SFS Chapter 339 The Plan to Upgrade from Slingshot to Cannon: The "Big Pants" storms into the
Chapter 339 The Plan to Upgrade from Slingshot to Cannon: The "Big Pants" storms into the
"Hey? Busy man, you finally remembered me?"
On the other end of the phone, Su Qing's clear yet slightly coquettish voice came through.
It sounds just like a handful of icy spring water on a hot summer day.
Jiang Chen smiled and leaned back in the large boss's chair.
He looked out the window at the outline of the ecological park's dome, his tone relaxed.
"Qingqing, are you free?"
"Come with me to the city, let's buy a few cars to play with."
This idea didn't just come on a whim.
Since the construction of the Houshan Ecological Park progressed rapidly, the yield of various vegetables and fruits in the greenhouses has also doubled.
The shortcomings in logistics were exposed.
Every morning, Wang Dagou's security team would drive those Mercedes-Benz G-Class cars that they had bought for patrols and to make a good impression.
Under the strange gazes of the entire village, they stuffed baskets of mud-covered radishes and strawberries into the trunk of a luxury car worth millions.
Then they painstakingly transport the goods to food processing plants and logistics centers.
The scene, no matter how you look at it, exudes a somewhat incongruous air of nouveau riche.
In Jiang Chen's words, it was really beneath him.
This isn't a Mercedes-Benz G-Class, it's practically the world's most expensive farm tricycle.
He figured it was time to go to a large auto dealership in the city and replace some of the village's equipment with new ones.
We need to specially purchase a batch of durable and imposing high-end imported pickup trucks for short-distance transportation.
We also need to acquire several large refrigerated transport vehicles and engineering vehicles to prepare for the full operation of the eco-park and the development of tourism projects in the future.
This is called upgrading from a slingshot to a cannon.
Jiang Chen then remembered something else.
Grandpa Jiang Wanshan has been talking a lot lately about the health problems he developed from working in the fields when he was young.
The old man's back would ache terribly on rainy days in the summer.
Although the old man's health had improved considerably after using the body-strengthening liquid, his long-standing ailment remained a hidden danger.
Jiang Chen's heart skipped a beat.
Perfect timing! I'll also buy the old man a top-of-the-line RV while I'm at it.
It's not the kind used for ordinary tourists.
He wants to redeem a fireproof RV in the system's store, complete with a top-of-the-line medical therapy cabin and an all-terrain chassis.
We'll let the old man lie inside comfortably for his physical therapy.
Whether you're going to the back mountain to enjoy the scenery or taking a walk in town, it's just as comfortable as sitting on your own sofa.
This is the way a super-rich person should show filial piety.
. . .
Having made up his mind, Jiang Chen hung up the phone and prepared to leave.
The temperature in Nanjiang City that day was close to 40 degrees Celsius.
The asphalt road was baking in the scorching sun, emitting white smoke, and the air was scalding hot.
Wearing a suit and tie in this weather is just asking for trouble.
Jiang Chen was too lazy to bother with appearances.
He casually pulled out an old vest he had worn in college from the closet.
The collar is a bit yellowed, but it's cool to wear.
Her lower body was covered in a pair of floral shorts that she bought for twenty yuan at a small shop at the village entrance.
He was wearing a pair of blue plastic flip-flops that cost about ten yuan, which made a slapping sound when he walked.
Su Qing was waiting for him at the village entrance in her pink Mercedes-Benz G-Class.
Seeing this outfit, she burst into laughter.
"Boss Jiang, which bathhouse are you going to get a back scrub?"
Jiang Chen didn't respond, nor did he get into Su Qing's car.
He didn't let Wang Dagou follow him, but instead walked alone to the logistics company parking lot and grabbed the factory's most dilapidated single-cab pickup truck.
This cart was originally used by the village to haul odds and ends; the cargo bed still has mud spots that haven't been washed off.
"You're going to drive this?"
Su Qing's eyes widened in surprise.
"Otherwise what? Does my outfit match your car?"
Jiang Chen started the car, the old engine sounding like a tractor.
He rolled down the car window and called out to Su Qing.
"You just follow behind and be my bodyguard."
After saying that, the old pickup truck puffed out a puff of black smoke and slowly drove onto Jiangwanshan Avenue.
. . .
Su Qing could only helplessly follow after that unrestrained figure.
Jiang Chen's attire, combined with this mud-covered, dilapidated car, created a striking effect.
He looked exactly like a migrant worker who had just finished working on the construction site and was about to go back to his rented room to eat instant noodles.
Along the way, many drivers who overtook others couldn't help but turn their heads to take a look, their eyes filled with disdain.
Jiang Chen didn't care. He gripped the steering wheel with one hand and slowly drove into the city.
He parked his beat-up pickup truck in an inconspicuous corner by the roadside, signaling Su Qing to stay put and wait.
Then, wearing his loud plastic slippers, he swaggered toward the imported car dealership in the city center called "Global Power".
This shop is very famous in Nanjiang Province. It specializes in all kinds of top-of-the-line heavy vehicles and is a money pit for the wealthy.
The sensor-activated glass door slid open to both sides, and a strong blast of cold air rushed out.
The intense heat outside was instantly shut out.
The store is decorated like a futuristic hangar, spacious and bright, with floor tiles polished to a shine.
A fleet of luxury cars, resembling steel behemoths, were parked in the lobby.
Several saleswomen dressed in black business skirts were chatting together.
Seeing Jiang Chen's standard "construction site outfit" and dusty blue slippers.
Their faces made no attempt to hide their disgust.
The group even rolled their eyes, and none of them showed any intention of approaching or acknowledging them.
In their eyes, this person either came to the wrong door or was a homeless person who came in to freeload off the air conditioning.
Jiang Chen ignored their attitudes.
His gaze swept quickly across the hall.
Soon, his gaze settled on the circular display stand in the very center of the hall.
There was a huge, rugged-looking vehicle parked there, completely black.
Rugged lines and incredibly heavy armor.
The searchlights on the roof further highlight the vehicle's extraordinary status.
It was the Thor series explosion-proof medical RV that Jiang Chen had his eye on in the system's store.
Jiang Chen's eyes lit up.
Ignoring the stares of the salespeople, he strode over in his slippers.