Courtyard House: A Prosperous and Joyful Life

Faced with the enthusiastic invitations and business cards handed to him, Wang Jun was somewhat excited, but he remained calm on the surface. He knew that these people were not interested in him as a person, but rather in the "Global" brand behind him that could earn foreign exchange, and the Mercedes-Benz that symbolized enormous wealth.

"Dear leaders and friends, thank you for your kind offer." Wang Jun smiled as he put the business cards he had collected into his pocket, and said sincerely, "Investing in and building a factory is a big deal, and I need to go back and discuss it with my partners. However, I appreciate your kindness. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely visit your organizations."

After saying that, Wang Jun did not linger any longer. After all, the car was too conspicuous, and if he stayed any longer, he might not even be able to leave the mall.

He gently pressed the accelerator, and the Mercedes W126 emitted a deep, powerful roar as it slowly drove away from the mall entrance. Its streamlined body gleamed in the sunlight, drawing envious glances and murmurs of admiration.

The Lada 2105 following behind was driven by Lao Zhang, the factory's driver, and kept close behind the Mercedes.

As the car entered the wide main road, Wang Jun lowered the window slightly, feeling the breeze blowing in. Although it was late autumn, his heart was warm.

"This car is really stable," Wang Jun couldn't help but exclaim.

Compared to his previous used Jeep, this Mercedes was practically a palace. The sound insulation was excellent; with the windows closed, the outside noise was instantly shut out, leaving only the faint sound of the engine. The steering wheel was light and precise, and the power was continuous; the sense of control gave him a firsthand experience of what a "luxury car" was like in this era.

More importantly, this car is not just a means of transportation; it is also a walking "business card."

The scene at the mall entrance just now is the best proof. With this car, when I go out to discuss business or run errands, even strangers will look at me with more respect. In this day and age, strength is often reflected in these external material possessions.

"It seems Mr. Lü was right, this money was well spent." Wang Jun recalled Lü Guangrong's earlier words, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

When he initially decided to buy the car, he felt that spending over ten thousand US dollars on a vehicle was a bit too extravagant, especially since the factory was in dire need of funds. However, Lü Guangrong insisted that as a company that had earned over ten million US dollars, it would be easy for outsiders to look down on them without a decent luxury car to project an image, and they might even suffer losses in some business negotiations. Now it seems that experience has paid off; the car's intimidating presence and social value far exceed its price.

The car drove all the way back to the factory.

When the Mercedes-Benz W126 drove into the compound of Huanyu Garment Factory, it immediately caused quite a stir.

The workers stopped what they were doing and gathered in the corridor to watch.

"Wow, whose car is that? It's so impressive!"

"Doesn't this look like one of our factory's vehicles? I saw General Manager Wang drive it out just now!"

"My goodness, how much does such a beautiful car cost?"

"I heard it's a Mercedes; only big foreign bosses can afford to ride in one!"

Seeing the proud and envious looks in the workers' eyes, Wang Jun felt even more at ease. This car was not only a symbol to the outside world, but also greatly boosted the employees' confidence and cohesion internally—look how awesome our factory is, even the boss is driving a Mercedes!

Wang Jun parked the car, got out, looked at the brand-new Mercedes and the Lada next to it, and took a deep breath.

The Huanyu Garment Factory and Cannery have now taken a crucial step. But that's not enough. With Zhong Wei's previous guidance and this vehicle to set the stage, they aim to achieve even greater things in this rapidly changing era.

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Lü is waiting for you in his office. He said it's urgent," said Accountant Xiao Liu as she ran over.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Wang Jun patted the dust off his car and strode towards the office building.

Now that the car has been purchased, it's time for it to truly serve its purpose—to explore a wider market and meet greater challenges.

Just as everyone was shocked by the one million valuation and protected their children, not daring to approach, a strange voice suddenly came from the front yard of the courtyard.

"Hey, which big leader is here to inspect our poor alley? They've brought such a huge car to block the entrance, aren't they afraid of clogging the road and forcing us to take a detour!"

Everyone turned around and saw an old man, Yi Zhonghai, walking in with his hands behind his back. He had been playing chess at the alley entrance when he heard that the courtyard was bustling with activity and that there was a large car, so he came to take a look. When he saw that it was Wang Jun's car and heard the people around him talking about how the car was worth millions, he felt a pang of jealousy.

