Chen Xinxin agreed: "Okay, if it's really Zhao Qiang, we should stop him. I didn't expect him to find a job repairing bicycles. What is this? It's so disrespectful to the two of us."
"Hey handsome, my bike chain is loose, how do you fix it?" A girl who looked like a monster was pushing a light women's bike.
Zhao Qiang picked it up and scanned the entire frame of the bike. It was a cheap knock-off. After scanning, he determined that the loose chain was not due to the rear wheel moving forward. The distance the rear wheel shifted forward was not enough to compensate for the loose chain. Therefore, he needed to cut off one chain loop to correct the defect.
"I'll cut a chain, it'll only take two minutes, I'll charge you five yuan." Zhao Qiang's price wasn't low; the old man who used to repair cars only charged two yuan, but now Zhao Qiang was bargaining based on the situation. With so many onlookers, his reputation was worth three yuan.
The dinosaur girl tossed over ten yuan: "Okay, no rush, take your time fixing it."
Zhao Qiang laid the bicycle on its side, making sure to place a canvas on the ground to avoid damaging the bike; otherwise, it would be troublesome if the girl demanded compensation. He then placed a block under the chain and picked up a hammer and chisel. The bicycle chain was made of short, thin metal posts that were interlocked. Zhao Qiang needed to remove these metal posts, cut off the excess chain length, and then interlock the remaining chain. With precise calculations and control of his strength, he first used two hammer blows to cut off the excess chain, then used one blow to interlock the remaining chain length, before lifting the bicycle and righting it.
"Beautiful lady, it's finished." Zhao Qiang shook the foot pedal; the tension was just right.
Dinosaur Girl exclaimed in amazement: "Wow, less than a minute! Handsome, your skills are amazing! Watching you repair cars is an art form. Can I have your phone number? Oh, that way I can contact you immediately if my car breaks down again."
Zhao Qiang chuckled: "Sorry, I don't have a cell phone. You can come here often to enjoy yourself. The bicycle isn't heavy; if it breaks down outside, you can just push it here to get it repaired."
The girls watching nearby were gossiping: "He can fix bicycles in one go no matter what the action is. Even a master mechanic couldn't do that. Look at his designer clothes, is he doing performance art?"
"Yes, even if children from poor families work, they don't need to come here to repair bicycles."
"Ask him for his contact address, maybe I can hook up with him someday." Girls born in the 90s are all daring and decisive; they generally prioritize a man's appearance before considering his wealth. So this behavior is normal. Zhao Qiang's appearance, after being "rebooted," is based entirely on his handsome looks. It would be strange if he couldn't seduce them. Even beauties like Chen Xinxin and Zhao Ling couldn't resist his allure, let alone ordinary girls.
"Xiaoqiang, what are you doing here? Look how dirty your hands are, wash them quickly." Zhao Ling swayed her slender waist as she pushed through the crowd. She grabbed Zhao Qiang's hand and took it to the basin to wash with soap. Her intimate gesture seemed to tell the girls watching, "This man is mine, you can all get out of my way."
Zhao Qiang stared at Zhao Ling with a hint of surprise in his eyes. As Zhao Ling washed his hands, she asked, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
Zhao Qiang said, "No, you look really beautiful in this business suit."
Zhao Ling looked herself over. This was her work uniform, which she wore to work. She was a little thin, but it perfectly showed off her figure. Having been used to wearing trendy clothes, the sudden change to an office lady image felt refreshing.
Chen Xinxin squeezed through the crowd a little slower, so she arrived at the repair stall only now. She took out her phone and handed it to Zhao Qiang, saying, "Xiao Qiang, this is the phone we bought for you. Keep it safe, it will be convenient to contact you in the future."
Zhao Qiang was a little embarrassed, "Why are you buying me things again? I don't need them."
Chen Xinxin firmly said, "No, you must take it with you. We need to know your location at all times to prevent any ungrateful vixens from seducing you."
The girls watching scoffed and turned to leave. Chen Xinxin and Zhao Ling were far beyond their level, and their intimate actions with Zhao Qiang clearly indicated they weren't just ordinary friends. They were still somewhat self-aware.
