When Yang Chi came back to his senses, he looked outside and saw that the staff had just unloaded the bed onto the ground. Then, he turned to look at him with a questioning look.
After some thought, Yang Chi looked at the bed outside, then at Jiang Hongyuan, who was standing at the door. He raised an eyebrow and walked toward Jiang Hongyuan.
Yang Chi said politely with a smile.
"Erm, Master, are you Little Master's father? This is a small gift from us to the young master. Where do you want it?”
With his eyes, how could he not see that the middle-aged man in front of him could be Jiang Qing's father?
Jiang Hongyuan was stunned when he saw the Yang Lake walking towards him. He didn't know how to react, but he still nodded politely.
"Yes, but you're too polite."
As he spoke, his heart was also touched. Just now, he had vaguely heard that they were going to give gifts. Looking at the lathes outside, he also had some guesses.
One had to know that lathes were fine large-scale equipment, and their prices were not cheap.
Looking at the size of the car in front of him, it was not particularly big. It was about three meters long and would cost at least thirty to forty thousand yuan!
Giving away a 30,000 to 40,000 lathes just like that was a little too rich and overbearing…
In this way, the two lathes cost 30,000 yuan. This time, the total cost of the lathes was already 100,000 yuan. The income generated by his son in this half a month seemed to be almost the same as his annual income.
Jiang Hongyuan felt his liver ache as he calculated.
Hearing Jiang Hongyuan's words, Yang Chi hurriedly waved his hand and replied.
"No, no, your little master has helped us a lot."
As he spoke, he greeted the staff outside.
"You guys move in first."
Seeing Yang Chi's insistence, Jiang Hongyuan opened his mouth but didn't say anything else. Instead, he pointed to an empty corner in the shop.
"Just leave it there for now."
Yang Chi nodded as well. He looked at Jiang Hongyuan with a puzzled expression. After organizing his words, he leaned forward and spoke vaguely.
"Master, there's something I want to discuss with you. You heard what I said just now. Can you persuade Little Master?"
As he spoke, he paused and hesitated for a moment. He glanced at Jiang Qing, who was talking to Liang Guan and the others in the shop, and then continued.
"The treatment will definitely not be bad. It will be the same as the professional mechanic in the regional competition."
Obviously, when Jiang Qing rejected him so decisively, Yang Chi had no choice but to find another way.
Hence, he had turned his attention to Jiang Hongyuan.
Jiang Hongyuan was slightly taken aback, but when he saw Yang Chi's gaze, he immediately reacted. Was she trying to find an opportunity from him?
Did this convoy really want to find Jiang Qing to be their mechanic?
Initially, he thought that it was just the treatment of a mechanic in a small club. Now, it seemed that it was still based on the treatment of a mechanic in a regional competition?
He was a little stunned. He had understood the treatment of a mechanic in a regional competition. The monthly salary was usually 20,000 to 30,000 yuan.
And regardless of whether there was a competition or not, regardless of whether he modified it or not, as long as he took on the role, he would receive a monthly salary of 30,000 yuan!
He had worked himself to death for a few months and barely made 30,000 yuan. Now, his son had a chance to make so much money without doing anything for a month…
He turned to look at Jiang Qing, who was still in the shop, with an indifferent expression.
Turning around, Yang Chi's words seemed to be echoing in his ears. He was a little lost in thought. To be honest, he wanted to agree directly.
How many people wanted to become a mechanic in this area but couldn't?
If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't have the chance when he was young, he would have wanted to be a mechanic too.
One had to know that to become a regional race mechanic, one needed several years of modification experience, and it was the kind that modified racing cars. Only then would one have the chance to become a regional race mechanic.
However, Jiang Hongyuan sighed when he recalled how Jiang Qing had been studying hard recently. He suddenly felt that his son had grown up a lot.
"I'm sorry, this is still up to Xiao Qing to decide."
Of course, he knew that this opportunity was something that many people could not wait for, but he did not want to agree to it privately. His son's path needed to be walked by himself, and he would not interfere too much.
He was not a short-sighted person, so he naturally knew what was more important.
Hearing Jiang Hongyuan's answer, Yang Chi's face flashed with regret. It seemed that his father's path was not going to work out.
Jiang Hongyuan looked at the disappointed expression on his face and thought of the conditions he had just offered. He gulped and couldn't help but ask.
"Is your convoy so short of people?"
One had to know that the monthly salary of a mechanic in this regional competition was equivalent to three to four months of his income. Four months was probably his annual income... if I could
Yang Chi's eyes lit up. He looked at Jiang Hongyuan and couldn't help but pat his head. How could he have forgotten this?
This little master's skills were so superb that he must have had someone to guide him to reach this level.
From the looks of it, it was most likely his father who taught him. His skills should not be too bad.
He couldn't find the little master, but if he could recruit the old master in front of him,
Presumably, the modified car would not be too bad.
Yang Chi couldn't help but smile as he looked at Jiang Hongyuan with anticipation.
"Lacking, too lacking! Especially when they lacked a top-notch mechanic!”
However, Jiang Hongyuan's expression changed slightly upon hearing his words. He then nodded calmly.
Forget about being a top-notch mechanic…
Seeing Jiang Hongyuan's expression, Yang Chi was also stunned, and he couldn't wrap his head around it.
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