Reborn veteran, lying flat since high school

How much did a Santana cost in 1999?

In 1993/1994, when households with 10,000 yuan in savings were rare, a standard Santana cost around 200,000 yuan.

Based on purchasing power, 10,000 yuan today is equivalent to 255 million yuan in 30 years.

The Santana is a more luxurious high-end product than a mobile phone, and it is out of reach for ordinary people.

However, the mid-to-late 1990s was also the period with the greatest wealth gap in the 70 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Some families eat only two meals a day, and they have to carefully budget their meat intake.

Some people are starving and poorly clothed, struggling to survive in poverty.

Some people have made a fortune by going into business, surpassing the level of 100,000 yuan households and even million yuan households, and are now moving towards even higher levels.

Even more remarkably, some have earned their first, second, or even more small goals in life early on through channels such as resource monetization, relationship monetization, or stock speculation.

Tang Yisheng belongs to the latter category.

Although he is still far from his first small goal, the future is promising, and his profit-making methods are unique and unparalleled.

Speculation accounts for a large proportion, while investment is virtually non-existent.

This trip with Zhai Youhui to buy a car can be considered his first real-economy investment project.

Third-quarter sales price list of the Passenger Car Sales Department of China Automotive Industry Jiangbei Sales Company.

Second line subheading: Spot supply.

From the mid-1980s, Shanghai Santana was produced in CKD (Completely Knocked Down) form, and before the early 1990s, the annual output was less than 10,000 units.

Starting in 94, production increased significantly. By the mid-term, production even increased from 3 vehicles to 15 vehicles per year, which greatly alleviated the backlog of Santana purchase orders.

At the turn of the century, on the eve of China's accession to the WTO, although Santana production increased significantly, prices did not fall.

Even with the winds of the 519 promotion, Tang Yisheng still couldn't help but click his tongue when he saw the price list.

Car companies are making a fortune!

Thinking about the current 150% tariff on imported cars, I can't help but feel a little relieved.

It's better for the meat to rot in our own pot than for it to flow overseas.

Anyway, my own money is just as good as what I earn from a windfall, so I might as well contribute to the country's tax revenue.

Within his capabilities, Tang Yisheng was very patriotic.

Especially in a natural state where there is no moral coercion or strangulation.

"Actually, the Xiali is quite good too."

Zhai Youhui suggested in a low voice.

"The Santana, this one."

Tang Yisheng tapped his index finger on the luxury Santana.

The current car market is a seller's market. The sales department is treated like royalty; customers can buy or not, and there's no room for leniency.

Clearly marked prices and honest dealings with both young and old are already their greatest act of conscience.

Otherwise, how could Tang Yisheng's stepmother have immigrated to the United States and abducted Tang Luyuan?

The current head of the sales department is Tang Yisheng's stepmother's younger sister.

Tang Yisheng's stepmother's eldest sister immigrated to Singapore, and her business was transferred to her second sister, who is also Dr. Tang's stepmother.

The second son made enough money to immigrate to the United States and transferred the business to his third sister.

Tang Yisheng had no intention of cultivating a relationship.

The liquid funds sitting in the bank could buy one and a half cars, meaning that the current car price is even lower than Tang Yisheng's expected price.

Besides, the speed at which you make money in the stock market is no slower than the speed at which you spend it.

Tang Yisheng has already spent over four hundred yuan on phone bills.

Now he's profiting from the tail end of the internet bubble on the London Stock Exchange and extracting the lungs of 519 from the domestic stock market.

Two gold-digging wagons, two hands scrambling about.

Let alone buying a luxury version of the Santana.

He didn't even consider installment payments (regardless of whether installment shopping models exist these days), it's not like he lacks the financial means.

When they arrived at the sales department's finance office to pay the fee, Zhang Lei clung tightly to Tang Yisheng's arm, too nervous to even breathe.

Having witnessed Tang Yisheng spend thousands or even tens of thousands of yuan on flowers before, I thought I had already developed the ability to withstand pressure.

Upon suddenly seeing a bag of cash, Zhang Lei was utterly shocked.

That's right.

