One Yuan First Recharge: I'm Actually the Boss Behind a Fortune 500 Company

As Wang Xiaosong listened to their conversation and looked at the heavy judgment in his hand, the boulder that had been weighing on his heart for eight years and had almost suffocated him shattered with a crash.

A surge of scalding air rushed from his chest to the top of his head, causing him to tremble uncontrollably. It wasn't fear, but an unprecedented sense of relief and exhilaration.

He suddenly raised his head, looked at Wang Hao, his eyes clearer and more determined than ever before: "Rat."

"Um?"

"Let's go back." Wang Xiaosong's voice was soft, but he emphasized each word.

"I've figured it out. Hiding for eight years was my mistake."

No matter how badly I end up, I have to go back to see my dad, my mom, and Xiaoya.

I need to apologize to them in person.

Seeing the renewed light in his cousin's eyes, Wang Hao felt a lump in his throat and nodded vigorously.

"Great! Brother Xiaosong, it's wonderful that you think that way! Let's go back today!"

He thought for a moment and then said, "However, we need to make some preparations before we go back."

"Brother Xiaosong, wait for me inside for a bit, I need to go out and take care of something."

Wang Hao turned and went into the bathroom, closed the door, took out his phone and opened "Behind the Scenes".

Find Zhang Wei's profile picture and enter a message.

Wang Hao (the boss): "Zhang Wei, are you there?"

He replied almost instantly.

Zhang Wei (employee): "Yes, boss! What can I do for you?"

Wang Hao (the boss): "Today, Wang Hao will bring someone to your store to pick up a car."

The expenses will be handled through the company account, and the procedures will be completed normally. Let him choose any car he wants; he doesn't need to worry about the price. Understand?

Zhang Wei was clearly taken aback for a moment, but quickly replied:

"Understood, boss! I'll get everything ready right away! I'll make arrangements as soon as Brother Hao arrives!"

After exiting the game, Wang Hao returned to the living room and said to the bewildered Wang Xiaosong:

"Come on, Brother Xiaosong, I'll take you somewhere."

"Where to?" Wang Xiaosong asked.

You'll know when you get there.

Wang Hao drove Wang Xiaosong to Xingyue Auto Shop.

Zhang Wei was already waiting at the door. Seeing Wang Hao get out of the car, he immediately greeted him warmly: "Brother Hao! You're here!"

He glanced at Wang Xiaosong beside Wang Hao. Although he didn't recognize him, the boss had specifically instructed him to do so, so he naturally dared not neglect him.

"Who is this?"

"This is my cousin, Wang Xiaosong," Wang Hao introduced. "Brother Xiaosong, this is Zhang Wei, the manager of the car dealership."

"Hello, Brother Xiaosong!" Zhang Wei shook hands warmly, then stepped aside to indicate.

"Come in, come in! Our boss has already arranged everything. Today, Brother Hao is bringing his people. If you see a car you like, just drive it away. All the paperwork will be taken care of!"

Wang Xiaosong was a little confused by the scene, and then walked into the spacious and bright exhibition hall.

Dozens of cars were neatly parked inside, ranging from ordinary family cars to luxury brands, all gleaming.

As Zhang Wei walked, he introduced, "Brother Hao, Brother Xiaosong, feel free to look around."

Here are BBA (BMW, Mercedes-Benz, Audi), over there are Land Rover and Porsche, and behind them are some joint venture cars with high cost performance.

Which one catches your eye? Shall we take a test drive?

Wang Xiaosong had never seen anything like this before, and he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet. He could only whisper to Wang Hao:

"Mouse, what...what are you doing? Buying...buying a car? No, no, that's too expensive..."

Wang Hao put his arm around his shoulder and said with a smile:

"Brother Xiaosong, listen to me."

Let's pick one today and drive it home.

Let the villagers see what Wang Xiaosong is like now. And let Uncle and Auntie rest assured.

"But...but how much does this cost?" Wang Xiaosong asked, his voice trembling as he looked at the three-pointed star emblem on the hood of a Mercedes-Benz not far away.

