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Chapter 220 The hardworking new elder brother

The simple car repair shop in the yard is very simple, and a row of sheds with colorful strips of plastic cloth rice became the factory for workers to work.

This kind of bamboo is dug every five meters apart, buried a bamboo as thick as a bowl, and then fixed with an embroidery on the top, and then covered with a long shed with a colored strip of plastic cloth. It has little effect except that it can block the rain. There are some simple repair tools on the wet ground, oil stains, fragments and cigarette butts thrown everywhere.

When Corning entered the first day, he felt like he was walking into the garbage dump. But twenty or thirty repair workers were obviously used to such workplaces. When working, chatting and walking, most of them were numb and lifeless.

Five days later, all this was changing quietly. Early in the morning of the first day, Corning, who had carefully considered and had clear goals, did not rest or go out for a walk. Instead, he changed into old clothes and walked in the parking lot. After checking the vehicles parked and waiting to go, he walked into the shed without caring about the garbage on the ground and the oil-filled repair tools.

He walked to a broken car surrounded by a group of mechanics, greeted the familiar little leader next to him with a smile, refused the cigarette handed over by the friendly little leader, and asked about the failure of the car casually.

Almost all of this group of workers are young people in their early twenties, most of whom escaped from all over Guangdong and Guangxi. Except for the two Fangcheng masters invited by Huang Wenzhi for a high salary, none of them had repaired cars before. These people have been here for a long time. Due to their limited knowledge level, the two masters are hiding and have no chance to learn and improve. Although a few flexible young men can dismantle and replace them, they are at a loss for complex circuits and oil circuits, and most of them can only do some work of wielding hammers and changing tires. Now that the Spring Festival is approaching, the two masters have made enough money and go home to enjoy themselves early, leaving behind a group of ignorant ruthless people on the road, who are struggling here.

These boys listened to the little boss introducing the vehicle's failure to Corning. They stopped quarreling and looked at Corning.

After hearing the introduction of the young leader, Corning asked in surprise: "Why did this car be declared before it was repaired?"

"Brother Ning, you don't know that the company's ***s don't care whether you repair it well. You have to go out after the time comes. In fact, this has happened many times. In the end, the car that can't go out all the way has pushed the blame on us, which made Brother Peng complain a lot about our brothers. Mom, I'm exhausted all day long, and the company's ***sty couples dressed like a good person and went to drink coffee all day long and went to prostitute Vietnamese girls, and they received twice as much money as us. But we were not jealous of this. After all, Brother Wen took us in. This was where we could have settled, but it was people who deliberately made things difficult for the whole day and looked at him coldly. The brothers really couldn't swallow this tone. If it weren't for the sake of Brother Wen and Brother Peng, I would have stabbed him a few of them!"

The little boss A Gang became more and more excited as he spoke, and he kicked the tire of the faulty car with one last kick.

Corning smiled at him, said "Let's take a look", then put his head under the hood, and soon he leaned on the front of the car and said brief words from time to time:

Phillips screwdriver...No. 17 plum blossom wrench...point nodded pliers...

Ah, hesitated for a moment, then picked up the tool on the ground and handed it to Corning. A few minutes later, he dispelled all the doubts in his heart and cooperated quickly. The more and more young men gathered around and watched intently, and from time to time he drifted his deep surprise to Corning's cold face.

Twenty minutes later, Corning raised his head and took a step back, picked up the dirty wipe on the ground, and wiped the oil on his hands: "Who will go in and try to fire?"

A short, smart young man crawled into the cab and twisted the key quickly. The engine made a few abnormal noises, and unwillingly drove the transmission belt to moan a few times, then started to rotate with a loud bang.

Seeing this, the group of young men all cheered. Many people's eyes looked at Corning and their respect had become friendly and respectful.

Corning approached the car door and said to the young man who started the car: "Brother, step on the accelerator slowly, and let go slowly when it reaches 4,000 revolutions. Just repeat it a few times. Then let the car idling and run for ten minutes. If the car does not turn off the engine, it will be temporarily repaired."

The young man agreed happily and loudly, and Agang brought a cleaner towel to Corning: "Brother Ning is so awesome. I really don't know that you can repair the car. Now, otherwise you will have to quarrel again when you leave in the afternoon."

Corning smiled at A Gang: "This is not a big problem, it's just that the oil road is blocked when the car is old. This type of Japanese car has a fine filter on the front end of the oil supply pipe of the carburetor. If you take it off, the oil road will be opened... By the way, A Gang, I found that there are more than 20 such broken cars next to it. This car has been scrapped in the little Japanese. Why are there anyone here who wants it?"

A Gang lit a cigarette: "You don't know this. I heard that the cars here are garbage abroad, whether it is an old Ford, an old Volkswagen or an old BMW. The batch purchases are all 200 to 400 US dollars per vehicle, and each vehicle is transported to us by sea ships by containers. The shipping fee is about 300 US dollars per vehicle. With the re-export tax collected by Vietnamese, the total cost is equivalent to about 9,000 yuan per vehicle. For example, this newly repaired Japanese broken car is sold at least 25,000 yuan, and it becomes 50,000 yuan when it crosses the border and becomes 50,000 yuan when it reaches the country. Because it is a Japanese car, many people are eager to ask for it. In fact, such Japanese cars are not profitable, and dozens of German cars and high-end Japanese cars in the middle are making a lot of money. Alas, Brother Wen is really capable, making old cars more powerful than selling new ones.

