Although his father had lectured him about frugality and not being reckless with money, Wang Ye could tell that his father was actually quite pleased.
He could hear his father speaking loudly to someone outside while eating breakfast in the living room at home.
The streets of the small town were almost empty at night, but in the morning, they were bustling with people.
Everyone was accustomed to getting up early. Some would go out to exercise, while others would go shopping for groceries to prepare for work.
So, as soon as his father went out and stood beside the Mercedes-Benz, intending to take it for a spin, several neighbors noticed and gathered round.
Everyone was familiar with each other, and they often saw Wang Ye's father driving an old Xiali, so seeing him with a new car aroused their curiosity, and they wanted to know what was going on.
