"Wow, your son is really a pain in the neck. He buys so many TVs without even considering whether you can afford them..."
The plump aunt couldn't help but say sarcastically...
"No need to pay, these TVs have already been paid for..."
The driver's words left the plump aunt speechless with embarrassment. She had intended to mock the elderly couple, but instead, she was humiliated on the spot...
"Hmph, your son Xiaowei must have gotten into some trouble. Otherwise, where would he get the money to buy so many TVs? I think canceling his welfare benefits is just the first step. Next, they'll probably come to arrest your son. While he's still on the train, you'd better call him and tell him to go into hiding..."
Wang Qiang was annoyed by what the fat aunt said. Wang Wei didn't say why he came. What if he really came back to avoid being arrested?
This made the elderly couple extremely anxious, and they didn't even feel like signing for the television...
"Mr. Wang, please sign for it quickly so I can unload it faster. It's noted on the package that it needs to be unloaded before noon, so he can deliver these TVs to his neighbor without delay..."
Snap!
Before the plump aunt could recover from the embarrassment of the previous moment, she felt a burning pain on her face again...
He was the one who complained that Wang Wei didn't know how to give gifts to his neighbors, but now Wang Wei not only gives gifts, but he's also giving big-ticket items like home appliances...
"Buying so much at once, it must all be cheap stuff. My TV cost three thousand yuan, I wouldn't even want this junk for free..."
The plump auntie stubbornly retorted, changing the direction of her complaint...
"Hey girl, you're wrong about that. These TVs aren't cheap. Even after the discount, they're still 30,000 yuan each. You might not even be able to buy one for 40,000 yuan in a department store..."
The driver's words were like a bomb, exploding in everyone's minds: giving away a 30,000 yuan TV as a gift, that's too extravagant!
"168 units? Our village has exactly 168 households, right? It seems Xiaowei wants one unit per household..."
The village chief murmured…
Wang Qiang was so shocked he didn't know what to do. He instinctively said...
"Let's cancel the refund, it's too expensive..."
His words immediately darkened the faces of the surrounding villagers. If they hadn't known these televisions were a gift, they would have been fine, but now that they had heard the driver say they were a gift, they naturally couldn't let Wang Qiang return them. So they all spoke up to stop him from returning the goods...
"That's enough. My son bought this, so of course I have the right to return it..."
"Old Wang, your son said it's a gift for the villagers, you can't make that decision alone, the TV must be kept..."
“That’s right, whenever you were short of money, I always lent you some. Now that Xiaowei is successful, he wants to give everyone a gift to express his gratitude, and you’re actually stopping him from doing so. That’s not what a father should do…”
"This gift is absolutely non-refundable; one of my TVs is among them..."
At this moment, Aunt Fat shouted excitedly...
"Hey, Auntie Fatty, you just said you don't even care about this crappy TV, so you can forget about yours..."
Seeing that the TV couldn't be returned, Wang Qiang, though heartbroken over the cost, hadn't forgotten Aunt Pang's earlier mockery and couldn't resist making a sarcastic remark...
"Hey... Lao Wang, what's wrong with you? When did I say I didn't care? I've watched your Xiaowei grow up since he was a baby. That kid was destined for greatness, and look what happened..."
Aunt Pang's ability to change her expression so quickly is truly legendary; she managed to say both the nice and the mean...
Wang Qiang wasn't the type to hold grudges, so naturally he wouldn't really get angry with Aunt Pang over something like this. They all lived in the same village and would see each other all the time; there was no way he could ruin their relationship...
Wang Qiang reluctantly signed for the televisions, but the shocking events didn't stop there; then another convoy drove in...
Is this Wang Qiang's home?
The driver looked at everyone and asked…
"You don't have household appliances in your car, do you?"
Wang Qiang asked in a trembling voice…
"no…"
Hearing the driver's words, Wang Qiang breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that it wasn't home appliances; in the eyes of rural people, it seemed that nothing else was particularly valuable…
However, the villagers were somewhat disappointed when they heard it wasn't home appliances; they had thought Wang Wei had given them another surprise...
Wang Qiang took the form, signed for it, and casually asked...
What were those vehicles carrying?
"The banquet at the Shangri-La Hotel in the county town..."
This sentence completely stunned the villagers present. What had they just heard? A banquet? The Shangri-La Hotel's banquets can be delivered?
"Driver, did I hear that right? Are you sure it's a banquet?"
Wang Qiang asked incredulously…
"I loaded the truck myself, so I know exactly what it's carrying. This is a banquet that Mr. Wang Wei ordered. We delivered it as soon as it was ready, and the whole process took less than half an hour..."
The driver remarked that the world of the wealthy is so simple and unpretentious; they even deliver banquets to the village...
Seeing that Wang Qiang had successfully signed for the package, he waved his hand and a group of people jumped out of the car and started setting up tables and chairs, serving all sorts of delicious food...
Seeing this, everyone was stunned. Were they about to have a feast?
As soon as one convoy left, another convoy arrived. Before the driver could speak, the village chief instinctively said...
"You're also looking for Wang Qiang, right? This is Wang Qiang's house..."
"I'm not looking for Wang Qiang..."
The driver shook his head, which surprised everyone. They thought, "Finally, a normal driver!" But then the driver continued...
"I'm looking for Wang Wei..."
Holy crap…
Don't stop me...
I'm going to kill this driver...
What the hell is the difference? Don't you know that Wang Wei is Wang Qiang's son?
"This is his father..."
The village chief pointed at Wang Qiang and said, he was speechless, feeling that he had been shocked too many times today…
Seeing the village chief pointing at him, Wang Qiang immediately straightened his back and said proudly.
"That's right, I am Wang Wei's father. What does my son want with you?"
"We're from an event company; we're here to help with the set design..."
The driver casually replied…
Hearing his words, the villagers were a little confused. Did they really need to put on a show just to have a meal?
The next moment, the driver waved his hand, and the people in the car quickly began to set up. Flowers, balloons, posters, and display stands were all put up, and the cigarettes and cigarettes were placed on the table...
Anyone who didn't know better would think this was a banquet hosted by a high-ranking official. Who would have thought it was a feast held by a poor family?
The moment the banner was unfurled, the villagers instinctively read it aloud: Congratulations to Mr. Wang Wei and Ms. Wang Yinchen on their engagement banquet!
"Old Wang, do you think the name on this banner is your son's?"
Even though the village chief was the most worldly person in the village, he was so shocked that his head was spinning and he couldn't think straight at all...
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