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Chapter 781 - 350: What Stood Up Was Not the Flag, But the Father’s Waist_4

Chapter 781: Chapter 350: What Stood Up Was Not the Flag, But the Father’s Waist_4

At that time, the big boss of the factory drove a Mercedes-Benz Tiger Head.

Seeing Tang Song’s million-dollar luxury car now, the feelings stirred in his heart are indescribable.

Tiger, leaning against the door, twitched the corners of his mouth, with his face alternating in expressions.

The few people in the office looked at each other in dismay.

In their perception, this young man driving a silver Benz not only looked outstanding but also had a particularly strong aura.

He possessed a certain unhurried confidence, fundamentally different from people like them.

They just didn’t expect that he was actually Tang Jianying’s son.

Tang Xianli quickly walked out, looking at Tang Song in disbelief.

"Uncle Xianli, you’re here too," Tang Song greeted him with a smile.

This was a relative from his family, and also a neighbor, who counted as one of the elders who watched him grow up.

His son was also a childhood playmate of his own, and the two families have always had a good relationship.

Tang Xianli swallowed and said in a deep, muffled voice, "Song, are you... back from Yan City?"

"Yeah, just got back not long ago, came to see my dad."

"I heard you started a business and became a boss, incredible, you’re even driving a Benz now, this car isn’t cheap, right?" Tang Xianli rubbed his hands, speaking cautiously.

"It’s okay, cost less than 1.5 million on the road."

"Hiss~" A sound of inhaling sharply arose.

Tang Jianying was also taken aback.

Although he roughly guessed the price, hearing Tang Song say it out loud still made him feel a bit dizzy.

A 1.5 million luxury car, in their small township, is certainly shocking.

Only some bosses who run factories can afford it.

And these bosses, undoubtedly, are all local upper-crust figures.

Tang Song smiled, came to the back of the car, opened the trunk, and took out a carton of cigarettes and a bottle of wine.

He strolled to Tang Xianli, "Uncle Xianli, ran into you here, brought you something."

Looking at the Huazi and Moutai in front of him, Tang Xianli swallowed heavily, "This... this is too thoughtful, thank you, Song."

As he spoke, he still carefully accepted them.

With goods worth nearly three thousand, he simply couldn’t refuse.

And after smoking and drinking for so many years, he truly had never encountered Huazi and Moutai.

As Tang Xianli took the items, the gaze other people around directed at Tang Song and Tang Jianying changed once again.

Through the open trunk, you could vaguely see boxes of cigarettes and alcohol, all Moutai and Zhonghua.

Tiger’s heart was tumultuous, and his expression very complicated.

He curled his lips and said with a dry throat, "Jianying, the more than ten thousand you’re short of, I’ll transfer it to you on WeChat later."

Hearing his words, Tang Jianying took a deep breath and said with a full voice, "Okay."

Tang Song took out the car key from his pocket, handed it to his father, and smiled, "Dad, didn’t you always love Mercedes and Audi? How about taking it for a spin and seeing if my purchase was worth it."

His father’s last job was a truck driver, so his driving skills were undoubtedly excellent.

Moreover, he loved cars and often chatted about them with colleagues during his free time.

After hesitating for a moment, Tang Jianying couldn’t resist the temptation and reached out to take it, "Then let’s try it."

Holding the well-crafted car key, Tang Jianying stood up straight and nodded to Tiger and the others, "We’re leaving first."

"Yeah, drive safely."

"Okay, brother Jianying."

In a farewell chorus, Tang Jianying walked to the driver’s seat.

He opened the car door and, looking at the exquisite and luxurious interior, his face flushed slightly.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The car doors were gently closed, the engine roared, and the Mercedes S turned around in the open space, driving out of the rusted factory gates.

In the tranquil car cabin.

Tang Song softly communicated with his father about the car’s configuration and driving experience.

"The steering feedback is super precise, there’s almost no slack! The chassis feels really solid!"

"A 2.5L displacement, 6-cylinder turbocharged engine, with a maximum of 367 horsepower... also opted for meteor shower headlights, looks really cool at night, you’ll have to try it."

...

Watching the radiant expression on his father’s face in the driver’s seat, Tang Song’s eyes showed pure warmth and a smile.

In his memory, his father had always been a truly great and strong person, holding up their small family on his shoulders.

And over time, the long travels and efforts to please others gradually bent his father’s back.

Now that he has the ability, naturally, he wants his family to live better, more comfortably.

With his current intelligence and emotional insight, hearing his mother’s account, he immediately guessed the full story.

Rural towns aren’t as peaceful and serene as they seem.

Many times, it’s like a jungle.

If you’re too low-key, some willful people might see you as weak and easy to bully.

And any time, they might bare their teeth at you, provoking and testing you.

A necessary show of strength, a flaunting, is to tell them I’m not to be messed with.