The chubby merchant’s tragedy wasn’t over today.
Not even five minutes after Ren Zhong left, Zheng Tian arrived.
Seeing the chubby man from afar, she shouted, "Hey Uncle Wang! What a rare guest! What brings you here?"
Sitting cross-legged on the steps, the chubby merchant Wang Zhaofu listlessly lifted his gaze and waved, "Oh, it’s little Tian Tian."
Zheng Tian noticed his wilted demeanor and said, "Uncle Wang, what’s wrong? You look like a pickled cucumber."
Wang Zhaofu waved his hand vigorously, "Get lost, you cheeky child. Let me tell you, someone just..."
Wang Zhaofu spat blood.
Wasn’t this the perfect buyer?
Twenty points vanished!
"You were five minutes late, little Tian Tian!"
"Uncle Wang, I know I was late, Uncle Wang!"
Fatty Wang wasn’t the saddest one.
After the outcry, Zheng Tian stood there dumbfounded, pale as ashes.
In silence, she clutched her chest.
She first checked the balance on her wrist watch, then started doubting life.
Just a bit more, and she could have...
The ticket to Rat Cliff Mountain! Aaaaah!
It was the feeling of heartbreak.
Even though it was just missing out on a car, why did it feel like losing my whole life?
After a long while, the old and young, the fat and the thin, looked at each other and sighed in unison.
However, the immediate beneficiary Ren Zhong wasn’t reveling in the joy of gaining 20 points.
He noticed a new element.
During the conversation with the chubby merchant, he had been observing him.
The chubby merchant’s accent and dress were slightly different from the locals of Starfire Town, suggesting he wasn’t from around here.
In this world, outsiders were rarer than pandas.
Zheng Tian mentioned his name, Wang Zhaofu.
Ren Zhong instinctively felt that this mustached, chubby merchant had some background.
He clearly remembered the first time Zheng Tian talked to him about the Thunderbolt Car, her exact words weren’t .
At that time, Zheng Tian said it was a car discarded by a captain from another team she knew.
This actually didn’t make sense.
There were very few semi-professional teams in Starfire Town stronger than Zheng Tian’s team; they were all about the same level.
Now it seemed there really was something fishy.
Behind every lie, there’s a truth attempting to be concealed.
All lies have their reasons.
Zheng Tian seemingly didn’t want him to know back then that she was familiar with merchants from other places.
Ren Zhong analyzed that Zheng Tian’s lie might have had something to do with his then-role as a "survey officer."
The Thunderbolt Car was a full vehicle product from Source Star Military Industry Group, and also a Second Level armament.
This car was currently ninety percent new, with excellent performance and well-maintained—not anywhere near needing to be scrapped.
So, this chubby merchant named Wang Zhaofu was probably involved in smuggling!
That’s why he needed to avoid the survey officer!
In any era, those involved in smuggling aren’t simple people; they have to be resourceful, well-connected, and know the ropes.
Ren Zhong quietly remembered this person, thinking that he should try to make more connections with him in the future if possible.
Another name was added to the red list notebook.
Moments later, Ren Zhong first parked the car in the lot.
Until being a homeowner, he didn’t know how expensive daily necessities could be. Only when he also had a car did he realize parking spots aren’t free either.
He chose a medium-sized spot, 0.2 points per day.
Zheng Tian’s team’s cargo van wasn’t as lucky; the car was battered and parking was expensive. They needed a large spot, which was 0.3 points per day.
After that, Ren Zhong rode his motorcycle to Zheng Tian’s small courtyard.
Apart from the captain, who was getting cold wind outside, everyone else was there.
Some were watching TV and chatting, while others were still buried in their books.
Ren Zhong joined them, grabbing some sunflower seeds from the table and started munching.
Unbelievably, Chen Hanyu, who was engrossed in her tablet, put it down and made him a cup of tea.
Before long, victim Captain Zheng returned.
Before Ren Zhong could speak, Ou Youning, one of the sunflower seed munchers, spoke first, "Captain, what happened to you? You look like a pickled cucumber."
The original creator of the cucumber joke was Ou Youning.
Zheng Tian shivered all over.
This was retribution!
She raised her head with a gloomy face and recounted the events truthfully.
After hearing the story, the courtyard fell silent.
Ou Youning put down the sunflower seeds in his hand and didn’t want to munch anymore.
The seeds were no longer tasty.
Shortly after, Ou Youning clutched his chest and cried out in anguish, "Oh heavens! How could you be so blind!"
Wen Lei: "Everyone, stay strong. Don’t be . At least we still have the cargo van."
Zheng Tian sighed again, "Although at this price, not many in the town can afford it, it really is a good deal. We were almost there, saving up. The seller was someone I knew. Even if we were a bit short, we could have reserved it. Put in a little more effort, and in a couple of days, we’d have had enough stockpiled. How did someone swipe it from under us! So frustrating!"