Chapter 4: The First Pot of Gold

Wanton youth, making people fly!

Facing the cool breeze on his face, Wang Xiang rode his bicycle and couldn't help but open his hands to embrace the future.

I spent a little time repairing my bike in the morning, and I browsed the same city electromechanical forum on the Internet while I was having breakfast, searching for a bounty that my current technology could handle.

There are indeed a lot of bounties on the electromechanical forum. However, most of them are consulting questions for tens of dollars, and there are also small bounties of hundreds to thousands of dollars that require personal on-site repairs.

casually replied to a few questions about mechanical repair and maintenance, and by the way, sent a private message to the bounty holder with his Alipay account.

"Unlucky! The car broke down near the Yangyang hot pot restaurant on Jiangjun Road, do you have any friends who live near here, and where is the nearest auto repair shop from here? How much is the phone number?"

Just when Wang Xiang was bored browsing the forum, a new post popped up, but it didn't take half a minute to be squeezed into the second position!

Wang Xiang's eyes lit up when he looked at this message.

Yangyang hot pot restaurant on Jiangjun Road, Wang Xiang knows that he passes by there every day when he goes to and from work. It's less than two kilometers from where he is now, and it doesn't take you to get there in five minutes by bike!

The car broke down, and I had to find an auto repair shop again, so it must be repaired.

If it was an ordinary car breaking down, Wang Xiang didn't bother to care.

However, the landlord sent a picture, although it mainly took pictures of the signboard of Yangyang hot pot restaurant, but the corner of the photo showed that Wang Xiang's heart moved.

That's the Mercedes A200 fashion model, which costs a whopping three million!

Wang Xiang doesn't have much research on cars, just knows some famous brands.

Medium and high-end cars such as Mercedes-Benz, BMW, and Audi, as well as low-end models such as QQ and god cars. Wang Xiangdu can only match the car logo with the brand, if you ask him which one is which, it will be embarrassing.

I don't know you at all!

However, Mercedes-Benz A200 is one of the few luxury cars he knows.

Just yesterday, when I took a lunch break at work, when I went to the cafeteria and passed by the office building, I saw a Mercedes-Benz of the same color as in the photo!

It was the car of the general manager of his factory.

Every day, when colleagues in the factory pass by the office building, they point to the million-level Audi A8L, Mercedes A200, Mercedes-Benz S600 and Porsche Cayenne parked at the door of the office building, and there is a discussion!

Hearing such discussions almost every day, Wang Xiang, who was already curious, couldn't help but be familiar with the Mercedes A200.

Putting down the chopsticks in his hand, Wang Xiang clicked on the landlord's mailbox and prepared to chat with the landlord privately.

"Hello with rice in the daily clear soup! I saw the post you just made, and I happen to be not far from you. It just so happens that I am also an auto mechanic, so I should be able to help you check the car, and if the problem is not big, I can also help you solve it! If you really need help, please call: 13823XXXXXX. Wang Xiang lied and didn't blink, he had never repaired a car at all, and with the confidence brought by the mechanical maintenance skills he had just obtained, he was ready to take this order by himself.

If the problem is not small, the maintenance fee will be more than 10,000 yuan or 20,000 yuan, which is really not a problem for this kind of tyrant who plucks his leg hair thicker than others' thighs.

Less than a minute after the message was sent, Wang Xiang's mobile phone rang!

Looking at the strange call on the screen, the corners of Wang Xiang's mouth curled, and he was not hypocritical, and he answered it directly.

"Hey, hello! I'm Wang Xiang, who are you?" asked Wang Xiang a little knowingly.

"Hey, Mr. Wang, hello, did you send me a private message on the electromechanical forum just now?" the other party asked politely.

"Are you the poster who makes the daily soup mixed with rice?" Wang Xiang said.

"Yes, Master Wang, if you are free now, can you go here on Jiangjun Road to help me repair the car? Please rest assured, I will pay you a certain amount of labor fees." ”

"No problem, I'm nearby, I'll be there in five minutes!" Wang Xiang said.

Wang Xiang didn't have any professional tools, nor did he prepare some parts that might be damaged, because his confidence in his basic maintenance skills made him feel that he didn't need them at all.

The parts are damaged and need to be replaced, and that's because the repairmen aren't skilled enough. Wang Xiang knows that if the parts are damaged, with his current ability, he can also repair the parts on the spot.

Riding a bicycle, rushed to the scene.

Wang Xiang got off his bicycle and pushed towards a young man in his thirties who was leaning on the Mercedes body.

"Hello, I'm Wang Xiang! Auto mechanic, is Mr. a daily soup mixed with rice?" Wang Xiang greeted politely.

The young man put away his mobile phone, looked at Wang Xiang slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he immediately let go, and said with a stylized smile on the corner of his mouth: "Master Wang, hello! My real surname is Zhao, you can call me Brother Zhao or Lao Zhao, this time I really trouble you!"

"You're welcome!" Wang Xiang noticed the other party's inadvertent slight wrinkles, and also understood that the other party had doubts after seeing that he was empty-handed. But the other party's good education prevented him from making inappropriate ridicule and questioning.

At the same time, Wang Xiang also understands that the two titles of Lao Zhao and Brother Zhao are mostly just polite, if he really calls him that, then he must be a fool who doesn't know human accidents in the eyes of the other party.

"Mr. Zhao, can you borrow a tool from the car?" Wang Xiang said politely.

I don't know what's going on, the first time he came into contact with this situation, Wang Xiang was not nervous at all, and even he himself was a little strange.

You know, he didn't have a lot of guts.

"No problem! Mr. Zhao didn't say anything, still with a smile on his face.

Although this smile gives people a feeling like a spring breeze, in Wang Xiang's view, it is a bit of procedural hypocrisy.

After inspecting the car, Wang Xiang found that the car was not a big problem, and it was even more minor than he expected.

After taking the wet paper handed over by Mr. Zhao, Wang Xiang wiped the oil stains on his hands, and said matter-of-factly: "Mr. Zhao, the car is not a big problem. However, I'm on vacation today, and I don't have the tools with me, so I can only help you deal with it a little. It should be done in 10 minutes. ”

The car is just a broken down caused by a dirty fuel injector, which is not a big problem and does not need to be overhauled. Just clean up the stains on the injector a little and let the car run normally.

Wang Xiang also understands that tens of thousands of them are in vain. Without tools, even if it is repaired, this Mr. Zhao will not appreciate it, so it is better to earn some technical fees.

"What's wrong with the car?" can you tell me about it?" Mr. Zhao asked politely.

Wang Xiang didn't hide it, and directly explained it to him. And also explained to him that after he dealt with it a little, he would be able to start, and there would be no more problems in a short period of time, but the problem was not really solved. And remind that it is best to overhaul the car when you have time.

Wang Xiang sorted out the tools, closed the hood, and said to Mr. Zhao: "You try it, you can start it." ”

Mr. Zhao smiled and nodded in understanding.

Sure enough, Wang Xiang didn't say anything big, and the car was indeed able to start.

"Master Wang, thank you very much! Come, this is eight hundred yuan, a little heart, please don't dislike it!"

Wang Xiang did not shirk, politely accepted the eight red bills handed over by the other party, and thanked him.