Hanjiang Road is home to many 4S shops, known as a famous automobile sales center in Jiangcheng.
In the past few years, the BYD 4S store was nearly bankrupt, but with the increasing popularity of electric vehicles in recent years and BYD's accumulated expertise in batteries and related technologies, the company has seen an explosive growth. Last year, their total sales reached 3 million vehicles, a figure previously unimaginable.
Yang Hao, filled with excitement, walked into the store and was immediately taken to the VIP lounge by the staff after explaining his purpose for the visit.
After all, this was a distinguished Wangyang U8 owner and could not be neglected.
After processing the relevant procedures and getting the license plate from the vehicle management office, it was nearly four in the afternoon when the whole process was finished.
Yang Hao sat in the driver's seat of the Wangyang U8, feeling content.
Before his five hotpot restaurants closed down, Yang Hao had never bought a genuine million-yuan luxury car. Even in his most triumphant years, just to keep up appearances, he bought a second-hand Maserati Ghibli. The quality of that car was so-so; it was mainly about the emblem, which looked quite impressive when driven out.
But now, this Wangyang U8 is a bona fide million-yuan luxury car with a color choice of Dragon Stone Green that looks both grand and of high quality.
Driving on the road, the turnover rate may not be one hundred percent, but it was close, especially where almost every man's gaze was fixed, unable to move away. Anyone with a slight interest in cars knew that BYD had launched a million-yuan luxury car, so much so that many joked: in the past, those without money bought BYD, but now those without money can't buy BYD.
The price tag is 1.09 million, and it would cost over 1.2 million on the road!
If a few years ago, a domestic car dared to have such a price, it would have been ridiculed to oblivion.
Of course, even now, there's no shortage of criticism.
No helping it; there are just too many spineless folks and Akita dogs around!
In their minds, anything from abroad is good, while domestic products are inferior!
If you buy a Japanese car, for heaven's sake, you won't need to wash it for a year; the Akitas will lick it clean for you.
Four-thirty.
Yang Hao arrived at the gate of Belle Kindergarten in his brand-new Wangyang U8.
At that time, the roadside was already lined with many parents' cars, although most were affordable family cars costing around one hundred thousand, with a few better ones such as Mercedes-Benz C and Audi A4L.
Since there was nowhere to park at the gate, Yang Hao had to park a bit further away.
"Yang, why aren't you wearing your uniform today? Didn't go to work?"
As Yang Hao walked to the entrance of the kindergarten, Mrs. Zhang Guilin, who was already familiar with him, immediately came over to chat.
"I switched jobs, so I'm not delivering food for the time being," Yang Hao responded casually. Mrs. Zhang Guilin was quite enthusiastic but liked to grab hold of people for a chat, a common issue among many elderly people.
"Changed jobs? That's great news. Where are you working now?" Mrs. Zhang Guilin inquired.
"Kind of started my own business," Yang Hao replied noncommittally.
"Starting your own business, that's incredible!"
"Yang, let me introduce a girlfriend to you, my niece, very beautiful!"
Mrs. Zhang Guilin had mentioned a few times lately that she wanted to set Yang Hao up with someone, and previously, because Yang Hao was just a delivery guy, her enthusiasm was not especially high. But now, hearing that Yang Hao was starting his own business, her eagerness soared.
"Mrs. Zhang, thank you," Yang Hao expressed.
"However, I'm not considering it at the moment," he said, shaking his head gently.
"It's not like you two have to end up together; just meet and see how things go. It's good to have more friends. I'll send your WeChat to her and you guys can chat casually..."
Mrs. Zhang Guilin seemed determined this time, and since she had talked to this extent, it was difficult for Yang Hao to refuse any longer. In any case, it wouldn't be a big deal— at most, his WeChat list would have one more "corpse."
And whether the other party would add him was still uncertain. After all, those Mrs. Zhang Guilin could introduce to him must be those older unmarried women, colloquially known as "leftover women."
Such women were extremely discerning and picky, with some being rather pretentious. Regarding things like adding to WeChat, they might not take the initiative to do so.
While the two were talking, the kindergarten teacher had already begun leading the children out from the classrooms.
"Daddy, daddy..."
Most of the parents who came to pick up their children were mothers or grandparents, but standing at 182 cm, Yang Hao towered over the crowd, making him quite conspicuous.
Xixi caught sight of her dad in an instant and started calling out to him with bounces and jumps.
Yang Hao waved to his precious daughter in response.
Seeing her dad's gesture, the little girl immediately waved goodbye to her neighbor, "Bye, Mrs. Qiqi."
"Mm, bye, Xixi."
Jiang Yuqi also waved to Xixi, and then she gave a slight nod to Yang Hao in the crowd.
Yang Hao usually wore his Kangaroo delivery service uniform, which was hardly a fashion statement, but today he was dressed in casual attire which gave him the air of a mature man. His tall and burly figure also conveyed a sense of security.
Thinking of Xixi's morning request to act as "mommy," Jiang Yuqi couldn't help but imagine herself standing beside Yang Hao, her height being 165 cm while he was clearly over 180 cm. This was the height difference she liked, and standing by his side would give her a feeling of being protected and cherished.
Externally, they were quite a good match, if only he wasn't just 'uncle' age!
Nowadays, many girls in their early twenties like older men.
But the reality is, age alone doesn't make one a 'dashing uncle'!
Age is just a factor, one becomes an uncle when they reach a certain age and have money; those who don't have money are just greasy old men!
In Jiang Yuqi's eyes, Yang Hao wasn't greasy, but he was just a good old man who was nice to his daughter.
Not a good match!
"Daddy, why didn't you ride the electric scooter today?"
By now, Xixi was in Yang Hao's arms, her little head resting on her father's shoulder, asking in a soft, tender voice.
"Daddy bought a new car, and I'll drive Xixi home."
Yang Hao said with a smile.
"Ah? A small car??"
Xixi was a bit surprised, her large eyes blinking. She remembered that the family used to have a car, but after her dad's hot pot restaurant closed down, the car was sold.
In kindergarten, the children occasionally talked about whether their families had cars. Xixi found herself unable to join in these conversations, and some annoying kids would say things like Xixi's family didn't have a car. Of course, these kids didn't really mean to mock; they just wanted to boast about having a car at home.
But the sensible Xixi never told her father about these things, knowing that he was already working hard to make money.
"Yeah, a small car."
Yang Hao nodded with a smile.
"Wow, we have a car in our family now!"
"Daddy, you're so awesome~!" Xixi cheered exuberantly.
Yang Hao affectionately tousled his beloved daughter's hair. When Xixi was happy, her old dad was even happier.
It didn't take long for the father and daughter to reach the parked car by the roadside. Yang Hao pointed to the U8 gazed upon by two onlookers and told Xixi, "There, that's Xixi's car from now on."
"Oh!"
Xixi nodded in delightful surprise, then carefully examined the big fellow parked by the roadside and pouted, "Daddy is lying!"
"Huh?"
Yang Hao was a bit flustered, "How is daddy lying?"
Xixi placed one little hand on her hip and said earnestly, "This isn't a small car, it's a big car!"