Zhao Ling complained, "Zhao Qiang, why did you come here to repair bicycles? You didn't even discuss it with us beforehand."
Zhao Qiang said, "Didn't I embarrass you two?"
Zhao Ling said, "That's not what we meant. It's just that what you're doing makes us very uneasy. It's not like we can't afford to support you."
Zhao Qiang said, "Car repair is just the beginning. Don't worry, I'll have new work waiting for me in a few days."
Zhao Qiang was adamant, and the two girls couldn't persuade him otherwise, so they had to give up. The two girls went back to work at the mall, while Zhao Qiang stayed behind to continue repairing cars. For lunch, the old man bought ten steamed buns, and the two ate a simple meal. Business was slow in the afternoon, but a surge in repairs occurred at the end of the day. After a busy day, Zhao Qiang received a commission of thirty yuan, which was not bad. In the past, the old man would only have that much money left after a whole day's work. Because he was old and worked slowly, he often lost a lot of customers. But now Zhao Qiang could get rid of them in no time.
After getting off work, the two women went to Zhao Qiang's bicycle repair stall, found a stool, sat down, and waited for Zhao Qiang. One was a young woman and the other a little girl, which was quite attractive to men. Unfortunately, most of the cyclists were women, so this did not have a significant impact on increasing business. On the contrary, the gathering of men in this place affected traffic flow.
The next morning, Zhao Qiang came to work with Zhao Ling and Chen Xinxin. The old man was very happy. "Young man, I thought you weren't coming today. Yesterday I didn't do anything and I made a few more yuan than usual. This business is really satisfying."
Zhao Qiang laughed and said, "Then we'll continue today, but could you give me ten more steamed buns for lunch, sir?"
The old man said, "You have quite an appetite. But I can still afford ten yuan. Okay, I'll buy you ten more buns for lunch today. But if business drops, I won't be able to afford them."
Actually, after yesterday's promotional period, business was only better than yesterday. Before we even set up the stall, a 35 or 36-year-old office lady came to repair her electric bike. In the past, the old man would have refused to help because he couldn't repair electric bikes, but now that Zhao Qiang is in charge, he doesn't care anymore.
"Sir, my car battery suddenly died. Could you take a look? I'm in a hurry to get to work." This office lady was clearly an intellectual woman, because she was carrying a laptop bag on her shoulder.
Zhao Qiang said, "Okay, sit down for a while, I'll fix it right away."
Zhao Qiang first scanned the electric vehicle's power system. He even short-circuited the battery output with a thin copper wire. Snap! The copper wire burned out due to the strong current. It seemed there was a fault in the wiring. Zhao Qiang followed the wiring scan and found a fuse in the junction box under the pedal. The fuse inside had blown.
Simply replacing the fuse seems unreliable, since the fuse burned out because of excessive current. The key issue is what caused the unstable current. Zhao Qiang had detailed images of various car models in his mind, and after comparing them with the scanned physical object, he concluded that the problem was with the electric vehicle's controller. However, the old man's stall did not have this part, so Zhao Qiang asked the woman for her opinion.
“Then let’s replace it. I don’t mind if it’s expensive, as long as it can be repaired. It’s cheaper than going to a repair shop, right? My car is already out of warranty,” the woman said.
Zhao Qiang said, "It definitely has to be cheap, and I guarantee it can be repaired, but I don't have the part here."
The old man said, "I'll just go to the parts store up ahead and buy a part. I'm just afraid you can't wait."
The woman glanced at her watch: "It is indeed a bit of an emergency, but going to someone else's house for repairs would require pushing the cart a long way, so I'm sorry to trouble you, sir. I'll revise some documents on this bench first, so I won't be too late for work."
The old man said, "Alright, wait for me, I'll be back in a bit."
The woman opened her laptop bag, took out her laptop, placed it on another stool, turned it on, and then began operating the computer with a frown.
Volume 2 [438] Omnipotent
【438】Universal
Zhao Qiang patched two tires, taking an average of three and a half minutes per tire. He scanned the puncture with his X-ray glasses, pulled out the inner tube, smoothed the surface with five strokes, applied some glue, blew in a couple of breaths, applied the special patch for tire repair, and then squeezed the inner tube back in with a firm squeeze. He then handed the customer an air pump so he could inflate the tire himself.
