Zhao Qiang firmly stated, "I don't care what special status she has. If Xin Xin herself is unwilling, no one can force her."
Chen Shuxian said, "Don't take my words lightly; you'll pay the price."
Zhao Qiang said, "I'm willing, I don't care about any cost."
The conversation between the two became increasingly tense. Just then, Chen Xinxin knocked on the door from outside, "Mom, the medicine is back, I'm coming in."
Chen Shuxian handed the cigarette to Zhao Qiang, who could only take the blame for her. Chen Xinxin pushed open the door and entered. She frowned upon smelling the cigarette and pinched Zhao Qiang's waist, saying, "Can't you hold back? My mother is sick."
Zhao Qiang smiled wryly as he flushed the cigarette in the bathroom. Looking at himself in the mirror, he was quite pleased with his appearance. What was wrong with a girl liking him? Besides, he was genuinely good to her. Mutual affection was a natural thing, and no one could stop it.
Chen Xinxin fed her mother the medicine and then let her lie down to rest. She quietly left the bedroom. Zhao Qiang was sitting in another small bedroom, discussing advertising with Zhao Ling. Zhao Ling said, "Advertising is a must, otherwise our business cannot develop quickly."
Zhao Qiang said, "How much money do you need to withdraw from the card?"
Zhao Ling tapped Zhao Qiang on the head: "Why are you joking? I'm serious."
Zhao Qiang said, "I didn't lie to you. You didn't check the bank card balance, so how do you know I was joking?"
Zhao Ling said, "He won't shed tears until he sees the coffin. Xin Xin, let's go get the money in a bit and see what he has to say then."
Chen Xinxin asked Zhao Qiang, "Zhao Qiang, what did my mom and you say in the room? I didn't hear clearly."
Zhao Qiang said, "It's nothing, I just want to be nicer to you and not bully you."
Chen Xinxin asked shyly, "So what did you tell my mom?"
Zhao Qiang said, "Of course I promised her that I wouldn't let you suffer any injustice."
Chen Xinxin said, "Then you have to keep your word. I thought my mom would scold you. I'm afraid she'll see through our relationship. It's all your fault, Zhao Ling. You can't look at Zhao Qiang like that in front of my mom anymore. Even a fool could see there was something wrong."
Zhao Ling said, "Okay, okay, it's my fault. I'll look at him with hatred from now on."
Zhao Qiang asked Chen Xinxin, "How much do you remember about your childhood? What about your dad?"
Chen Xinxin shook her head and said, "I don't remember much. My mom said my dad died. I only vaguely remember my mom taking me begging and being chased by dogs. Sometimes I still wake up from nightmares."
Zhao Qiang pulled Chen Xinxin into his arms and said, "You don't have to be afraid anymore."
Chen Xinxin rested her head on Zhao Qiang's shoulder. "Well, my family isn't well-off, and I don't know if your family would be interested."
Zhao Qiang said, "I don't even know who I am, so what family do I have? Besides, our relationship has nothing to do with family. I don't care who you are, you and Zhao Ling are both my girlfriends."
Zhao Ling giggled, but Chen Xinxin was a little embarrassed. "Who's your girlfriend? You want to have your cake and eat it too? You wish!"
Zhao Qiang said, "Actually, the three of us are doing quite well as we are now, don't you think?"
Zhao Ling said, "As long as Xin Xin isn't jealous of me, I have no objection. What else can I do? We're doing just fine now, so I don't want to leave."
Chen Xinxin said to Zhao Ling, "You're not allowed to be intimate with Zhao Qiang behind my back. Now that you're living together, how can I not be anxious?"
Zhao Ling raised her hand and swore to the light, "I swear, we won't do anything without your permission, okay?"
Chen Xinxin said, "I'll believe you for now. As for the advertising, I don't want my mom to sweep the streets anymore. If our repair shop's business gets better, I'll let my mom help out there. What do you guys think?"
Zhao Qiang nodded, "Okay, you can advertise however you want. Our advantage is fast and cheap repairs."
Zhao Ling stood up. "Xin Xin, you stay and take care of Auntie. Zhao Qiang and I will go downstairs to check the bank card. Maybe that idiot Zhang Lingfeng has deposited the missing person fund into our account again. If we have this 10,000 yuan, then we'll have enough money for advertising."
Chen Xinxin handed her bank card to Zhao Ling, saying, "Watch me. Zhao Qiang was so sure, we have to give him some face. If a hundred or so yuan really comes in, then dinner will be taken care of tonight."