In this courtyard house, Yi Zhonghai always considered himself "the old man," enjoying the respect and adulation of everyone. But now, Wang Jun, this seemingly unremarkable young man, is opening a factory to earn foreign exchange and buying a luxury car worth millions. His limelight has instantly overshadowed Yi Zhonghai, making him very unhappy.

"Uncle, what are you saying? This car isn't blocking anyone's way," Wang Jun replied casually, not giving Yi Zhonghai much face. He was now wealthy and powerful, and didn't need to be subservient to Yi Zhonghai like the others in the compound.

"Hmph, it's not okay if it's not blocking the way." Yi Zhonghai walked to the car, put his hands behind his back, and circled it, his eyes full of criticism. "Wang Jun, I'm not trying to be mean, but it's good for young people to have some money, but you can't show it off like this. Is this car worth a million? Look at our courtyard house, it's full of old neighbors. You put such an expensive thing here, what if some clueless kid scratches it, or someone accidentally bumps into it? Who's responsible then? Aren't you just causing trouble for everyone?"

Upon hearing this, the neighbors who had been excitedly discussing the matter immediately became somewhat embarrassed.

"Yes, if it gets damaged, we really can't afford to pay for it..."

"Wang Jun's car is too expensive; leaving it here really makes people uneasy."

"If it were really bumped, even just a scratch on the paint, it would probably cost tens or hundreds of dollars, right?"

Seeing that his words had worked, Yi Zhonghai was secretly pleased with himself. He then adopted a serious expression and continued, "Besides, even if you have money, you can't waste it like this. One million! That's more money than everyone in our hospital could earn in several lifetimes. And you, you buy a car! Can this car feed you? Or clothe you? In my opinion, you should donate that money to the country, or help the families in need in the hospital. That would be truly virtuous. Buying this lump of metal is purely a manifestation of capitalist hedonism!"

Yi Zhonghai's long-winded explanation immediately made the atmosphere somewhat tense. In this day and age, labeling someone is a skill, and Yi Zhonghai was clearly trying to use moral blackmail to suppress Wang Jun's momentum.

However, Wang Jun merely chuckled, showing no anger whatsoever. He looked at Yi Zhonghai, a hint of mockery in his eyes: "Uncle, you certainly have a high level of awareness. But this money is earned through my own abilities, and how I spend it is my prerogative. This car may be expensive, but it's also a tool of productivity. With it, I'll have more face when I go out to do business, and I can earn more foreign exchange. As for your concern about damaging it..."

Wang Jun paused, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, took a deep drag, and then slowly said, "This car is sturdy, not that delicate. Besides, if someone's kid scratches or bumps it, I can't really bankrupt their family, can I? At most, I'll just pay a few hundred yuan to repair the paint. Everyone can just watch the show and not believe everything they hear."

After saying this, Wang Jun ignored Yi Zhonghai's somewhat pale face, turned around, cupped his hands in greeting to the surrounding neighbors, and said loudly, "Uncles, aunts, brothers, and sisters! I'm so happy today, I bought a new car, and I don't have much to offer you all. Tonight I've booked five tables at Quanjude Restaurant. Everyone in our courtyard, young and old, if you're home, please come and support me! Let's all have a taste of that roast duck and share in the joy!"

Wow! Quanjude!

"My goodness, that's Quanjude! A single duck must cost dozens of yuan!"

"Wang Jun is so magnanimous! Truly magnanimous!"

"I knew Wang Jun was a kind and righteous young man; he didn't forget his old neighbors even after making his fortune!"

The somewhat oppressive atmosphere created by Yi Zhonghai was instantly ignited by Wang Jun's words. Moral blackmail and capitalist ideology—none of them mattered in the face of the aroma of Quanjude roast duck!

Everyone looked at Wang Jun with even greater eagerness, and the "hidden dangers" that Yi Zhonghai had just mentioned had long been forgotten.

Standing to the side, Yi Zhonghai watched the crowd cheer and felt a burning sensation on his face. He had intended to set some rules for Wang Jun and curb his arrogance, but instead, he had become a stepping stone for Wang Jun to win people over.

