Chapter 587: Buying a Car

"Lord Wang, you old gentleman are truly capable; you really are hiding your light under a bushel."

Having roughly looked through the three houses where the antiques were stored, just those three houses were enough to take, and coupled with the various antiques densely packed inside, the impact on her was too great. When only the two of them were left, Su Meng finally couldn't hold back. Gritting her teeth, she pinched the soft flesh on Wang Yan's waist: "Quick, say it, what else is there that I don't know?"

Being able to hide so many things silently meant he could have a "golden house to hide a beauty." She wasn't confident.

Wang Yan could certainly understand, but so what if he did hide a beauty?

He had been very decent to the old Su family, and of course, it was because the people of the old Su family were sensible. Old Mrs. Su, Mr. Su, and Mrs. Su were all cultured people's teachers, and their cultivation was also okay; none of them were greedy. Although there were indeed a few people among Mr. Su's relatives who wanted to ask Wang Yan to do things, they were all blocked back by Old Mrs. Su. Except for a few times when it was truly necessary, they had never caused him trouble in the past ten years.

Although Su Meng was self-centered and liked to act up, being married and not being married were two different things, and having children and not having children were two different things. In addition, Wang Yan's status, position, as well as his own ability, charm, and strength were also different. Su Meng had indeed improved a lot. Occasionally acting a little temperamental was naturally unavoidable, but she had never made unreasonable trouble for Wang Yan.

This time when that old guy Liu Jinyou came back, Su Meng made the decision for Wang Yan without a word, wanting to give him antiques, and he didn't say anything either. Because he really didn't care, as long as the old guy didn't look for trouble. These were all small desires that could be satisfied, so it wasn't a big problem.

Still the same saying, Su Meng's self-centeredness only hurt Han Chunming alone. After excluding the entanglements with Han Chunming, she was just a normal woman who was a bit vain and a bit proud.

If it weren't for this, back then, after he tricked Su Meng into bed and didn't acknowledge it, causing repeated tug-of-war with Su Meng and hitting her from the inside out, both physically and mentally, to the point of being battered and exhausted, he could also pull her energy from Han Chunming to himself, avoiding her endless entanglement with Han Chunming. This was also a way to complete the task.

That was why Wang Yan married her and had children. Besides, he was at this age, and although his body was still young and energetic, his thinking had already leaned towards an "old turtle." Especially in such a comfortable urban era love story, it was hard for him to have the passion to toss and turn. Of course, that referred to tossing and turning in matters; as for tossing and turning in the body, it all depended on his mood. After all, he was never a good thing and would always make these moral-level mistakes that deserved a thousand cuts...

However, mistakes might be made, but words definitely couldn't be said like that. Wang Yan shook his head and said: "There's really nothing else; that's all there is to it. You said it yourself yesterday: if we let you know, you'd definitely say I was neglecting my proper work for play. Your family isn't interested in those antiques, nor do you understand their value. And a few years ago, those things didn't cost much, but I bought so many things, which is money that ordinary families can't earn in a lifetime. Wouldn't you still scold me for being a prodigal son?

Not only that, I'd have to explain a basket of problems to you, how tiring and troublesome is that? And it would implicate you in worrying—will it be discovered and seized by others? Will it be confiscated? Will it appreciate in value later? Isn't that looking for trouble for myself? Now that you have your uncle appearing to give a demonstration, isn't this much more effortless? Don't you think?"

"Then you're too rich, aren't you? Before you were in business, you were just an ordinary student. Even if you were a genius and learned and were promoted quickly, I know your salary of a few dozen yuan. Then how much money did you have to earn from trading tickets to afford three big houses and those antiques packed full?"

"At that time, Fatty was basically the banker in the underground ticket trading market in Beijing, and he also had dealings with ticket scalpers in other cities, and he also traded some scarce and urgently needed materials. Could he not make money? In addition, I had brothers who collected junk, wandering around the streets collecting things. Think about it, how expensive can selling junk be? And those plates and bowls and such, nobody took them seriously. It was just that the quantity was too large; even if it was cheap, it wasn't a small amount."

Su Meng looked at Wang Yan suspiciously: "Really nothing else hiding from me?"

"Yes!" Amidst Su Meng's dark brows, cold eyes, and pouting mouth, Wang Yan changed the subject: "But it's a surprise. Get in the car; I'll take you to see."

"What is it, so mysterious..." Although she said so, Su Meng still sat in the sidecar.

At a speed of 70 mph, feeling the coolness brought by the speed, amidst Su Meng's long hair flying, the motorcycle drove "tut-tut-tut" to the suburbs, entered a large courtyard surrounded by walls, and stopped in front of a small bungalow inside.