Zhao Qiang really wanted to see Zhao Ling's surprised and bewildered expression, but his wish was not fulfilled, because as soon as he got downstairs, someone called Zhao Ling. It was a friend she used to know from the massage parlor, who is now married.
"Lingling, I need your help!" The other person's tone was somewhat panicked.
Zhao Ling doesn't have many friends, and this girl isn't exactly a close acquaintance, but the fact that she's approached her means the situation is a bit tricky. "Cuicui, tell me what's going on first. If I can't help, asking for help won't do any good. I'm not a god."
Cui Cui said, "Can you lend me some money?"
Zhao Ling was puzzled: "What? I was planning to borrow some money from you. You've hooked up with a rich guy, and I'm going to be homeless."
Cui Cui said, "Don't tease me. Just because he has money doesn't mean I have money too. Oh dear, where are you? I'll come find you. This matter is really troublesome. You must help me. I can't count on anyone else."
Zhao Ling gave the address, and less than five minutes later a Mercedes-Benz arrived. The front of the car had been hit, both headlights were broken, the bumper was broken, and there was a large dent in the hood. It seemed that there had been a top-down impact that damaged the hood and the engine underneath. The debris that flew up hit the windshield, leaving several serious impact marks. Zhao Qiang scanned the engine and found a crack. This situation was very troublesome; either the engine block would need to be replaced or welding would need to be done.
Zhao Ling's best friend, Cui Cui, got out of the car. She was a pretty and charming girl, but now she was terrified and her face was pale. As soon as she saw Zhao Ling, she rushed over and said, "Ling Ling, I crashed my husband's new car. I just asked the 4S shop, and they said it would cost at least 40,000 to 50,000 yuan to repair it so that the damage is not visible."
Zhao Qiang thought to himself that they probably didn't know about the crack in the engine block, otherwise it would cost much more than this. This car is worth at least two million, and charging you forty or fifty thousand to repair so many parts is considered cheap. Isn't it said that it's better to crash into a bus than a Mercedes? These cars are just too delicate, and they'll rip you off even for a small part.
Zhao Ling asked Cuicui, "What's wrong? Don't cars usually have insurance? Just ask the insurance company for compensation."
Cui Cui said, "How could I dare to notify the insurance company? Besides, I crashed into the wall myself. I didn't even have my driver's license out yet. Today, some friends insisted that I drive them around. Who knew this would happen? If my husband finds out, he'll kill me. Our relationship has been strained lately. I secretly took his car out. If this happens, we might have to go through with divorce. You have to help me."
Zhao Ling said, "How can I help you? I don't even have a thousand yuan on me."
Cui Cui said urgently, "Could you help me borrow some? I have a little over 30,000 yuan now. If you can borrow another 20,000 yuan, I can get my car repaired. I need to be quick, otherwise it will be troublesome if my husband comes back in the evening and sees it."
Zhao Qiang reminded Cuicui: "If you take this car to the 4S shop for repairs, it's impossible to fix it by evening. And you don't know this, do you? The cylinder block has a crack. You'll probably have to prepare more money. Although it can still be driven, an experienced driver can tell that the engine sound is wrong. I guess you can't hide it from your husband."
Cui Cui almost fainted. Zhao Ling glared at Zhao Qiang and said, "Don't scare her."
Zhao Qiang said, "I really didn't scare her. It's better to let her know how serious the situation is so that she can be mentally prepared."
Cui Cui knelt down with a thud. "Zhao Ling, please help me! I can't find anyone else to help me. Although his family is rich, I dare not let them know. If his family finds out that I bragged about crashing the car, they will take the opportunity to kick me when I'm down. His family strongly opposed our marriage. I... I'm doomed..." Cui Cui cried out in despair.
Zhao Ling looked at Zhao Qiang with a resentful expression and said, "Zhao Qiang, help me think of a solution."
Zhao Qiang chuckled: "Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. It's just a car repair. Give me 30,000 yuan, and I'll fix it for her. I guarantee there won't be any problems. It'll look brand new, and that will eliminate the crisis."
Cui Cui jumped up: "Really? Who are you? How do I know you're not lying to me?"
Zhao Ling explained, "This is my boss, the manager of the repair department. If he says it's okay, you can rest assured, there won't be a single problem."