"Hmph, you're beholden to those who feed you. You'll regret this sooner or later!" Yi Zhonghai snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and was about to leave.

"Hey, grandpa, don't go!" Wang Jun suddenly called out to him, a smile on his face. "You're the oldest man in the courtyard, and if you don't come to this meal, I'll lose face. Didn't you just say you wanted to help those in need? Consider this meal my treat for everyone in the courtyard to improve their lives. You have to sit at the head table and tell me how to 'accumulate good deeds'!"

Yi Zhonghai paused, unsure whether to go or not, his face extremely grim. Finally, he could only steel himself and say with a dark expression, "Since you put it that way, I'll go eat a bite, mainly to keep an eye on you and prevent you from going astray!"

"That's right, that's right, the old man's teachings are excellent!" Wang Jun replied with a smile, but a shrewd glint flashed in his eyes.

There are many beasts in this courtyard, but as long as you hold real benefits and money in your hands, coupled with the deterrent effect brought by this million-dollar luxury car, the world in this courtyard will change sooner or later.

At this moment, Wang Jun couldn't help but laugh when he saw everyone's cautious and timid manner.

"If you want to see it, feel free to come closer. It's fine. It's just a lump of metal, very sturdy. As long as you don't scratch it with anything hard, it'll be okay."

Hearing Wang Jun say this, everyone became bolder and crowded closer to take a closer look.

"Wow, this paint is so shiny, you could use it as a mirror. A nice car is definitely different."

"Look at these taillights, the design is really strange and beautiful."

"This car body is different from ordinary cars! The two colors are combined together, what is this called color-blocking design? It looks very elegant at first glance."

"Look inside the car! There are so many buttons, that's high-tech. Even if you gave this car to someone who isn't well-educated, they wouldn't know how to drive it."

"These foreign products are just different. I've looked at all these buttons for ages and I still don't understand what they mean."

Uncle Li from the Intermediate Court looked at it for a while, then suddenly remembered something. He said to Wang Jun, "Jun, your car is so imposing, I have to take some pictures."

After saying that, he ran home, grabbed a red plum-shaped camera, and started snapping photos of the car.

It immediately attracted everyone's attention!

"Uncle Zhou, can you take a picture of me?"

"Haha, give me one too, I'll pay!"

"I'll take one too!"

In an instant, all the men in the courtyard stood in front of the car to take photos.

"Well……"

Wang Jun was speechless. It's just a car, why go to such lengths? This is such a waste of film!

However, what left Wang Jun even more speechless was that after the people in the courtyard finished taking pictures, the people in the neighboring courtyard received the news and also came over to take pictures as souvenirs.

Hundreds of people were taking pictures around a car; the scene was absolutely beautiful!

When Banggeng came home from get off work, he saw the W126 parked in the yard and his eyes widened in disbelief!

Owning a car is a dream for many.

Bang Geng also dreams of owning a car, taking beautiful women for drives around.

He always thought he would be the first person in the courtyard to own a car. Unexpectedly, before he even knew where his car was, Wang Jun had already bought it!

Furthermore, the car Wang Jun bought was not a low-end vehicle like a Lada, but a Mercedes-Benz!

A Mercedes-Benz sedan? Even our workplace doesn't have one! I've heard from casual conversations that the company next door owns a Mercedes-Benz, and it looks so impressive when it's driven around; everyone in the company wants to ride in it!

Before Banggeng knew it, he moved closer and began to examine the Mercedes-Benz W126.

"Oh my god."

"This car is so imposing."

"This is the car I wanted!"

"So powerful, so imposing!"

"If I owned this car, I could easily find a girlfriend! She could be as pretty as I wanted, even a female college student!"

now,

Banggeng looked at the car.

I simply couldn't stay calm.

They wished they could snatch the car away immediately.

beside,

Seeing that Banggeng was staring at the car, Huaihua said with a grin, "Brother, you've been looking at it for ages, do you want to take a picture with the car?"

Don't say

Bang Geng really thought about it.

Take a picture with the car.

but,

Just thinking about it,

This car belongs to Wang Jun.

I lost interest in the game.

Banggeng glared at Huaihua and said, "It's just a beat-up car, what's so great about it! When I make money in business, I'll buy a car ten times better and show you all!"

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