Divine Lucky Star
Chapter 342 - Chapter 342 Chapter 341 Numbness Ive been tricked

Chapter 342: Chapter 341: Numbness, I’ve been tricked! Chapter 342: Chapter 341: Numbness, I’ve been tricked! Building roads is serious business; prosperity follows infrastructure development. The old town where Wang Hao’s ancestors lived would benefit greatly if the roads were properly fixed. Tapping into the mountain springs or creating a tourist attraction there could be seen as a boon for the village. After all, it’s all part of the Wang family, so it’s not like we’re dealing with outsiders.

“This is definitely good news, I don’t see a problem with it,” Wang Hao nodded eagerly, smiling, “I’ll take good care of them when they get here. How many people are coming, by the way?”

The uncle thought for a moment before responding, “I guess around five or six people. They’re taking it pretty seriously this time, considering it’s our ancestor’s wish, so everyone who can make it is coming.”

Five or six people–our car won’t have enough seats.

Wang Hao thought for a bit, then took out his phone, “Then I’ll make a call and borrow a car. Mine won’t be big enough.”

“Yeah, indeed,” his father nodded, “You have so many friends, just borrow a spacious one.”

“I know.” Wang Hao went out to make the call. He scrolled through his contacts quickly and found Ren Xing’s number, then dialed it directly.

Wang Hao: “Fatty, what are you up to?”

Ren Xing: “Brother Hao, what’s going on? Man, you’re awesome, going to my second uncle’s film crew and blowing their minds with your talk! Haha!”

Wang Hao: “Heh, that’s nothing big. I need a favor from you.”

Ren Xing: “We’re brothers, just say what you need!”

Wang Hao: “I have some relatives coming over to take care of some business in the next few days, and I’m planning to help them out. Do you have a more spacious car? Mine can only fit five people at most, and it’s not enough.”

Ren Xing: “No problem, I’ll definitely sort it out for you, Brother Hao! Don’t you worry, I’ll get you a badass, top-class car, and I’ll bring it over tomorrow!”

Wang Hao: “Haha, then that’s settled. Oh, I ran into your second uncle a couple of days ago, heh.”

Ren Xing: “My second uncle?! Isn’t he busy with a TV drama lately?”

Wang Hao: “Right, and I’m currently working as a scriptwriter on his set. I’m pretty lucky, my screenplay got picked up for a game adaptation–sold for ten million! I’ll pay you back for the house when I get a chance, and this time you better not refuse. I’m flush with cash now, so I can’t just take advantage of you.”

Ren Xing: “Ah, Brother Hao, look at you being all formal. Alright, between us brothers, just let me know whenever you need money!”

Wang Hao: “What else is there to say!”

After hanging up the phone, Wang Hao walked back in, all smiles, “Got the car. My friend says it’s high class.”

“Knew Little Hao had clout!” Upon hearing that Wang Hao had managed to borrow a high-class car, the uncle slapped his thigh and laughed, “Although we’re all family here, it’s still important to keep up appearances. Alright, it’s settled then, come on, let’s drink!”

“Haha, our Haoer is really standing on his own two feet now,” his father was extremely pleased and immediately raised his glass, “Drink up, drink up!”

…

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Having closed his stall for the day, Wang Wenjun went home for dinner. As they ate, he spoke to his wife, “Guess who I ran into today?”

“You spend all day meeting all sorts of oddballs, and you never think to replace our busted dining table,” his wife said, not looking up from her phone, “Who was it then?”

“Wang Hao from the east end of our village!” Wang Wenjun said, “Geez, that guy was strutting around with a foreign girl on his arm, putting on airs. He says he does crosstalk at the Happy People Stage and is chummy with the boss. Told me I could perform there and earn more than I do now. Oh, he also mentioned that Yue Peng is his classmate, which I almost laughed myself to death over.”

“Huh?” His wife suddenly looked up, intrigued, “Is that what he said?”

Now it was Wang Wenjun’s turn to be curious, “Yeah, why?”

“Are you stupid or what?” his wife said irritably. “They say they can get you a gig, why do you care if it’s just bragging? Why not go and find out if it’s true? What if it’s real, are you trying to avoid making money?”

“Eh? That actually makes sense!” Upon hearing his wife’s words, Wang Wenjun suddenly slapped his thigh and got dressed. “I’ll go check it out right now! If he’s really there, I can earn an extra thousand or two a month–that would be great!”

