This is a passbook from the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China. The cover is a bit worn and must have been opened many times.

Wang Peng opened the passbook; the pages inside were old, with grease and fingerprints on the paper.

Clearly, the fact that the elderly couple frequently looked through their savings book shows that they cared a great deal about the money in it.

Wang Peng guessed that they must frequently check their bank balance, which showed a balance of over 12,000 yuan.

Wang Peng said softly, "Uncle and Aunt, do you really want to lend me this money?"

As he spoke, he subconsciously turned his head to look around, but did not realize that he was being secretly photographed.

The old man nodded. "My home is in the Qinghu family compound, which is more than ten miles from here. Do you think we're joking?"

The old lady said, "Child, I've been ripped off by counterfeit and shoddy goods many times before. I feel safe buying things from your store. If you didn't run a supermarket, I wouldn't feel safe buying things anywhere else."

Upon hearing this, Wang Peng froze on the spot. The reason was both hilarious and earnest.

Two elderly people walked more than ten miles to lend a huge sum of 12,000 yuan to a complete stranger, especially since the stranger was on the verge of bankruptcy.

Wang Peng felt a lump in his throat and handed the passbook to the old man. "Thank you for your trust, but even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. I don't need your money."

"My child," the old lady gripped Wang Peng's hand tightly, "you can't be defeated. You have to get up and make a comeback."

The most devastating thing is the care from a stranger. Wang Peng wanted to cry, but he held back his tears.

He gently shook his head. "Grandpa, Grandma, that fire had already made me disheartened. I didn't plan to run the supermarket anymore."

"I assure you now, even if I have to sell everything I own, I will reopen Brother Supermarket."

"I'm not doing this for anything else, just so you can have a place to shop with peace of mind, sir and madam, don't worry."

Wang Peng finished speaking in one breath and then held the old lady's hand tightly.

"Good! Well said!" the old lady said. "Child, remember this: the Brother Supermarket is not yours. If you don't want to run it, the people won't allow it. A supermarket that the people approve of is a good supermarket!"

The old man said, "In Qinghu Family Compound, only my family is surnamed Pei. I'll keep this 10,000 yuan for you. Whenever you need it, I'll lend it to you."

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, ma'am." Wang Peng thanked them sincerely again, then started the Audi A6 and drove them home.

I took them to Qinghe Residential Area and called my uncle, Li Keyong, to ask for the address of the Volkswagen dealership.

There are two Volkswagen dealerships in the provincial capital. One is located 10 kilometers away from Qinghe Family Compound and is called Qinghe Road Volkswagen Dealership.

The other one is on Songhe Road, which is further away from here, so Wang Peng will go to the Qinghe Road store first.

On Songhe Road, at the Volkswagen Auto Repair and Direct Sales Store, Wang Xia, wearing sunglasses, walked into the business hall.

Seeing that she was dressed in designer clothes, the store manager hurriedly came up to her, "Hello, miss, are you here to look at cars?"

Wang Xia took a photo out of her bag. "The Audi A6 in the photo is from last year. If someone wants to sell it, you can give him 400,000 yuan and I'll give you 1,000 yuan as a tip. My phone number is on the back of the photo."

"Huh?" Qin Wenwen was taken aback, then quickly looked at the photo and was stunned again.

This is the latest Audi A6 luxury sedan from last year. The license plate number is very familiar, and Qin Wenwen hurriedly took out her notebook from her pocket.

The notebook contained Wang Cheng's name and phone number, as well as the license plate number of an Audi A6, the same car shown in the photo.

"Waiter, is there a problem?" Wang Xia asked.

"It's alright," Qin Wenwen said with a smile. "A boss named Wang Cheng also wants this car, but the problem is, it hasn't arrived yet."

"Oh?" Wang Xia sneered. "Wang Cheng, the 'Cheng' in 'successful'? How much did he pay you?"

"Success!" Qin Wenwen said eagerly. "He said he could take it for under 400,000 and told us to try to lower the price as much as possible."

"Heh." Wang Xia sneered, "Manager, I'll offer 450,000 yuan. I'm definitely taking this car. Remember to call me."

"Okay, okay." Qin Wenwen nodded hurriedly, deciding to sell the car to Wang Xia because Wang Cheng only gave her 500 yuan as a service fee.

At the same time, she found it funny, because the car hadn't arrived yet, and she didn't even know where it was.

The two chatted for a few minutes, and then Wang Xia left in her high heels.

Half an hour later, Wang Peng arrived outside the dealership in his Audi A6.

Upon seeing the license plate, Qin Wenwen hurriedly ran outside the store to strike up a conversation, "Hello, sir."

"Hello," Wang Peng said, "This car is from last year, do you take it in?"

"Recycling, recycling!" Qin Wenwen was overjoyed; this business opportunity had really materialized.

Wang Peng took out the vehicle registration certificate and handed it to her, saying, "I want this car for 450,000 yuan. You should find a professional to come and take a look at the car."

Qin Wenwen certainly wouldn't hire any professionals; she didn't have the money to buy the car, so she was happy to earn some extra cash.

She glanced at the driver's license casually and said with a smile, "I'll call my boss to report this. Sir, please come in and have a cup of tea."

Wang Peng followed her into the store and sat on the sofa waiting for her to make a phone call.

After a moment, Qin Wenwen said, "The boss will be here soon. Let's have some tea first."

Twenty minutes later, a young woman walked into the car dealership, and Qin Wenwen hurriedly greeted her.

The girl asked, "Boss Qin, my boss asked me to buy that Audi A6 outside. Where is the owner?"

"I'm the car owner, hello." Wang Peng walked up to the girl and felt that the woman looked familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before.

"Hello Mr. Wang, my name is Du Feier. I'd like to offer 450,000 yuan to buy your car," Du Feier said.

"Sure!" Wang Peng was taken aback, then quickly gave her a thumbs up. "Madam, you're so straightforward. How do we make the deal?"

Du Fei'er said, "Of course you go to the vehicle management office to transfer the ownership. Are you the owner of the car?"

Wang Peng shook his head. "I am the car owner's wife. I have her authorization letter, her ID card, and our marriage certificate with me."

“Okay, I also brought 450,000 yuan in cash. Let’s sign the agreement first,” Du Feier said.

"Okay, thank you." Wang Peng was puzzled; this was going too smoothly, almost suspiciously so.

The two signed the contract in the store. Du Feier paid Wang Peng 250,000 yuan upfront, and would pay him another 200,000 yuan after the car was transferred to his name.

After signing the contract and affixing her fingerprint, Du Feier gave Qin Wenwen a thousand yuan as a tip and rode in Wang Peng's car to the vehicle management office.

Qin Wenwen was overjoyed. After the Audi A6 left, she hurriedly counted the cash again.

At this moment, Wang Cheng drove up to the store, and Qin Wenwen hurriedly went to greet him.

Wang Cheng said, "Boss Qin, has the owner of the car I asked you to keep an eye on come here to inquire about the price?"

"I asked, and the owner just came over," Qin Wenwen said. "That car has been sold; a boss named Wang Xia sent someone to buy it."

Wang Cheng frowned immediately. "Which Xia? Is she a woman around twenty years old?"

“Yes, that girl is at most twenty-three years old,” Qin Wenwen said, “the Xia in Xia Guang, the Xia in Chao Xia.”

"Heh." Wang Cheng sneered, already knowing that Li Mengjiao was helping Wang Peng, and that the car was also bought by Li Mengjiao.

He couldn't understand why Li Mengjiao still liked Wang Peng, who had become penniless.