With such a fast repair speed, there was naturally plenty of free time. Zhao Qiang pulled up a stool and sat down next to the woman, glanced at her, and said, "Sister, you're a programmer? I really envy that job."
The office lady said, "What's there to envy? I'm so worried right now."
Zhao Qiang asked, puzzled, "Oh, why?"
The woman said, “We designed a warehouse software for a company that uses the XP operating system, but they suddenly switched to the China Red operating system. Now we need to change the interface, but I don’t know much about the China Red operating system. We spent all night adjusting the interface last night but still couldn’t get it working. I’m still having a headache. If we can’t deliver the software before noon, it will affect their use of it. Even if they don’t claim compensation, it will still damage the company’s reputation.”
Zhao Qiang said, "I have studied the China Red operating system, and it is actually very easy for other software to run."
The woman said, "But when I designed this software, I was completely considering Microsoft's system. Some functions rely on Microsoft's operating system to be implemented, and now I'm really having a headache."
Zhao Qiang chuckled: "Your software is very confidential."
The woman shook her head: "It's nothing. It's just a small company's proprietary warehouse printing software. It doesn't have many functions. What kind of software is worth keeping secret in a small city like ours? Big companies wouldn't even bother with it. They wouldn't even take such junk if it were free."
Zhao Qiang pointed to the computer and said, "Can I take a look? I also like to study programming and have some understanding of the China Red Operating System. Maybe I can help you."
The woman had a good impression of Zhao Qiang. First, Zhao Qiang's appearance was the most attractive thing for a woman. Second, he didn't have the oily smell of a real car mechanic. So the woman handed the laptop to Zhao Qiang. Zhao Qiang washed the dirt off his hands before daring to touch the laptop keyboard.
I first reviewed the program designed by the woman from the beginning. It was indeed not complicated, only about 300 lines of source code. It was basically smooth and didn't need any changes. However, the China Red Operating System had simplified many of its functions, so the software would have incompatibility issues and be unable to use the printer correctly on the China Red Operating System.
Zhao Qiang said, "The program you wrote is very concise. With your talent, you can find a company that is more suitable for you in any big city."
The woman was delighted by Zhao Qiang calling her "sister" repeatedly, and even happier when he praised her for her excellent programming. She giggled and said, "Little brother, you're so good with words. But my husband and children are working and studying here, so I don't want to change environments. Yihai is good too. It's okay if I earn less money, the important thing is that my family can be together."
Zhao Qiang said, "That's true. I think the more important thing is that going to a big city might mean being a low-level employee, so it's better to stay here and be a high-level employee."
The woman glared at Zhao Qiang reproachfully: "Chicken head? Are you praising me or scolding me?"
Zhao Qiang chuckled: "It was just an example, don't be angry, sister."
Just then, the old man came back in a hurry on his bicycle with the controller and several fuses. He felt bad leaving Zhao Qiang to do the work alone. Replacing the controller was simply a matter of unplugging the original plugs and replacing them with the same model, and replacing the fuses with new ones. He turned on the ignition and twisted the throttle, and the electric bike's rear wheel started spinning.
The woman was very happy: "Thank you, sir. My car has been going fast and slow on flat roads lately. It's probably because the controller is about to break. How much is it? I'll pay you."
After paying the bill, the woman turned around and saw that Zhao Qiang had already closed the laptop screen for her. She casually asked, "What's going on? Can you tell what needs to be corrected?"
Zhao Qiang said, "It's all set now. Sister, you can go back and find a computer with the China Red operating system to try it out."
The woman was incredulous: "Really? How is that possible? I plan to spend this morning embedding a few small XP system functions into the program, which will make up for the shortcomings of the China Red operating system."
Zhao Qiang laughed and said, "I've got it sorted out for you. Sister, go back and give it a try."
The woman was skeptical. "Okay, I'll go back and take a look. If it doesn't work, I can overwrite the program you modified with a backup. You said you could embed the function in just a few minutes. Are you kidding me?"
