Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 541

Chapter 541: Chapter 541

Yang Fan’s offer made the woman dressed in low-cut attire, who had revealed two snow-white ravines on her chest, roll her eyes discreetly before squeezing out another smile. With a hint of warmth, she said, "Young man, that’s not how you haggle. Sure, you can halve the price when buying clothes, but this is a car we’re talking about. Every single screw on it costs money."

Yang Fan said indifferently, "Every single thread on a piece of clothing is also factored into the cost—you can’t calculate it that way."

The woman was exasperated.

She waved her fingers adorned with long, manicured nails and said, "How about this—I can see you’re genuinely interested, so let’s both make a compromise. Forty-five thousand. Honestly, that’s my rock-bottom price. At that price, if you still think it’s too high, then there’s nothing more I can do."

"If this car were just two or three years older, I would sell it to you. But even if we overlook the year before last, it’s only run a total of two thousand kilometers. The tires are like new. I’d really be losing money at thirty thousand."

"Forty thousand!" Yang Fan thought for a moment and then gave in a little.

The woman looked at Yang Fan with a speechless expression, "Then you might as well look elsewhere."

Yang Fan nodded.

He decided not to haggle with this woman for the time being and would wait until Wang Daqiang came back.

He now had a rough idea in mind, but the rest would depend on the actual condition of the car.

Yang Fan lit a cigarette and after waiting for about five or six minutes, Wang Daqiang returned.

"How’s it looking?" Yang Fan asked as he approached.

Wang Daqiang shook his head and said, "The car looks pretty new, but something feels off to me—it doesn’t feel like a new car. The engine vibrates noticeably, and there’s an odd noise, plus the chassis creaks. It just seems unbalanced."

"Let’s open it up and take a look!" said Yang Fan.

Wang Daqiang opened the hood of the car and said, "That’s what I was thinking."

Yang Fan leaned over to take a look, "It does look pretty new."

"You can’t judge by the exterior alone. In the hands of professionals, even the oldest things can be made to look like they just came off the assembly line." After tinkering around for a bit, Wang Daqiang suddenly turned to Yang Fan with a serious tone, "Fanzi, this car might have been in a serious accident. Look at these welds below, they are clearly re-done."

"How bad do you think it might be?" asked Yang Fan. "I mean, could there have been fatalities?"

Wang Daqiang shook his head, "Can’t tell, but judging by these welds, probably not light."

"So there’s a sixty to seventy percent chance this is a hearse?" Yang Fan said.

Wang Daqiang thought for a moment and nodded, "Approximately."

Yang Fan chuckled softly, "I had a feeling I had the air of a sucker today. That lady was still eagerly advising me to take out a loan with zero down payment just a moment ago—it really was a trap."

"Fanzi, if she’s willing to sell for less than twenty thousand yuan, I think we should take it," Wang Daqiang said quietly. "Let her handle the engine’s abnormal noises and the unusual vibration, and I think there should be no other issues. It should be good for hauling goods."

"But taking a loan for this is really not something I’d touch. If you’re short on cash, I can lend you some to use first. These loans seem to have even deeper pitfalls than this car’s defects, although I’ve only heard so."

Yang Fan asked in surprise, "This could very well be a hearse, and you dare to drive it?"

"I’m now fearless. What’s there to be afraid of? Besides, you’re in that business, aren’t you scared?" Wang Daqiang laughed.

Yang Fan shrugged, "I’m not scared, but it’s not me who will be driving it; it’s you."

"No worries, I don’t mind. If the car is below twenty thousand, or I can get it for twenty thousand yuan, I think it’ll be a bargain," Wang Daqiang suggested. "I can see you’re also not looking for anything too fancy, just something practical and affordable."

"Alright, since you say so, let’s have another good chat with the woman who isn’t dressed properly," Yang Fan said.

"You talk first, I’ll go and check out the place." Wang Daqiang said.

"Hmm!"

Yang Fan approached the woman who stood calmly a few steps away, "I was initially thinking that forty thousand would be fair, but after taking a closer look at the car, this thing is a death vehicle, right? It’s been in a serious accident? Fifteen thousand, if you sell, we can complete the paperwork now, if not, we’ll look elsewhere."

"What hearse? Where did you learn that technique? If this car is a ’Spirit car,’ then I’ll write my family name backward," the woman immediately retorted, her brows furrowing and face contorted in displeasure as she shouted.

Yang Fan nodded, "You surely know the real condition of your own car, right? What’s the point of denying it? If you think it can sell, sell it. If not, we’ll look elsewhere."

"Don’t try that with me. I won’t allow you to slander my family’s car!" the woman said loudly. "Come on then, show me how you figured it’s an accident car, prove it. If you’re right, you can have the car not for fifteen thousand but ten thousand, and you can drive it straight away."

"Business is business, benevolence remains, but to me, you seem more like someone bent on causing trouble!"

Yang Fan shook his head speechlessly. What kind of temper was this?

"Fine, fine, fine, you look for yourself. I’m sincerely impressed. What’s the point of arguing with you?" Yang Fan was somewhat annoyed. If it weren’t for Daqiang thinking the car was a decent deal if we could get it, I wouldn’t even bother negotiating anymore.

Accompanying the indignant female boss to the car, Yang Fan called out to Wang Daqiang, who was examining under the car, "Old Wang, would you please explain to this boss what’s going on? She thinks we’re intentionally causing trouble and slinging mud on their family’s car."

Wang Daqiang crawled out from under the car, "If it weren’t for the tight squeeze under the car, the signs would be even more evident underneath. Just now, it was a probability of six or seven out of ten, but now I can almost be certain, this car has definitely been in a major accident. The entire front end has been wrecked and then patched up again."

"You’re that sure? I just can’t believe it. When this car came in, we checked it thoroughly, how could it possibly be an accident car?" the woman said skeptically.

Wang Daqiang pointed to the signs he had just shown Yang Fan, "Obvious, isn’t it? Re-welded."

"That’s how it originally was, where do you see re-welding? You’re just looking for trouble. Go look elsewhere!" the woman flared up and waved her hand. "If you want junk, go to a scrapyard, I don’t have any here."

The moment Yang Fan heard this, he got angry, "Pretending not to know, and now refusing to admit? Do you call this doing business? If you don’t understand, you have other vans here, right? Open it up and look, then we’ll know, won’t we?"

"You say we’re picking up trash, but you seem like someone who runs a scrapyard, claiming such a seriously damaged vehicle is a premium car, luring us into a loan. Are you willing to do business without any conscience as long as you make a profit?"

"I don’t care about your black heart as long as we don’t notice and you can scam one after another; I have no complaints. But what’s with the barking? The truth is right here, yet you won’t let us speak. Do you do business by gaslighting customers into buying?"