Cui Cui was desperate at this point. None of her friends were rich; they were all the kind of people who would spend every penny they had. Only Zhao Ling could occasionally swindle a rich man, which was why she thought of calling Zhao Ling. Actually, she didn't really have high hopes for Zhao Ling, but at this moment, she needed someone to comfort her. She might lose her life as a rich girl, and Cui Cui was extremely unwilling to accept it. But she would try anything, even if there was only a sliver of a chance. So, she didn't ask Zhao Qiang for a receipt and directly handed over the cash she had withdrawn to him, not even keeping any change from her pocket. Zhao Qiang only took three whole bundles of RMB, then asked for the keys and drove away.
As Cui Cui watched the Mercedes being driven away, she felt uneasy: "Zhao Ling, your boss wouldn't have taken my husband's car and sold it, would he? That would have made me even worse off. I might as well drive the old car back; maybe then my husband will forgive me."
Zhao Ling said, "What are you saying? My boss said he can fix it, so he definitely can. Let's go, let's go to the repair shop and wait for him. If he can't bring the car back to you in perfect condition, I'll compensate you with a new car."
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Volume 2 [447] Repairing Cars Is Easy - 448
【447】Car repair is easy
Zhao Qiang didn't drive the car to a repair shop; he just wanted to find a secluded place to fix it. His abdominal fat had been increasing rapidly these past few days, and Zhao Qiang wanted to release some test results. Now that he had 30,000 yuan to be made, he certainly couldn't let it pass him by.
Yihai City isn't a big city, and since Zhao Ling's rented apartment is in the north of the city, they drove for a short while before arriving at a nearly deserted suburban road. Zhao Qiang turned off the engine and got out of the car. He first removed all the damaged parts, then used the original car data stored in his brain to determine the effect of the repair. Since there were no raw materials nearby for Zhao Qiang to disassemble and reassemble, he planned to disassemble materials from other parts of the car or reduce the thickness of the original parts. This way, he could repair the broken pieces. As long as the impact marks were not visible on the outside, his repair would be considered successful.
First, he worked on the bumper and headlights. Zhao Qiang released energy, and according to the repair program set up in his brain, the energy controlled the damaged parts to rotate at high speed. The glass headlight covers were not a big problem. Although part of them were broken, they could still be restored to their original state after the thickness was reduced. When Zhao Qiang set up the program, he compared it with the original headlight effect picture, and the repair was completely undistorted.
Repairing the bumper is a bit more complicated. First, there's the bumper itself, which is simpler since it's made of the same type of plastic. Then there's the paint. Zhao Qiang is using a piecemeal approach, taking a portion of the paint from other areas and patching up the scratches. However, this reduces the paint thickness, causing the car body to lose its shine, especially if washed frequently, it will age faster. But that's no longer something Zhao Qiang and Cui Cui need to worry about.
Zhao Qiang used a screwdriver to turn into a hammer and carefully chipped the hood flat. He then repaired the paint in the same way. As for the engine crack, it was easy to repair. He disassembled and melted part of the cylinder block to seal the crack, and then removed the impact marks. The effect was the same as recasting, which was much simpler and more reliable than sheet metal repair and paint touch-up.
After glancing at the exterior, which was no different from the original car image in his brain, Zhao Qiang started the car again. The sound was normal, except that the paint would age faster than normal. The car was completely repaired. Patting the 30,000 yuan in his pocket, Zhao Qiang thought that Cui Cui had really made a profit by repairing the Mercedes-Benz for this amount of money.
Cui Cui from the all-purpose repair department was restless. She had already paced around the room several times, making Zhao Ling dizzy. "Cui Cui, can you calm down? I assure you there will be no problem. Sit down and wait. Let's have a cup of tea and chat about everyone's experiences during this time."
Cui Cui said, "What do I have to talk about? I'm just a full-time housewife. In addition to my fixed allowance, I also have money for clothes and cosmetics every month. Overall, I'm very satisfied with my current life. But do you know what we used to do? It's a shameful identity. So my in-laws strongly oppose me. If I can't get the car properly repaired, I will never be able to enjoy this comfortable life again."
Zhao Ling said enviously, "The life of the rich is so good. When can I reach your level? You don't have to go to work every day, you have endless money, you can indulge in shopping whenever you want, and you have no worries at all."
Cui Cui said, "It's simple. Just find a rich man and marry him. With your figure and looks, you'll definitely marry a husband who's richer than me."
Zhao Ling said, "It's not as simple as you think. Rich people are all bad. Marrying one of them would mean living in constant fear. It's best to marry someone who is currently poor but has potential. If the couple has gone through hardships together, he will definitely cherish his wife when he becomes rich in the future."