Before the car had even stopped steadily, Han Chunming and Yang Huajian walked out one after another, greeting Wang Yan: "Lord Wang, Su Meng."

Wang Yan nodded with a smile, turned off the engine, and helped the confused Su Meng out of the sidecar. She looked strangely at Han Chunming and Yang Huajian, turned her head, and pointed at the various colorful cars parked in the courtyard: "Are you two trading cars? Lord Wang, you old gentleman didn't buy a car, did you?"

"Isn't this very obvious? Supporting their business, satisfying your little vanity, letting you gain more face in front of friends and colleagues, and exchanging it for your continuous good mood for ten days or half a month. Happy?"

"Happy!" Su Meng grinned with her small white teeth, but this happiness didn't last two seconds. She asked: "Our leaders haven't even driven a car yet; will it be too high-profile? And your status is different; will it have an impact on you?"

"Oh my, Su Meng is truly a virtuous wife and mother. If it were an ordinary woman, she would have been overjoyed by now. You, on the other hand, are thinking about Lord Wang's influence first. Truly good." Yang Huajian laughed and gave a thumbs up: "Don't worry, Su Meng, you've already been high-profile long ago. Not to mention anything else, just your three-entry big house—who doesn't know about it? There's nothing to be afraid of. As for having an impact on Lord Wang, that's even less worth mentioning. Can this little thing count as a problem? Don't worry, guaranteed no problem."

"Then what about your cars? I see your cars are all kinds, not even the same brand. So messy, it looks like they were smuggled. Have the procedures and such been handled? Otherwise, I wouldn't dare drive."

Han Chunming laughed: "I say, don't worry. Yang Huajian has already handled it. Besides, if the procedure problem wasn't handled well, we wouldn't dare find Lord Wang. Let's go, let's go see the cars. This was specially picked for you by Lord Wang—a German Beetle. Although it didn't come in openly, the car is brand new; it was only driven a few steps during transshipment."

Su Meng cared about Wang Yan: "Then what about you? Still riding that broken motorcycle?"

"Look, women. She hasn't even seen what the car looks like, and the motorcycle has already become a broken one." Smiling at Han Chunming and the other, Wang Yan put his arm around Su Meng's shoulder and followed behind the two, walking through the cars: "If you want to drive, of course you have to drive together. I also bought a car, but it's being renovated. Hey, Chunming, how is my car being tidied up?"

"Your requirements are too high. The group of people under me didn't know how to do it in the first place and were all exploring. The materials brought were all good things, so they were even more afraid to let go and do it. It will take another week."

Su Meng asked curiously: "Cars need renovation too?"

"It's just laying a carpet in the car, changing to a comfortable seat, getting a wooden steering wheel, changing a set of car audio, doing some sound insulation, and so on. How can I get a car without driving it for ten or twenty years? Doesn't it have to be tidied up comfortably?"

The car he bought was still a Santana. Now it was undergoing localization in Shanghai, and the annual output was only about 10,000 units. And for the wealthy people hidden in China, even if it sold for over 200,000 yuan each, it was very popular. He also ordered it first this year, and it only arrived after waiting for two months, so he sent it directly to Han Chunming to modify it.

Han Chunming, the protagonist, was naturally always stepping on the wind. In the past two years, he did whatever was profitable, and his net worth was growing like a snowball. Now trading cars, mostly second-hand cars, the profit was quite large. He and Yang Huajian were truly complementary—one had money and could toss, the other had channels and connections. Still the same saying, in this era, as long as you do something, you can make money; it's just a question of how much.

"Alright, your exquisite life of carrying a cage and bird, even the car can't be spared, right?" Su Meng changed the subject and asked with a grin: "Get me one too? You old gentleman know how to enjoy, and following you to enjoy will definitely not be wrong."

"You learn to drive first. You can't go on the road until you drive skillfully. Don't harm others and yourself on the road."

"Virtue."

Su Meng rolled her eyes, broke free from Wang Yan's arm around her shoulder, and walked a few steps quickly to follow and find her little car...

It was a white Beetle. Of course, it wasn't the common one later, but a compact version with a capacity of five people. But in terms of appearance, it was actually very similar, looking small and exquisite. Su Meng naturally liked it very much and played with it happily, but she was troubled by not knowing how to drive. This was naturally Wang Yan's job, but it was also very simple. This was an automatic car, not that difficult to drive. Before long, Su Meng was driving quite skillfully outside the courtyard.

It was mainly because there were few cars now, and this was the suburbs, with even fewer people, so she could drive however she wanted, with a wide field of vision and safety...

