While Wang An and Wang Li were talking, Wu Dong, Zhang Shuya, and the others were also arguing.
However, what they were arguing about was who would return to Bingcheng to deliver the medicine.
It was unclear what kind of charm this Brother Yu possessed, but these second-generation heirs were arguing until they were red in the face, all scrambling to be the one to go back and deliver the medicine.
In the end, Ma Guoqiang secured the right to go back by using the excuse that there was never anything to do at the Earthquake Chrysanthemum.
Subsequently, Ma Guoqiang drove away in Wu Dong's car.
After Ma Guoqiang left, Wu Dong and the others remained silent for a while before returning to their previous state.
Wu Dong and the others didn't mention what was up with this Brother Yu, and Wang An didn't want to ask, but he had been thinking about his sidecar motorcycle this whole time.
Thus, Wang An said to Wu Dong
"Brother Wu, have you checked the time? Can we go ride the sidecars back?"
Wu Dong looked at his watch and replied casually
"They should be unloaded by now; it's been quite a while."
After saying this, Wu Dong turned to Zhang Shuya and said
"Xiao Ya, can you drive us there?"
At this moment, Zhang Shuya was staring blankly toward the main gate, lost in thought.
Actually, it wasn't just now; since they had gone to buy the medicine, Wang An had noticed that Zhang Shuya was constantly zoning out.
If Wang An hadn't made the sidecar do a sudden "big butt-pop" that gave Zhang Shuya a fright, she wouldn't have shown a single flicker of emotion.
Wang An felt that something was going on here!
And the protagonist of this matter seemed to be this Brother Yu.
Subconsciously, Wang An looked at Wang Shuai, because Wang An knew that Wang Shuai had been pursuing Zhang Shuya, though Zhang Shuya had always been unresponsive.
At this moment, Wang Shuai's face was expressionless, showing neither joy nor anger; he acted as if he were completely blind to the changes in Zhang Shuya.
Of course, ever since Brother Yu was mentioned, Sun Nian had also stopped flirting with Wang An.
It was as if the words "Brother Yu" were a literal "abstinence spell," tightly locking away Sun Nian's desire to offer herself.
Seeing that Zhang Shuya didn't react, Wu Dong raised his voice and shouted
"Xiao Ya, Xiao Ya, I'm talking to you! Do you hear me?"
Only then did Zhang Shuya subconsciously turn her head and ask
"What is it? What's wrong?"
Wu Dong said
"Those four sidecars should be unloaded by now. Let's go drive them back."
Zhang Shuya nodded and said
"Mm-hmm, let's go."
After Zhang Shuya spoke, she got straight into the driver's seat, Sun Nian got into the passenger seat, and Wu Dong, Wang An, and Wang Shuai piled into the back seat.
Wang An noticed that the direction Zhang Shuya was driving was not toward the county railway station, but toward a freight station by the tracks.
Calling it a freight station was a bit much; it was actually just a very large courtyard. Things like coal, timber, building materials, oil, and grain were basically all loaded or unloaded here.
In this era, the vast majority of land transport relied on trains, so this freight station was considered a fairly important place in DJ County.
Soon, Zhang Shuya's car arrived at the entrance of the courtyard.
The gatekeeper had been half-lying in a chair with his eyes closed. When he opened them and saw the jeep, he didn't even stop them before closing his eyes again.
It was unclear if the gatekeeper trusted the license plate or the car itself.
But it had to be said that this gatekeeping job was truly great—the monthly salary was paid on time, and you could just sit there with absolutely nothing to do.
After entering the courtyard, Wang An could see the four brand-new sidecars from a distance. Not far from the sidecars, there were several people in grey worker uniforms moving other goods.
As soon as the car stopped, everyone except Zhang Shuya got out. Just then, a middle-aged man walked out of a nearby building.
It was clear that the middle-aged man knew Wu Dong and the others, but only as acquaintances.
After some brief pleasantries, Wu Dong took the keys from the middle-aged man, along with a stack of paperwork and license plates.
Wang An hadn't misseen; it really was a pile of license plates.
To be honest, Wang An was completely baffled when he saw these plates.
They had the plates ready to go immediately?
He had to admit that these second-generation heirs were truly efficient; they just got everything done in one step.
Wu Dong, Wang Shuai, and the others smoked a cigarette with the middle-aged man and exchanged a few meaningless words before everyone mounted the sidecars and headed back.
Riding his own sidecar, Wang An was truly excited—exceptionally excited.
In his previous life, during his peak, Wang An had many cars and over a dozen motorcycles.
But to be honest, Wang An hadn't found the appropriate joy from those vehicles.
He mostly bought them on a whim and left them to gather dust after playing with them for a couple of days.
The current Wang An was completely different; most importantly, his mindset had changed.
Now, Wang An felt that this was what living actually felt like; these were actual days.
Four sidecars appearing together on the county streets was indeed quite a sight in this era.
And most importantly, there was a beautiful woman among them riding a bike.
Therefore, almost every passerby would subconsciously glance at this four-bike convoy.
Then they would say
"Holy shit! That's so badass!"
Or
"Oh wow, these people are really rich, so damn badass!"
Of course, those saying these things were people with a normal mindset.
Those with an abnormal mindset would say with great disdain
"Fuck, what are they showing off for? What the hell is there to be smug about!"
Or
"So what if they have money? Why act like that? Who knows what shady way they got that money from?"
To be honest, people who said these things were truly disgusting. Simply put, they couldn't stand to see others doing well, yet they themselves were lazy as dogs.
The most annoying part was that they insisted on blathering on to express their impoverished views.
Actually, the phrase Wang An liked most when people cursed him was
"You're just fucking rich!"
Whenever Wang An heard this, he felt very happy, though he didn't quite understand why.
Riding the sidecars, the group soon returned to Wu Dong's courtyard.
At this time, Wang Li had found a rag from somewhere and was intently wiping down his hand-tractor.
As for He Liang, he was squatting there, smoking and watching Wang Li wipe the vehicle with a bored expression, occasionally chatting with him.
Hearing the unique "bang-bang-bang-bang" sound of the motorcycles, He Liang immediately stood up and walked toward the group, while Wang Li stopped wiping the vehicle, though his face remained full of excitement.
Wang An felt that if the hand-tractor weren't so large, Wang Li would definitely tuck it into bed with him before sleeping at night.
At this moment, Wang Li was clearly in the state of "a poor man getting a donkey."
(End of Chapter)