Zhao Qiang handed the notebook to the woman: "Whether it's a lie or not, you'll know when you get back. Goodbye."
The old man carefully put the money he had collected into his wallet. Although it was nearly 50 yuan cheaper than at the electric vehicle repair shop, it still brought him more than 40 yuan in income. If the two of them split the money, they could each earn 20 yuan. No wonder no one wants to repair bicycles anymore; the profit margin is too thin.
"Little Zhao, I didn't know you could fix computers," the old man said.
Zhao Qiang boasted a bit: "That's right, sir. I can fix any vehicle or appliance except for people."
The old man gave a thumbs-up: "A true all-rounder!"
Ding-dong! Zhao Qiang's phone, which he had just bought yesterday, received a text message. He took it out to read it; it was from Zhao Ling: "Darling, what are you doing? I miss you." For two young people who were already sleeping together every night, such a text message was nothing special.
"I miss you." Zhao Qiang typed three words with a smile. Having already acquired a vast amount of knowledge, he was naturally not ignorant of feelings. The more sweet words like this, the better. Compared to Zhao Qiang before he started learning, he now knew half the world.
Ding-dong! Before Zhao Ling could reply to his text message, another message arrived on Zhao Qiang's phone. It was from Chen Xinxin: "My little bodyguard, did Lingling text you? You two are such a pair of scoundrels, you're so caught up in your love affair that you've forgotten all about me. Don't forget who picked you up back then!"
Zhao Qiang chuckled. The morning rush hour was over, so no one was coming to repair his car. He took the opportunity to text the two beautiful women, "Xiao Xinxin, I haven't forgotten. You are like a second parent to me, so I plan to thank you properly tonight."
A short while later, Chen Xinxin's text message arrived first: "Get lost, your so-called gratitude is just an attempt to take advantage of me."
Then Zhao Ling's text message arrived: "Darling, I miss you too. You know, I feel so empty and lonely when I don't see you for even a moment. I've never felt this way about any other boy before. You have to cherish me, or I'll go out and seduce men, cheat on you, and make you drool over me being intimate with other men."
Zhao Qiang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Don't scare me."
Zhao Ling replied, "I just wanted to scare you. These past few days, the girls on our floors have been talking about you. They're even planning to name you the most handsome mechanic. If you dare to have any designs on them, I'll kidnap Xin Xin for you too."
Before Zhao Qiang could reply to Zhao Ling's text message, Chen Xinxin's message arrived again: "Why aren't you replying to my text messages? I saw Zhao Ling was also texting. Did she text you? Are you afraid to admit it?"
Zhao Qiang patted his forehead. He couldn't handle two girls working together. Fortunately, he was getting better and better at using his phone, so he typed faster. "Xin Xin, don't you want me to take advantage of you?"
Then Zhao Qiang sent another message to Zhao Ling: "Let them talk. I'm not the kind of animal that thinks with its lower body."
Chen Xinxin replied, "I want to, but I'm too embarrassed to do it in front of Zhao Ling. Let's rent a place separately." Love is intolerant of any imperfections, even for the most open-minded Zhao Ling and Chen Xinxin. No matter how good their friendship is, they can still be selfish when faced with a man they both like.
Zhao Ling's reply arrived: "But I'm thinking about your lower body. Do you want to do it with me in front of Xin Xin, or should we find a private time for just the two of us? I'm too embarrassed to tell Xin Xin not to come over tonight. Why don't you talk to her?"
Zhao Qiang sighed, unsure how to respond. The two girls would definitely be competing for him, but on the surface they seemed quite close. Being too handsome wasn't a good thing, Zhao Qiang thought to himself.
"Our boss brought some friends, I'll talk to you tonight." Chen Xinxin sent this text message hastily and then went silent. Zhao Ling stopped bothering him; the mall seemed quite busy. Seeing that the repair stall had no business, Zhao Qiang decided to go in and check on them. These two girls, who used to make a living by swindling men, had now reformed. Zhao Qiang should personally go and offer his encouragement and support. Besides, as long as he was there, the two girls would be as close as sisters.