Cui Cui said, "It's not easy to find a promising prospect. Could it be that you've taken a liking to your boss?"
Zhao Ling said, "What good would it do if I took a liking to him? I don't even know if he would marry me."
Cui Cui said, "A woman as seductive as you, I think as long as you give him a little sweetness, you can seduce him into bed. You're so good in bed, as long as you let him taste the pleasure, how could he leave you? He'll be begging you to marry him. You'll give him whatever he wants then. What's money? For rich people, the last thing they lack is money."
Zhao Ling retorted, "Get lost! What's so great about my skills in bed? You haven't even tried. I'm perfectly innocent. Don't try to give me any of that flirtatious label. My boss will be furious if he hears it."
Just then, Zhao Qiang drove back. Cui Cui didn't have time to talk to Zhao Ling anymore and rushed out of the repair shop. When she saw that the Mercedes was intact, she cried with excitement, "It's really fixed! I don't know what to say to express my gratitude. Zhao Ling, your boss is really amazing. I suspect he bought me a new car."
Zhao Ling followed her out and said, "You wish! My boss isn't rich. Where would he get the money to buy you a new car? Even if he did, it would be for us employees. You should step back."
Cui Cui opened the car door to inspect the interior. It was indeed her original car. Even if Zhao Qiang could buy her a new one, it would be impossible for him to make the interior decoration exactly the same in such a short time. As for whether the engine and other parts had been replaced, Cui Cui didn't care at all. She was just grateful that there were no problems with the exterior.
Zhao Qiang handed the key to Cuicui and said, "I have successfully completed my mission."
Cui Cui took the keys and asked cautiously, "Is 30,000 yuan really enough?"
Zhao Qiang said, "This is the best we can do, whether it's enough or not. You and Zhao Ling are good friends, so you definitely have to help with this."
Cui Cui clasped her hands in a hearty gesture and said, "Thank you, thank you, Zhao Ling. Your boss is such a good person. I need to hurry home and park the car. Anything that happens after that is none of my business. Amitabha! I've finally survived the ordeal. Zhao Ling, I'll treat you to dinner another day. Bring your boss along, okay? I'm off now."
Cui Cui's heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, finally settled down. Now she couldn't wait to go home to return the car. Zhao Ling didn't stop her. After the car that was taking her disappeared from sight, Zhao Ling turned around and asked Zhao Qiang, "What happened? I really can't tell that there was a car accident. Are you sure you didn't just buy a new car? There's no time to repair it."
Zhao Qiang took out the 30,000 yuan from his bag and threw it to Zhao Ling: "Is that enough for the advertising fee?"
Zhao Ling was stunned: "No way, you didn't use a single penny of the 30,000 yuan? How... how did you fix the car?"
Zhao Qiang laughed and said, "I have my own way, you don't need to worry about it. As long as you can make money back, that's fine."
Zhao Ling said, "But I won't be able to sleep until I solve this mystery."
Zhao Qiang said, "I'll lull you to sleep."
Zhao Ling kicked Zhao Qiang: "Get lost, all you're good for is groping people."
Zhao Qiang said, "Whether I have the ability or not, you haven't tested it."
Zhao Ling said, "How about we try it tonight?"
Zhao Qiang said, "Alright, I'll be waiting for you."
Weighing the 30,000 yuan in her hand, Zhao Ling said, "I think it's better not to run this advertisement. It's just giving money to TV stations and printers who put up flyers. If you have this kind of ability, we can find business ourselves. Can you really fix everything? And so quickly?"
Zhao Qiang said, "Except for people."
Zhao Ling said, "I'm going out to run business tomorrow. If things continue at this pace, I might really be able to return home in glory this Chinese New Year. I'm really looking forward to it."
This full utilization of energy brought Zhao Qiang great benefits. In addition to earning 30,000 yuan in maintenance fees, some modification programs for repair tools also appeared in his brain. For example, the three-proof shirt and running shoes. Although Zhao Qiang already had these two pieces of equipment, the restoration of the modification programs gave him a better understanding of the performance of these two pieces of equipment.
With the 30,000 yuan, Zhao Ling didn't go to the bank anymore. The two of them simply closed the repair shop and went to Chen Xinxin's house. On the way, they bought some nutritional supplements. When they opened the door, Chen Xinxin was sitting in the small room reading a book, looking bored.
"How's it going, Zhao Ling? Are you rich now?" Chen Xinxin was very concerned about this question.