Money, our car park sells an average of 600 vehicles every month, you can calculate it yourself!"

Corning never thought that the profits here were so great. If what A Gang said was right, Huang Wenzhi's monthly profit was about 20 million. Even if he took out half of it to deal with many joints in all aspects, the profits of car smuggling would be really scary!

But Corning was not surprised and stopped asking questions, but asked Agang which car he had to help himself.

A Gang was not polite, and pulled Corning to a Toyota land cruiser on the edge, pointing to the second-hand off-road vehicle produced in 1994 to introduce the fault to Corning.

After hearing this, Corning smiled slightly, turned around and found the corresponding tool to get under the car.

From this day on, Corning lived a fulfilling life. Every morning, he would come to the repair shop without saying a word, and he would get busy with his greetings to the young man. During this period, no matter who found him to help, he would put down his work and agree happily.

He didn't talk much, and never asked about other people's personal affairs. His politeness and respect to everyone was so natural, as if everyone had known each other for a long time. He gradually established prestige invisibly.

In the evening, Corning sometimes had two bottles of beer with the young men, and sometimes drove a motorcycle to Lao Duan for meals. Then he and Abei drank Vietnamese Kung Fu Tea while learning the languages ​​of their respective countries.

Corning carefully discovered that perhaps Huang Wenzhi deliberately kept the secret, and three small leaders and many young men, including A Gang, had no idea of ​​their true identities at all. When chatting, they heard them say "Cangning" so awesome, with a look of yearning and admiration on their faces. Corning, on the other side, could only shake his head and smile bitterly. Then he walked away a little further.

On the afternoon of the fourth day, Huang Wenzhi's assistant Guo Peng returned to the parking lot on a business trip to Hong Kong. A young man in a repairman uniform went upstairs silently and chatted with Guo Peng for more than ten minutes. Then, he quietly returned to the shed of the repairman factory to work.

Soon, Guo Peng, in a suit and tie, quickly walked down the building and came to Corning, and shouted affectionately at Corning's back:

"Brother Ning?"

Corning looked back and found a gentleman in his early thirties with pair of gold-rimmed glasses smiling kindly at him, stunned for a moment and asked politely: "Sorry, sir. Did you call me?"

Guo Peng, who is 1.75 meters tall and elegant, sees Kang Ning's face clearly and then firms his judgment.

He walked to Kang Ning in two steps and said with a reproach: "I am Guo Peng... Oh, Brother Ning, you are... If Brother Wen knows that you must scold me to death like this, come on, come back with me and change your clothes."

After Guo Peng said that, he didn't care about Corning's body covered in oil stains, and pulled Corning's hand out.

Kang Ning smiled embarrassedly: "Hello, Brother Peng! I have always wanted to meet you, but it's a pity that you are not here. I didn't expect that I would like to ask you to come to me... Brother Peng please go back first? I'll clean up and go to see you."

"No, I'll stand here and wait for you! Hurry up, otherwise I'll be angry!"

The slender eyes behind Guo Peng's lenses are full of blame and appreciation.

Kang Ning smiled and nodded and turned to find A Gang. He really couldn't understand why Guo Peng, whom he had never met, was so intimate to him?

Maybe he has seen his appearance through newspapers or wanted orders, but he has never had a friendship with him. It is impossible for him to be so enthusiastic when he first met!

Could it be that Huang Wenzhi had any explanation, or is this Guo Peng’s usual style?

Corning was full of doubts but did not show it. He led A Gang into the used car and pointed to several places where the floor dashboard was removed to explain one by one. A Gang nodded frequently to show his understanding, and finally joked with Corning.

Kang Ning gently patted A Gang's head and turned around and got out of the car door. He smiled apologetically at Guo Peng, and walked towards the small building with him.

The young men gathered next to A Gang, and watched the two of them leave with a smile in surprise. Then they asked A Gang who was closest to Kang Ning. Obviously, they didn't know what the origin of this kind-hearted and skilled newcomer was.

A Gang, who had a fierce face, remembered the scene when he saw Huang Wenzhi and Kang Ning boarding a Land Rover together a few days ago. After thinking about it, he suddenly realized his judgment and said loudly: "Brothers, it seems that we will have another new elder brother... If so, it is probably a blessing for our brothers!"

After taking a shower and changing into new clothes, Corning walked into Huang Wenzhi's office and saw that Guo Peng, who was sitting on the sofa, had already brewed Kung Fu tea.

After Kang Ning thanked him politely, he sat aside at Guo Peng's affectionate gesture.

After taking the small porcelain cup handed by Guo Peng with both hands, Kang Ning placed it casually on the coffee table in front of him, looking at the smiling Guo Peng in confusion, waiting for his explanation.

Seeing Kang Ning's politeness and confusion in his eyes, Guo Peng ignored it. He took a sip of tea and put down the cup, and said something even more irrelevant to Kang Ning:

"Brother Ning, although we have never met before, I still want to express my gratitude to you first!"
Chapter completed!