Yang Huajian and Han Chunming squatted in the shade. He sighed: "Su Meng is truly lucky. Lord Wang is truly a fairy-like figure. Being together for so many years, he's been truly low-key. I only found out a while ago. Although Lord Wang is still an academician, he is no longer doing research in the Academy of Sciences system; the two sides have become a cooperative relationship. Chunming, guess where Lord Wang is working now? What position?"

Han Chunming shook his head: "Lord Wang is no longer a professor at Beijing University?"

"That's already old news." Yang Huajian laughed: "I only found out recently too. At the beginning of the year, Lord Wang resigned from his position at Beijing University, retaining his professor title. Immediately after, within a week, a group called 'Huaxia Long Teng' was established, involving many industries, and Lord Wang was appointed chairman. The amazing part is still behind. Huaxia Long Teng took a large piece of land in Zhongguancun. Without earning a penny, they were first specially approved for a huge loan to build an office building. It's been more than half a year now, and Lord Wang hasn't even mentioned it. I heard it from someone else a while ago. You tell me how low-key Lord Wang is. And this car, Lord Wang was already assigned a special car, but it turned out he only bought a car to drive himself until now."

"Alright, stop researching Lord Wang; we can't compare." Han Chunming shook his head: "Speaking of Lord Wang driving, he's already driving, so I won't ride that broken motorcycle anymore. Xiaoli and I will each have one. Tomorrow I'll bring her over to choose a car, and you can deduct the money from my share. If I don't say it, Lord Wang still knows how to enjoy. I hadn't thought about being able to modify those things before. I have to learn from him and make the car comfortable."

"You said you wanted to get a courtyard before; did you find it?"

"Found it long ago. It's over at Dengshikou, and it's being tidied up. It's being done exactly like Lord Wang's house. The water and electricity department was even contacted by Lord Wang before. But I won't be able to move there for a while; it's mainly because my master's side is hard to handle, and I have to take care of him nearby..."

Yang Huajian nodded: "That's indeed true. Although your master is healthy, he's old after all, almost eighty, and really can't be left without someone. It's a pity, having blessings but not being able to enjoy them."

Old Guan's side was still the same. Although Guan Guan Xiao Guan had returned, she didn't go to Old Guan's place much. It was just when she happened to be resting that she would go over to see Old Guan and have a meal together. Most of the rest of the time, it was Han's mother and Cai Xiaoli taking care of him, eating two meals a day with the Han family, and drinking by himself in between. Life looked quite comfortable, but there were no children to fulfill filial piety. In the past two years, when drinking, Old Guan hadn't scolded his son less.

Han Chunming shook his head and smiled: "Actually, it's okay. Didn't Lord Wang and the others move away? I talked to Lord Wang, and the east wing they originally lived in is now lived in by Xiaoli and me. It's quite spacious. Running around all day, I actually don't live there many days."

The two of them talked like this, watching Su Meng driving there.

After a while, Su Meng drove straight towards the two, scaring them into a start. They jumped to the side quickly. Although the speed was very slow, they didn't trust Su Meng. If she stepped on the accelerator as the brake, wouldn't everything be ruined?

"I say Su Meng, are you thinking we two brothers are living too well?"

Su Meng giggled: "I was already turning; look how scared you two were."

"My hand has been on the handbrake and hasn't let go. Don't worry." Wang Yan said with a smile to Han Chunming through the window: "Chunming, we're leaving. I don't trust her driving herself, so I'll sit in the passenger seat and watch. Send the motorcycle back for me later; the key isn't pulled out."

Han Chunming nodded in response. Yang Huajian, who was behind, leaned over and asked: "Lord Wang, the educated youth reunion next week, do you two have time to go and play? The classmates are all thinking of you, just wanting to get some of your immortal energy."

Yang Huajian liked this set. Over the past ten years, not including private small gatherings of individuals, just the large gatherings where the vast majority of people arrived, it had already been held five times, all organized by him. The purpose was also very simple: first, to show off; second, to see who was awesome, and everyone would get rich together...

"There are many things recently, and I'm quite busy, so I won't go. You guys have fun, and ask everyone well for me." Wang Yan shook his head and refused, waving at the two: "Leaving."

Su Meng released the brake cautiously, tapped the accelerator lightly, and the small car drove away slowly, heading towards the city...

Returning home, naturally, there was another lively scene. After all, it was a car worth hundreds of thousands, half the price of their house. However, with the house they were living in, and the three houses together with the antiques that Liu Jinyou said were worth immeasurable value, the Su family just felt fresh for a while, and it was fine after it passed.