Zhang Wei interjected at the opportune moment, speaking in a relaxed tone: "Brother Xiaosong, you don't need to worry about the money."

Our boss said that Hao Ge can bring his people and drive whichever car they like, and the company will cover all the expenses.

Just consider it... a company perk!

Wang Hao pulled Wang Xiaosong to a black Mercedes-Benz E300L.

The streamlined body is elegant and sophisticated, gleaming with a captivating luster under the showroom lights.

"How's this one?" Wang Hao asked.

Wang Xiaosong stared at the car in front of him, a car he had only ever seen on TV and in his dreams. His throat went dry, and he couldn't speak.

Zhang Wei had already brought the keys, pressed the unlock button, and the car door clicked softly.

"Hey Xiao Song, wanna give it a try? This car is comfortable, and you'll definitely impress people driving it back!"

Wang Hao shoved the key into Wang Xiaosong's hand: "Let's go, give it a try."

Half an hour later, all the formalities were completed.

The temporary license plate had been issued, and Zhang Wei handed a bag of documents to Wang Hao:

"Brother Hao, all the paperwork is done. The official license plate will be mailed to the village in a few days. Be careful on the road!"

Wang Xiaosong sat in the driver's seat, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, feeling like he was dreaming.

The leather seats envelop the body, and the interior is filled with the distinctive scent of a new car. Various sophisticated indicator lights illuminate the dashboard.

"Mouse...is this...is this really going to work?" He turned his head, his voice still trembling.

Wang Hao sat in the passenger seat, fastened his seatbelt, and smiled broadly.

"Why not? Come on, Brother Xiaosong, let's go home!"

Just as Wang Hao and Wang Xiaosong embarked on their journey home, public opinion in their hometown village had reached its peak.

Liu Qiang has become even more arrogant these past few days.

He not only told everyone he met about Wang Xiaosong's "miserable situation" outside, but he even embellished the story and dragged Wang Hao into it as well.

"That kid Wang Hao?"

Hmph, does he think he's something special just because he drives a BMW in the provincial capital?

I heard he bought that car on loan, what a show-off!

And that Wu Liang, wasn't he quite arrogant before?

Now the family is ruined, my father is in jail, and we're like stray dogs!

The Wang family produced these two, plus that good-for-nothing Wang Xiaosong, tsk tsk...

When these words reached Wang Hao's parents' ears, the elderly couple were so angry that they couldn't eat.

When the news reached Wang Xiaosong's parents, it only made matters worse.

Xiaosong's father was already taciturn, but now he's even more so, spending his days squatting at the door smoking with a dark expression.

Xiaosong's mother often cried, her eyes swollen like walnuts.

Xiaoya was so angry that she wanted to confront Liu Qiang several times, but her parents stopped her each time.

"Never mind, Xiaoya, don't go...to our house...our house is now..."

Before Xiaosong's mother could finish speaking, tears welled up in her eyes again. Gossip can be a terrible thing, especially in such a remote mountain village; it can truly drown a person in its fury.

Liu Qiang became increasingly smug, feeling that his "public opinion war" was a brilliant move.

He even started planning to find an opportunity to "negotiate" with Wang Xiaosong's family to take over their well-located homestead after the storm had passed.

"Fight me? I'll make you pay!" He lay on a rocking chair in his yard, squinting in the sun, plotting in his mind.

He was completely unaware that the court's judgment had already taken effect and that the police's preliminary investigation had been initiated.

Unbeknownst to them, a black Mercedes-Benz E300 was carrying the transformed Wang Xiaosong and the confident Wang Hao, speeding along the highway on their way home.

Inside the car, Wang Hao's phone vibrated.

He took it out and saw that it was a message from Li Bin.

"Brother Hao, we've received the receipt for transferring the case to the police."

They are taking this very seriously and have already decided to file a case.

This is the electronic version of the letter for assistance in the investigation; please print it out.

If needed after returning home, you can contact the local police station directly, and they can assist in locating the person.

Liu Qiang's good days are over.