Half an hour later.
Qiu Mingyue lay on Peng Tian's bed, half-covered by her clothes, the tears in the corners of her eyes already dried, her eyes filled with resentment.
But I don't know who I should resent.
I thought that after returning to Hangzhou I could live the same life as before, but I didn't expect that I still couldn't escape this fate.
It was one thing to treat her like this in Pingba Village, but why... why did everyone treat her like this?
Ultimately, the only recourse was to point the finger at Su Xinyi.
She's the one who started it all!
After straightening his clothes, Peng Tian glanced at Qiu Mingyue with disdain and sneered, "So you're still somewhat useful. After I deal with Ye Beiping and his gang, I'll tell Yonghao to treat you well."
After saying that, he didn't want to say anything more to Qiu Mingyue; he was just a character who could be ridden by thousands.
To him, Qiu Mingyue would be nothing more than a tool for sexual release, not even a real partner.
Looking at Peng Tian's retreating figure, Qiu Mingyue also revealed a resentful look in her eyes.
These... are all her enemies.
...
For several days in a row, Peng Tian would seek out Qiu Mingyue to relieve his lust whenever he had a moment, like an addict who was addicted and had insatiable demands.
Qiu Mingyue was also somewhat afraid and tried her best to avoid Peng Tian, but in the end, he was always able to find her easily.
Meanwhile, Ye Beiping had already made preparations to return to Pingba Village.
Almost everyone had completely forgotten what happened a few days ago, except for Tao Qiuyan and Ye Xiaoxin, who dared not forget it. They could only mutter about it to themselves and did not dare to say it out loud.
Just now, Zhou Xiaomei found a car for 100 yuan a day.
An old Volkswagen Santana from the 1970s.
This made Ye Beiping's eyes light up. Although it was somewhat different from the Santana 2000 he had seen in his previous life, it was still quite good.
There's even air conditioning.
After looking it over, Ye Beiping said to Zhou Xiaomei, "Sister Zhou, this car is nice. It must cost over ten thousand, right?"
Imported Santanas are generally priced around this level.
Zhou Xiaomei slowly shook her head: "It will probably cost around 200,000 yuan to fully fix this car."
hiss!
Everyone gasped.
Jiang He, Tang Xiaolong, Hou Baolin, and Wu Di, in particular, practically pressed their faces against the car to absorb some of the money's aura.
Jiang Hai, on the other hand, was more composed. He smiled and joked, "Beiping, when we make money, each of us can buy one."
At the current rate of earning money, everyone will be able to buy a car in two or three years; that's no exaggeration.
Upon hearing this, Ye Beiping nodded slightly.
There was no answer to Jiang Hai's question.
Because he knew that whether the business could continue to operate stably three years later was still a question. 1982-1984 was a threshold for doing business.
Ye Beiping believes that as long as everyone can overcome this hurdle, everything will go smoothly for them.
Of course, if they want to continue, some of them will have to pay a price, but who that will be remains unknown.
"I'll get in and give it a try," Ye Beiping said to everyone, and then opened the driver's side door.
He was very excited when he touched a car from the 1970s for the first time.
The simple front cabin felt much larger than the high-tech cars of my previous life.
The rough steering wheel caresses the soul of driving.
Turn the key.
Roar!
The feeling of phlegm stuck in the throat was very noticeable.
It started up in no time.
Ye Beiping patted the steering wheel with a smile on his face.
Suddenly, several doors opened one after another, and people boarded. Soon the car was packed with people; six people, including Ye Beiping, got on.
This startled Zhou Xiaomei: "Don't have so many of you. If you damage the car, it'll be very expensive."
"It's okay, Mom. I've seen them all sitting like this before," Tang Xiaolong replied, tilting his head in the back seat.
The main problem was that the roof of the car was so low that he was sitting on Hou Baolin's lap and could only tilt his head to the side.
Ye Beiping ignored them; cars were made in this era.
Depress the brake and clutch, then shift into first gear to start.
The old Volkswagen Santana slowly slid forward, and the people inside were incredibly excited.
Once the car disappeared from sight, Su Xinyi, Tao Qiuyan, and the others smiled and shook their heads, as if they were just a few kids playing around.
Zhou Xiaomei looked pained: "This... can this car be driven like this?"
"It's alright, Sister Zhou." Su Xinyi stepped forward to comfort her, after all, the car was borrowed and it wouldn't be good if it got damaged: "Beiping knows what's good for her, maybe she's just new to it and it's still fresh in her mind."
"Hmm." Since it was already like this, Zhou Xiaomei could only nod with a frown.
Inside the car.
Tang Xiaolong tilted his head and shouted excitedly, "Brother Beiping, I need to save money, I need to buy a car!"
"I want to buy one too."
"Me too."
"Buy a car, and you'll definitely be the coolest kid in Pingba Village."
...
Several people wanted to buy cars, and their excitement even infected Ye Beiping.
What does it mean to make a lot of money?
Cars are a luxury item; only by buying a car can you prove that you've made a lot of money.
What does it mean to flaunt wealth?
An entry-level car is considered a way to make big money, while a million-dollar car is seen as a way to show off wealth.
Ye Beiping also began to yearn for a car. Although he had driven quite a few cars in his two lifetimes, he had never driven a car worth millions, especially a sports car.
Having been reborn, it seems a waste of all the money I've earned not to buy a sports car.
Thinking it over, they quickly took a tour of the Donghu District.
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