Not long after Yun Fenghua and the others left the shop, Jiang Hongyuan's phone rang with a loud notification.
"V letter collection, 30,000 yuan!"
Jiang Hongyuan and Ye Suyi were stunned when they saw the delayed payment notification. They looked at each other.
How much? Thirty thousand yuan?
When they thought of how Jiang Qing had acted previously, the two of them could not believe it. Was money so easy to earn now?
It would take him at least three to four months to earn 30,000 yuan. How long had it been? A few hours?
They wondered if they had heard wrongly. Just a few repairs and so many screws had fallen off, and it was already 30,000 yuan?
The two of them looked at Jiang Qing at the same time. At this moment, Jiang Qing had already laid back on the recliner and was reading a high school physics book attentively.
He didn't have much of a reaction to what was happening outside. He wasn't affected by the 30,000 yuan notification at all.
Jiang Hongyuan looked at Jiang Qing's unmoved expression in disbelief. He picked his ears and asked Ye Suyi.
"How much was it?"
He still couldn't believe it. Even if it was a high-end car, he didn't add anything to it. It was just his son's tinkering. How could it cost so much?
How much did it cost to repair it? It was already very good to have 200 yuan.
Ye Suyi looked at him in a daze. She understood what he meant and nodded to confirm.
"It's 30,000 yuan. You can take a look on your phone."
At this moment, she also felt that it was a little unbelievable. She bit her lip and wanted to confirm it too. After all, the amount of 30,000 yuan was indeed quite large, and he had transferred it so casually.
Jiang Hongyuan took out his phone from his pocket and looked at it. When he saw a few zeroes, he finally confirmed that his account had indeed received 30,000 yuan!
Moreover, the time of receipt was still displayed as a few minutes ago.
He gulped and nodded. His eyes flickered as he said to Ye Suyi.
"It's true. I finally know where he got the 30,000 yuan from before."
As he spoke, he could not help but look at Jiang Qing again.
The 30,000 yuan from before was probably earned this way. This money was indeed for repairing the car.
The suspicion of the 30,000 yuan from before no longer existed.
Previously, he had doubted the origin of the 30,000 yuan. Now, it seemed that he had no reason to doubt it anymore.
The 30,000 yuan was transferred in front of him. This was more effective than any explanation.
He felt a little complicated. He had spent decades repairing cars, but he didn't expect it to be faster than the money his son had earned in half a month.
He had earned 60,000 yuan in just half a month. How much did he earn last month? It didn't even seem to be 10,000 yuan. It was only about 8,000 yuan. How long had his son been here? 60,000 yuan in half a month. He would have to work for half a year to earn this.
Ye Suyi suddenly leaned over and whispered into his ear.
"Hongyuan, in all your years of cultivation, what's the most you've cultivated?”
Hearing Ye Suyi's question, Jiang Hongyuan was silent for a moment before speaking.
"Less than a thousand!"
Jiang Hongyuan had been repairing motorcycles for decades, and the number of motorcycles he had repaired was countless.
Even though it had been so many years, he remembered that the most expensive repair he had done was a major repair that cost him 800 yuan.
At that time, he thought that it was quite a lot. However, compared to his son now, he had only cultivated for half a month and had directly broken his own record.
Moreover, it had been broken twice in a row! A whole 60,000 yuan. Even if he worked for half a year, he wouldn't be able to earn that much money. Was this the difference between people?
How many cars did he have to repair to cover the cost of his son's car repair?
Even if the highest price he paid was 800, he would still need to repair 37 cars!
Moreover, most of his fees were only in the tens or hundreds. If he wanted to gather 60,000 yuan, he would probably need to pay more than a hundred cars.
Where did this kid get his skills from?
Jiang Hongyuan sighed in disappointment.
"I've been doing nothing for the past few decades."
It was normal for an old man to be inferior to his son. After all, they were both better than their master.
However, his son had only been here for half a month. Compared to his own decades of experience, he could only earn 10,000 yuan a month at most by relying on his improved skills and accumulated old customers.
However, his son had already surpassed him by many times. This made him feel a little depressed.
Ye Suyi stepped forward and gently held Jiang Hongyuan's hands, giving him a comforting expression.
She could somewhat understand Jiang Hongyuan's current feelings. He must have been a little traumatized to be inferior to his own son after being a father for half his life.
On the other hand, unlike Jiang Hongyuan, she felt gratified and proud when she saw her son's growth. After all, how many people at this age could make 60,000 yuan in half a month?
However, Jiang Hongyuan didn't feel any better after hearing her comforting words. Instead, he felt even more depressed.
For the past few decades, he had been working hard to repair cars. He also had his own pride in the repair shop. However, now that he compared it to his son, he instantly felt that all these years he had lived were in vain…
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