Mr. Li had never heard of such a request before.
Don't want the best, just the most expensive.
He had only seen it on TV, never expecting that there were such pretentious people in real life. If you're going to put on an act, at least do it for strangers.
Why are you putting on airs with me?
Your dad warned me not to cheat you. I know exactly what kind of person you are.
Mr. Li suppressed the urge to complain and said, "Xiao Wu, having sugar stuffed into the engine is indeed a very troublesome thing."
"However, it's not impossible to clean, it just takes some effort."
"I'll have to go and see for myself to know the specifics."
Wu An hesitated for a moment and said, "Then would you please come with me, Mr. Li, to take a look?"
Mr. Li nodded.
Wu Yingwei was his long-term and stable customer, bringing him a lot of business every year, and doing business with Wu Yingwei was very easy.
The money earned is also secure.
Don't let the small size of his repair shop fool you; he actually has quite a few people who owe him money.
Out of respect for Wu Yingwei, he naturally had to take extra care of Wu An, his "nephew".
We arrived at the dock.
When Mr. Li saw the ship sealed off, he asked, "What's going on here?"
"Don't worry about the details." Wu An didn't explain, and led Boss Li onto the ship. Boss Li personally checked the engine and said, "Thank you for your help."
"It needs major repairs; many parts will need to be replaced."
"To be honest, we might as well just change it."
Wu An nodded and asked, "How much money will it cost?"
Mr. Li raised one finger.
Wu An's face lit up with joy: "One hundred thousand?"
"..." Mr. Li looked at his outstretched finger in disbelief. That's right, just one finger. How did this handsome guy know it was worth 100,000?
He said, "It's ten thousand."
"I'll replace it with the one with the best horsepower."
Wu An looked disappointed: "Only this much?"
Mr. Li glared at him and demanded, "No, you think it's not enough?"
Wu An asked, "Can't we report 100,000?"
Mr. Li was completely bewildered by him; this guy had money to burn and was practically begging to give him money.
After hesitating for a long time, he said, "This job is worth at most 15,000."
"I can't reimburse any more than that, it would be too much of a guilt."
The five thousand is for extra craftsmanship services, and after-sales service is also included.
Wu An smiled, thinking that this Mr. Li was a nice person, and said, "This engine is quite cheap."
Mr. Li said in a low voice, "There are expensive ones too."
"But there's no need for that. Your boat is only so big. If the horsepower is too high, it will be dangerous."
Wu An tentatively asked, "Okay, I'll use your recommendation, but could you please raise the price for me?"
"One hundred thousand?" Boss Li hesitated for a moment and said, "I can issue one, but I can only give you a receipt."
Wu An's face lit up with joy: "Okay."
"Then let's go back."
Back at the repair shop.
Wu An made the payment, and Boss Li issued a receipt.
Wu An put away the receipt and thanked him repeatedly. Boss Li said it wasn't necessary and suggested that he invite Wu Yingwei over another day so that the three of them could have a drink together.
Wu An readily agreed.
Boss Li immediately called the repairman to disassemble Wu An's fishing boat engine and bring it back, saying that the job would take two days to complete. Wu An quickly stopped him, saying, "No rush, no rush."
"I'll let you know in a couple of days before you get busy."
Mr. Li was at a loss again and asked, "Handsome, what are you doing?"
Wu An said somewhat embarrassedly, "Actually... that boat isn't mine yet."
Mr. Li had just taken a sip of water when he heard this, and he was so shocked that he spat out the water. He hurriedly wiped the tea from the corner of his mouth and shouted, "The boat...the boat isn't yours, you...you're going to give me money to fix what kind of boat?"
Wu An laughed and said, "Not now, but it will be in a couple of days."
Mr. Li didn't know what to say. Are all young people these days so crazy?
Just as Wu An was about to leave, a group of young people rode in on tricycles. They had long, colorful hair that looked very festive, typical of the "Shamate" subculture of this era.
The green-haired man on the bike was cursing and yelling that he wanted a refund.
The tricycle was carrying a water pump.
Mr. Li greeted him with a smile, but was shoved hard. Wu An quickly helped him up, and the green-haired man opposite shouted, "Stop talking nonsense and return the goods immediately."
"This thing is not useful at all."
"I'll give you the things, you give me the money."
Mr. Li asked, "Is there a problem?"
The green-haired man cursed and kicked the water pump, yelling, "I've used it for over a month and I've lost more than a thousand!"
"We've searched every available ditch in the entire town!"
"Today we used every method we could think of, spent a hundred dollars of oil, and all we caught were a few stone gobies."
"What's wrong with this piece of junk?"
Mr. Li was stumped by the question.
He felt more wronged than Dou E, thinking, "You're unlucky and lost money, is it my fault for selling the water pump?"
What's wrong with young people these days?
Wu An looked at the water pump, which looked quite new. He placed his hand on it and was immediately stunned. This thing could actually add 12 points to his luck.
This is great stuff!
He had talked to Aqing about the sump pit before, but it hadn't been implemented yet because the sump pit required a water pump, and he had been too busy to buy one.
Pumping water into a pit relies more on luck than fishing, and requires a much larger investment.
Fishing is at most about losing bait; the biggest investment is simply "time".
The water pump needs oil. After pumping out all the water, you go down into the pit and find nothing, or you end up like those punks in front of you, losing more than you gain.
When the other employees of the repair shop came over, Boss Li took a sip of goji berry water, and his confidence swelled up. He said, "Young man, in principle, I don't take back these."
“But I can make an exception.”
“Since you’ve used it for so long, I can buy it back at half price.”
Several members of the "emo" subculture started swearing.
They spent 3,000 yuan to buy it, and after using it for more than a month, they not only lost money, but now they are about to lose half of their principal. Of course, they are not willing to accept this.
Mr. Li explained, "You can ask about prices elsewhere."
"The price I'm offering is definitely not low."
The few punks cursed even more fiercely. In fact, they had already inquired about the prices at hardware stores, farm machinery stores, and even scrap collectors. The prices were lower and lower, so they knew that what Boss Li said was true, which is why they broke down.
They were initially envisioning a bright future, with the brothers making a fortune together. However, their dreams were beautiful, but reality was harsh.
They've already decided to sell the water pump and then go their separate ways.
The "Shamate" group demanded more money, which Mr. Li naturally refused. The two sides reached a stalemate, and just then, a customer arrived. Seeing the situation, he turned around and left.
The "Shamate" (a subculture characterized by flamboyant and often outlandish fashion) members got excited and threatened to block the entrance, demanding a full refund or else they would prevent the repair shop from doing business.
Mr. Li was furious and refused to budge an inch.
Wu An patted the water pump, his eyes lighting up with excitement. Looking at the two sides locked in a stalemate, he knew it was time for him to make his move.
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