It wasn't a credit card payment, but a large bag of cash.

There is an Industrial and Commercial Bank of China branch at the southwest corner of the intersection of Jingba Road and Qingnian West Road to the north.

Although the sales department doesn't treat customers like gods, they do offer a service to accompany customers when they withdraw money.

The store manager personally took charge, driving a maroon Santana to take Tang Yisheng and Zhai Youhui to the bank to withdraw cash.

Back at the car sales department, the finance staff collected the payment.

The money counting machine was running swiftly, and the smell of banknotes was as captivating as the smell of gasoline, drawing people's attention and making them reluctant to look away.

The above describes Zhai Youhui and Zhang Lei, Tang Yisheng's secretary, arm in arm.

The pretty girl, having experienced being left waiting in the sales department and then being stimulated by the mountain of banknotes, now instinctively hugged Tang Yisheng tightly, as if afraid he would abandon her.

Tang Yisheng lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at Xingfu's left arm.

Consider asking it again: Is Zhang Lei's U-shaped pillow more comfortable than Song Junying's concave pillow?

I imagine they would be more inclined to give a definite answer.

After all, Zhang Lei is indeed larger than Song Junying.

Song Junying's sculpting is perfect, but Tang Yisheng hasn't personally tested Zhang Lei's yet; he can only make a vague deduction.

Hitting a target from a distance certainly makes it harder to accurately determine the specific structure and shape of the target.

Who knows if I can be like Sister Song Junying and seize the opportunity immediately?

After paying the fees, obtaining a handwritten invoice, and carrying a leather bag full of documents, you can go to the vehicle management office to register your vehicle.

There's no need to rush when registering your car.

Because the sales department provides free temporary license plates.

The temporary license plate, stamped with the official seal of "Zhenpin Auto Sales Department," was affixed to the front and rear windshields by the store's salesperson.

On the front of the license plate, facing the inside, there was a piece of printed paper that was cut to the same size and pasted with glue. It read "Zhenpin Auto Sales Department, Contact Number: xxxxxxxx, Validity Period: 31 days".

It is estimated that this is to facilitate roadside inspections by traffic police and highway bureau inspectors.

In those days, cars on the road were under the jurisdiction of the highway bureau, in addition to the traffic police.

Stopping someone on the road at any time to check their road maintenance fee payment status, and incidentally checking if their lights are on, their steering is working properly, or their tires are flat, are all just pretexts for issuing fines.

The brand-new black Santana became Zhai Youhui's ride. The middle-aged man was still a little dazed, circling around the car.

Admiring it while caressing it.

After finally getting into the car, Zhai Youhui began to gently stroke the steering wheel, his eyes darting around the car like a lecherous man eyeing a hot woman half-covered in black stockings and bound with rope.

Tang Yisheng got goosebumps from looking at it and quickly interrupted.

I was afraid that if I stayed any longer, I would gag.

"Uncle Zhai, could you take a detour? I'm going to the Dongtu Building to pick up some documents."

"Oh, okay, okay."

Zhai Youhui finally came to his senses.

Turn the key to start the engine, depress the clutch, shift gears, and release the accelerator—all in one smooth motion.

"Hey, the new car is so easy to drive."

The middle-aged man looked radiant and couldn't help but praise the Santana as it started moving.

Even after signing the contract yesterday, Zhai Youhui never imagined what it would feel like to drive a "private Santana".

I was finally stirred up by the payment just now, wave after wave of emotions, growing stronger and stronger until now I love it so much that I can't put it down and I'm itching to buy it.

Tang Yisheng and Zhang Lei in the back seat didn't react much.

The main reason was that Tang Yisheng put his arm around Zhang Lei's shoulder, forcing Zhang Lei to lean into Tang Yisheng's arms.

She had never been used to such intimate actions before; her body was stiff and rigid.

In addition, although she was not short, her upper body was relatively small, and she was hesitating whether to lean her head against Tang Yisheng's shoulder.

Tang Yisheng was quietly guiding Zhang Lei on how to properly pose as a "little bird clinging to someone," and didn't have time to pay attention to Uncle Zhai.