The most excited one was Wang Bin, shouting for Su Meng to take him for a ride. He trusted his own mother, but his mother didn't trust herself. After working overtime every night, pestering Wang Yan to sit in the passenger seat, taking his son who was complaining in the back seat, and wandering around Beijing for seven days, he finally got Wang Yan's approval, took the driver's license that had already been handled, and happily drove the small car to his unit to show off.

The reason for being so low-key was nothing else; Su Meng didn't think about reaching a high position or mastering great power. She certainly had some career ambition, and certainly had some desire to advance, but she couldn't wrong herself...

In the busyness, a month passed in the blink of an eye. At "Ju Pengyou" in Wang Fujing, Wang Yan pushed the door open with a smile and walked in, letting Liu Jinyou out from behind him, and said with a smile: "Let me introduce to everyone, this is Su Meng's uncle, named Liu Jinyou, who just returned from Hong Kong last month and doesn't plan to leave in the future. He also likes antiques quite a bit. Hearing that we have a gathering, he came along with me to join in the fun. In addition, he also plans to invest in business here. You can study it later."

Liu Jinyou cupped his hands and said with his relatively unique accent: "I only know some fur; I'm just following along to gain some knowledge. You guys take care of me."

"Sit down, we don't have so many rules here." With one foot on the chair, holding his knees and smoking, "Broken" Hou shook his head and gestured to Taozi on the side: "This kid doesn't know anything, isn't he also coming over to listen to our stories for pastime when he has nothing to do?"

"I've known Lord Wang for ten years, so I'll just call him Uncle along with Lord Wang." Taozi stood up and gave up his seat: "Uncle, if you weren't being humble, then we two will sit next to each other. I can't even get a word in when they talk, so I'll just listen. As for the business, we have to wait until we finish drinking and talk when we drink tea. No hurry."

"Alright, then let's listen to them talk together. I really don't understand; I'm not being humble."

A group of people laughed and sat down. The waiter began to serve dishes, and they started drinking and chatting.

Due to the current policies, in just a few short years, the changes in Beijing could be described as earth-shaking. There were more and more fresh things, construction sites everywhere, people with accents from other places were obviously increasing, and the city began to expand outwards initially. Therefore, while this group of people was talking about history and culture, they were also praising the current policies and sighing at the earth-shaking changes in society.

Just as Taozi said, basically the whole chat, although money was mentioned quite a bit, they were all talking about how much money they spent to pick up what good objects. This was naturally something worth showing off. Old Guan, despite being in his seventies and pushing eighty, sometimes took the bus out to wander and pick up leaks, just as exercise.

Until these people were dizzy from drinking and full of food, they brewed a pot of this year's pre-Qingming West Lake Longjing and began to talk about business.

Han Chunming spoke first about Wang Yan's situation: "Lord Wang, you had such a big job change, but you didn't reveal it to us? This low-key is a bit excessive."

Except for Ma Du, everyone else looked at Han Chunming in confusion, because they didn't know, nor did they understand how a scientist like Wang Yan could have a job change.

Liu Jinyou chimed in: "What change? Isn't he always doing research?"

"It was Yang Huajian who told you, right? You don't care about those things usually, and he's the one who's idle and has channels to understand." Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "Actually, it's nothing, Uncle. It's just that the country established a company and transferred me over to be the chairman. But I'm just hanging a name; management matters basically don't need me, as there are several general managers. The real responsibility is actually to do research. However, because my current research is inconsistent with the country's direction, I was separated to do independent research, while simultaneously operating commercially to achieve self-sufficiency."

Old Guan asked: "Isn't it still researching computers? What's different about that?"

"The underlying operation is different. Look at this teacup; compare it to a computer, but it's filled with tea. What I want to research is to change the contents to wine, and also make the teacup better than the current one. That's the meaning."

Wang Yan explained simply and didn't say much more. Not one person in this room understood technology, so it was like playing the lute to a cow—a waste of breath. He looked at Ma Du: "Little Ma doesn't seem surprised; you knew long ago?"

Ma Du nodded with a smile: "Not long after the company was established, I was eating with a few brothers. They knew I knew you, so they mentioned it to me, saying you were awesome. But seeing you didn't say anything, I didn't make a sound either."

Han Chunming slapped his mouth: "Look, it was me who talked too much."

"It's nothing, it's just that for me, it's all doing research, just with an extra position. It's nothing big, so I didn't tell you."

"Lord Wang has always been so turbulent underneath but calm on the surface." Ma Du smiled and gave a thumbs up, then sighed: "Lord Wang, you still have an impression of that Wang Shuo I mentioned to you before, right?"

"Yes. I read his articles; they are written quite well. But after you finished talking last time, there was no movement. What's up, want me to get to know them?" ===== CHAPTER 588 =====