leave, and kept saying, "Old Wang, give us one, just one for our Zhaoyang Police Station!"

"No, no, we can't spare any; we don't even have enough for ourselves!"

The policeman who went in to start the car and drive it out encountered the same predicament as Wang Yan yesterday. He didn't know how to start the car and couldn't find the gear.

"Old Wang, quick, give me some pointers!" Hua Pingfang, the captain of the city's criminal investigation team, shouted towards Wang Yan and Kong Yuancheng, who were struggling with each other. "Why can't I move him? Is he broken?"

Wang Yan smiled as he walked into the container and said to the policeman driving the vehicle, "According to America, this vehicle is called a column shifter vehicle; the gearshift is here."

Wang Yan pointed to the small lever on the right side of the steering wheel, "You step on the brake, shift to D, and you can drive."

The policeman followed Wang Yan's instructions and drove the vehicle out of the container. Yao Junjian asked Wang Yan in surprise, "This vehicle is so advanced, it can be driven without using the clutch?"

"Director Yao, this is an automatic car. I heard from Comrade Chen Zaiguang that automatic cars are popular now, manual cars are troublesome and few people drive them."

"Tsk tsk, come on, let me try it out," Yao Junjian said, his hands itching to test drive the impressive Ford Vision.

Kong Yuancheng persisted, saying to Wang Yan, "Old Wang, just one car, please!"

"Get out of here! No!"

Wang Yan waved his hand with a laugh and a curse, trying to drive Kong Yuancheng away, but Kong Yuancheng was determined to stick with Wang Yan until he gave him a car.

When Yao Junjian drove back, he got out of the car and kept praising it, "This car is really comfortable to drive, unlike our Shanghai-plated 760s, which have almost no jerking!"

Seeing that Kong Yuancheng was still surrounding him, Wang Yan said to him, "Old Kong, if you need a car, here's one right here. Just ask Director Yao for one!"

Yao Junjian stared at Kong Yuancheng, his eyes clearly saying: I heard you wanted to ask me for the car, you really dare to ask!

Kong Yuancheng dared to ask Wang Yan, the director of the Nanshan County Police Station, for the cars because they were at the same level. But he wouldn't dare ask Yao Junjian from the Municipal Bureau. Given how much Yao Junjian treasured those two cars, if he dared to ask for them, he would be scolded to death by Yao.