"Brother Guang, pick whichever one you like. If you don't like any of these clothes, you can check out other brands. You won't have to spend a penny." The owner of the Cai Zi brand led a group of people into the store. Following closely behind him was a man with a scorpion tattooed on his neck. Chen Xinxin was so frightened when she saw him that she ran to the fitting room. This man was the one who had been splashed with oil by Zhao Qiang. Chen Xinxin had recently asked around among her friends and they said that Brother Guang had a powerful background and was related to the Chen family, the largest family in the south. No one could afford to offend him.
"Xiao Chen, come out and greet Brother Guang! What are you doing hiding in the fitting room? Don't you want your salary? Let me tell you, if you neglect Brother Guang, I'll deduct your salary!" the talented boss shouted at Chen Xinxin.
A henchman behind Guang Ge stepped forward and opened the fitting room door. Chen Xinxin wasn't very strong, and she couldn't pull the henchman away, so she could only walk out with her head down. However, her chest, tightly wrapped in her uniform, gave her away. Even without looking up, Guang Ge saw right through her and said, "You're the youtiao girl?"
His underlings swarmed around him, their faces still bearing burn marks. Zhao Qiang had essentially disfigured them all. Right now, they wanted nothing more than to devour Zhao Qiang's flesh and blood. But when they left the hospital, even the fried dough stick stall had disappeared, let alone Zhao Qiang. At this moment, they were filled with intense hatred, as if they were enemies.
"Take her away!" Guang Ge practically jumped up. Half a pot of boiling oil had leaked into his chest through his collar, and he was still covered in stubble. His clothes were rubbing against him uncomfortably as he walked. Guang Ge planned to have some fun with a beauty like Chen Xinxin first, and then scald her breasts with oil, as revenge for himself and his brothers.
Whew, Guang Ge felt a sharp pain in his head. A folding chair had suddenly appeared from behind and hit him squarely on the back of the head. Although the force of the blow wasn't great, it hit a vital spot, and Guang Ge immediately collapsed to the ground unconscious.
Zhao Ling threw down the folding chair and grabbed Chen Xinxin, shouting, "Run!" It turned out that Zhao Ling had been watching Chen Xinxin being surrounded. She grabbed a folding chair from the fitting room and rushed over. No matter how she competed with Chen Xinxin for Zhao Qiang, she would definitely rush over without hesitation when Chen Xinxin was in danger.
The owner of the "Talented Man" boutique was dumbfounded. To be honest, he was quite interested in his employee, Chen Xinxin, and had expressed his feelings to her several times, even trying to seduce her with expensive watches and fashionable clothes, but she completely ignored him. That's why the owner of the boutique planned to introduce her to Brother Guang, hoping that Brother Guang might be able to tame these wild horses. Who knew that not only did Brother Guang know her, but before he could even do anything, he was knocked unconscious with a chair. What kind of big brother was he? With such little ability, what was he even worth? He was just arrogant because he had someone protecting him. If it weren't for the Chen family taking care of him, he would probably have been arrested and put to work by now.
Guang Ge fainted, but his underlings did not, so Zhao Ling and Chen Xinxin could not escape. They were girls and could not run fast, and there were many of them. They were stopped before they even left the store. Guang Ge was also helped up and shaken awake, but his head was still dizzy and he couldn't react for a moment. It is unknown whether he will suffer from post-concussion syndrome.
"What are you doing? What are you doing?" Two security guards rushed over after hearing the commotion, and at the same time notified the security guards on other floors via walkie-talkie.
Several thugs blocked the security guard's path, saying arrogantly, "Brother Guang is here, get the hell out of here."
The two security guards were also quite shrewd. As soon as they heard that it was Brother Guang who was handling things, they immediately shut up and shrank back. Although they were responsible for maintaining order in the mall, Brother Guang's reputation was too great for them to afford to offend. They could only report the situation to the head of the security department. How to handle it depended on the leader's opinion. If they offended Brother Guang, they would not only have no credit but would also be criticized or even fired by the leader. The mall did not want to get involved with these thugs, otherwise, how could it have peace in the future?