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In Wang An's view, this kind of thing is all about money. Anything else, like holding this person accountable or punishing that person for their mistakes, is complete bullshit.

Once you've gotten the money, there's no need to think about anything else.

After Wang An finished speaking, Wu Dong thought for a moment and then said:

"So, how much compensation do you think the coal mine should pay your brother-in-law?"

Upon hearing this, Wang An pondered for a long while before saying in a serious tone:

"So far, we've spent almost 20,000 yuan treating my brother-in-law's injuries. The doctor said that it will probably cost another 20,000 to 30,000 yuan to fully recover. I think we can ask the coal mine for 50,000 yuan, and that should be enough. We have to get him cured, don't you agree, Brother Wu?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Dong's lips twitched with anger, and he stared straight at Wang An as if he were about to give Wang An a couple of whacks.

Wang Li, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was dumbfounded when he heard this. 8 yuan should have been enough, but Wang Anke had come up with 5 yuan. This was just too outrageous!

Seeing that Wu Dong remained silent, Wang An pretended to be completely innocent and said:

"What's wrong, Brother Wu? Why are you looking at me like that? You can't even afford this little bit of money?"

By the end, Wang An's eyes clearly conveyed the message, "You can't do this either."

Wu Dong could no longer hold back and punched Wang An in the shoulder, saying with great dissatisfaction:

"Speak properly to me. 5? Do you think I'm worth 5? Why don't you just let me take over the coal mine directly?"

Wang An immediately seized the opportunity and confidently declared:
“Great, that’s fantastic! Brother Wu, you take over the coal mine, and then you can hand it over to me to manage. I’m not exaggerating, I’ll make you 50 a year.”

To everyone's surprise, after Wang An finished speaking, Wu Dong said rather irritably:
"Get the hell out of here. If I owned a coal mine, why would I need a pharmaceutical factory? Everyone knows you can make money from coal mines with your eyes closed, especially an open-pit mine."

After a pause, Wu Dong said again, somewhat annoyed:

"I know I won't get 5, but I'll take 3."

Before Wu Dong could finish speaking, Wang An immediately interrupted him:
"30,000 is fine too. Seeing how troubled you are, 30,000 it is, just make do."

Wu Dong said urgently:

"No, can you let me finish what I'm saying? I meant 3."

Before Wu Dong could finish speaking, Wang An interrupted him again:
"I have a business opportunity that can make a lot of money. Brother Wu, would you like to take a look?"

As soon as Wang An said this, Wu Dong was speechless.

After holding it in for a long time, Wu Dong finally said with a helpless expression:
"Xiao An, are you doing this on purpose? Then you have to get 3 yuan in compensation from your brother-in-law, right?"

Wang Ankabakab's eyes widened, seemingly quite surprised, as he said:
"No, Brother Wu, it's not like you said you couldn't get 5, but you could get 3." Wu Dong's lips moved, he sighed, and stopped arguing with Wang An, clearly acknowledging the figure. Then, he asked Wang An with great interest:
"What kind of business are you talking about that makes a lot of money? Tell me, I want to hear it first."

Wang An smiled slightly and asked with an air of seriousness:
"Brother Wu, do you think asking the coal mine for 3 yuan in compensation is too much?"

Wu Dong was taken aback at first, then glared at Wang An fiercely, squeezing out a single word through gritted teeth:

"Yes!"

Wang An chuckled and said in a fake tone:
"Not too much is fine. I'm just worried about putting you in a difficult position, Brother Wu. If I make things difficult for you every day, wouldn't that be my fault? We have this kind of relationship."

Just as Wang An was about to ramble on a bit more, Wu Dong said somewhat impatiently:
"Can you please tell me? If you don't, you won't get a single penny back!"

Wang An chuckled and, without further ado, said:

"Right now, the Jialing 70 motorcycle and the Honda 125 motorcycle don't seem to be selling very well, but the quality of these two motorcycles is really good. I think the price will go up soon. I'm thinking that we should pool our resources and go directly to the motorcycle factory to buy a few hundred of them. At most, we can sell them until next year. We can make at least four or five hundred yuan per motorcycle."

Upon hearing this, Wu Dong was stunned and stared at Wang An in shock, saying:

"Motorcycle? No, damn it, why are you even thinking about getting on a motorcycle? Can you even make money with that thing?"

Clearly, Wu Dong had never expected Wang An's idea.

Of course, it's also possible that Wu Dong simply didn't see the potential in the motorcycle business, feeling that it wouldn't make much money.

However, this also shows that people today have no idea just how popular motorcycles will become in China over the next 30 years.

It's fair to say that any motorcycle brand, even if the quality of its motorcycles is poor and its reputation is bad, can still make a fortune in the end.

Meanwhile, dealers of joint venture brands such as Yamaha, Honda, and Suzuki, even those in small towns, are making a fortune.

It wasn't until the 21st century, with the introduction of various motorcycle bans, that motorcycles gradually disappeared in first- and second-tier cities. However, in cities where motorcycles are not banned, as well as in counties and rural areas, motorcycles can be seen anytime and anywhere, and the number of motorcycles is still ridiculously large and is increasing year by year.

In general, if you were to start a motorcycle brand now, even if it were like Jialing, which simply imports parts and assembles them without any R&D, you could still make a considerable fortune.

Seeing the doubtful look on Wu Dong's face, Wang An calmly said:
"Remove the word '吗' from your pen name."

After a pause, Wang An continued:
"Let me put it this way, Brother Wu. You, Brother Wang, and Brother Ma, didn't you deal in used equipment before? If you could set up a few motorcycle parts production lines, and import engines from the Japanese, we could assemble them and sell the finished products directly. We could also find people to copy them. Even if we were to manufacture motorcycles ourselves, just like Jialing Factory, it would be more profitable than dealing in motorcycles."

After Wang An finished speaking, Wu Dong hesitated for a long time before frowning and saying with a skeptical expression:
"How do you know that motorcycles can make money? A motorcycle costs around 3 yuan, and a family would have to save for several years to afford it. Let's talk about this thing, how many people can actually buy it? I think it's more reliable to sell bicycles than motorcycles."

Having already witnessed the sheer madness of motorcycles, Wang An naturally didn't want to argue with Wu Dong about this. (End of Chapter)