Next, Wan Feng gave Xu Bin a detailed introduction to the toy car production model.

Just assemble.

Once he finishes building the factory, the three toy car production lines in Nanwan Motorcycle will be transferred to him, and he will just have to gather the parts together and assemble them.

After assembly, I make a profit of two or three hundred yuan per car and then wholesale it.

“So how much should I invest?”

"Building a factory building will cost at least two million. You don't need to build it too big now, but you need to plan for reasonable expansion at any time in the future. Adding the production line will cost another million or so, maybe three million."

Three million is nothing to Xu Bin.

That's how it's settled.

Wan Feng was talking about this and that and before he knew it, the time had passed.

Wen Zhongguo fell asleep in the car.

When Wan Feng was doing something for Jiang Wei, this guy stayed by the car, as if he was afraid that someone would steal the car.

Wen Zhongguo woke up when Wan Feng opened the car door.

"Go down to see your wife."

Wen Zhongguo smiled shyly, started the car and drove west.

In just over a year, Xishangang, where Zhan Honggui's gas station is located, has become a bustling place.

It seemed as if many three-story buildings had been built overnight on both sides of this section of the Wuhei Highway, most of which were engaged in business in the service industry.

Snack shop, hair salon, tire repair shop, grocery store...

A thriving atmosphere.

When Wen Zhongguo drove his car into the gas station, there was a truck refueling diesel, and it was Zhan Ling who was refueling.

Zhan Shitou jumped out of the house to refuel Wan Feng's car.

Zhan Shitou is a young man of twenty-one or twenty-two years old this year. He is very energetic and fills up Wan Feng's car with gas with quick hands and feet.

Wan Feng got out of the car and instructed Wen Zhongguo to drive the car to a secluded place.

"Reiko! I've brought your Prince Charming here, and you both know him, so I won't say much. Just go into my car and talk to him."

Zhan Ling, who was originally smiling, blushed.

He hesitated and refused to move.

"What the hell, there's nothing to be ashamed of. He's so shy. If you're still embarrassed, how can you live like this? Get over it!"

This is how Wan Feng coaxed Zhan Ling into his car.

"Where's your dad?"

"My dad has developed the habit of taking an hour nap after dinner. While he's sleeping, my mom went to inspect the oil depot in the back."

"In your twenties?" When Wan Feng first came to Slow Guitar, he was still a snotty guy, following Zhan Ling in tattered clothes.

In the blink of an eye, you have grown into a big boy.

"Twenty-one."

"When I first saw you and your sister, you looked like a ball of mud. But in the blink of an eye, you're almost getting married. By the way, do you have a partner?"

"Not yet. My mom won't let me look for it."

This means that there are signs of something going on. If An Lizhi hadn't been watching, he might have been taken home.

Wan Feng glanced across the avenue. There were quite a few cheap guys in this generation, and there were probably many who were interested in Zhan Shitou.

Zhan Honggui's gas station has been open for more than two years. In the first year, he paid off Wan Feng's loan. Now, making one or two million yuan is no problem for his family.

Girls nowadays have higher standards. Zhan Shitou is a good boy and his family background is considered upper class in Jiangwei, so it is not surprising that she falls in love with him.

"Don't worry, you're only twenty-one. According to the customs here, there's still time to find one in three or four years. Your mother is worried that you're looking for one too soon and it'll cost you a lot of money. Think about it, you have to call your wife home during the three major festivals, right? You have to give her at least a hundred yuan each time you call her back. This is three hundred yuan, and in three or four years that's more than a thousand yuan. Your mother will be heartbroken."

"Who is saying bad things about me behind my back?"

A woman's voice came from behind Wan Feng.

"Haha! Sister-in-law, you're back."

"I knew it must be you, plotting against my sister-in-law behind her back."

"I'm here to help you solve your problem. I've brought you a perfect son-in-law."

An Lizhi was in a good mood: "Where is it?"

She doesn't allow her son to find a partner, but she urges her daughter to find one.

"In my car."

"Is that your driver?"

Wan Feng nodded.

"Not bad, not bad. Oh! Can I be interested in Lingzi?"

"I think he's fine, but your Reiko might not like him."

"Why?"

"He was introduced by the Han Guang family. Has he seen what the Han Guang family is like?"

"wood!"

"They have the same attributes."

"That's great! Such a person is honest and reliable. If he kept talking all day long, he wouldn't have bothered Lingzi. I'm afraid he would have had a baby long ago."

Is being quiet a sign of honesty? Perhaps Angelica has never met a reserved and reserved person.

However, what An Lizhi said makes sense. If Wen Zhongguo was as idle as a big shit house, the children would be almost gone by now.

Another car came to refuel. Zhan Shitou went to refuel, and Wan Feng chatted with An Lizhi.

"Isn't it strange that you're a big liar? But why are the people you lead so quiet? Are you stealing their words?"

Don't say it's true. Among the people Wan Feng has led, there are Han Guangjia, Yang Jianguo, Han Meng, Zhao Gang, Zhang Xian, He Youliang and Li Mingdou. Except for Han Meng, they are all taciturn.

"Sister-in-law! Are you insulting me?"

"Sister-in-law, what you said is true. However, the people you have led are all reliable people in life. You, as a driver, can also guarantee that you will not make mistakes. It would obviously be a blessing for my Lingzi to be given to others."

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