He hurriedly got dressed and left the house. Soon, he arrived at the Happy People Stage. The show hadn’t started yet, so Wang Wenjun went straight up to the doorman and asked, “Grandpa, do you have a show tonight? Can I see the program list? If it’s something interesting, I might come to watch tonight.”

The doorman pointed to a poster on the wall and said, “Yes, it’s right there, take a look and see if there’s anything you like.”

“Alright!” Wang Wenjun went over to look and quickly found the comic dialogue section: “Comic dialogue: Yue Peng, Xu Bin…”

After looking around twice and not finding Wang Hao’s name, Wang Wenjun angrily slapped his thigh: “Damn it, I’ve been had! I should have known this guy was just bluffing! Talking about promoting me, a guy who graduated from a no-name university. I’m the one who should be promoting you! What a waste of time! To be the final act’s supporting act– even if I wait another three to five years, it’ll never happen. I must have been out of my mind to believe you! The round-trip fare is over fifty bucks, just wasted, damn it!”

…

The next morning, Wang Hao was woken up by a phone call.

Wang Hao: “Hello, who is it?”

The person on the other side, speaking cautiously: “Is this Brother Hao?”

Wang Hao, all smiles: “Ah, yes, it’s me, you are…”

“I’m Meng Yu,” the young voice on the phone said with a laugh. “I’m a friend of Mr. Ren, and I’ve come to deliver a car to you. I’m downstairs in your complex right now.”

“Ah, Meng Yu, hello, hello,” Wang Hao jumped out of bed and said with a laugh, “You’ve come to deliver a car to me? Alright, wait a moment for me to get ready and I’ll come downstairs.”

Meng Yu: “Sure, take your time; I’ll wait a bit longer.”

Wang Hao quickly got up, washed up, and got dressed. His mom asked from the kitchen, “Haoer, who was that?”

“A friend of Ren Xing, they’ve brought the car down,” Wang Hao replied as he hurriedly opened the door and went downstairs. “You guys eat first; I’m going to check it out.”

“Has it really been delivered?” His mother walked out of the kitchen, her heart filled with joy, and said with a laugh, “Our Haoer is really something, a word from him and the company people deliver a car right to our doorstep.”

At this point, the old lady praised him: “Little Hao is really going places now, our family is counting on him, impressive!”

By the time Wang Hao got downstairs, he saw a spirited young man waiting by the security guard, looking around. When he saw Wang Hao, he immediately greeted him, “Is this Brother Hao?”

“Are you Meng Yu?” Wang Hao gave him a quick once-over–a plain-looking guy around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, but clean and tidy, pleasing to the eyes. Wang Hao smiled and said, “Have you brought the car for me?”

“Yep, right this way, please,” Meng Yu led Wang Hao to the gate. Wang Hao burst into laughter upon seeing a minivan Meng Yu was pointing at, “Hahaha, Ren Xing, this guy is really reliable, he actually sent me this car! A Toyota Alphard! This is a nice car!”

A Toyota Alphard could certainly be counted among the top commercial vehicles; the base model alone cost over eight hundred thousand, and with a few additional features, the price would go up by another couple hundred thousand!

Among the wealthy in the Heavenly People’s Republic, those who drove Alphards were considered richer than those with Land Rovers. The car definitely belonged to those who wanted to keep a low profile while still showing off their status, like the past superstar Liu Dehua who owned one.

Now, the fact that Ren Xing had sent him this car proved he was truly a close brother–totally awesome and reliable!

“Brother Hao, not bad for a car, right?” Meng Yu said with a smile standing nearby. “Mr. Ren said this car is worth one point six million on the road, which makes it one of the best in the commercial vehicle category. He didn’t want you to lose face in front of your friends, so he picked out the best one to send over.”

“Not bad at all,” what else was there to say, Wang Hao immediately nodded: “This one it is, quite impressive.”

After praising the car once more, he glanced around and noticed a truck parked on the side of the road, loaded with a pile of office supplies–desks, chairs, computers, and other items. Curious, he asked, “Did you bring these things too?”

“Yep,” Meng Yu nodded and said with a smile, “Mr. Ren’s company is planning a major redecoration, and he said to throw all these old office items out. However, it seemed a waste to discard them, so I suggested we sell them off at the second-hand market. No matter how much they fetch, it’s still money, isn’t it?”

“Haha, you sure know how to account for things,” now that he got the Toyota Alphard, Wang Hao was ready to get a feel for it and said,” Come on, let’s get in! We’ll go sell this stuff together, and the money we make can be shared as bonuses with the crew.”